Hammer of One Piece Breaks the World

Brewster, who rushed back from the gold mine, was speechless. What did these villagers want to do?

Want to help yourself?

Isn't this looking for death?

Did they instantly forget the oppression and harm those pirates had caused them before?

Without him, basically none of these villagers would survive.

I helped them kill the pirates and saved them, but now I'm going crazy and preparing to die.

This kind of operation is too fucked up. I am trying my best to carry you, but you are going to kill me instead.

Hey~

Brewster felt very tired.

But there is no other way, these people still need to be saved. This is a good publicity for joining the navy.

Brewster has stood up for "justice."

"This...Brewster...he actually knocked Aristotle away!" Some villagers murmured to themselves, unable to believe the scene before them.

They knew that Brewster was powerful, but they knew even more how powerful this third officer Aristotle was.

In their time, Brewster was just a child, while Aristotle was already a notorious pirate.

The purpose of the villagers coming here is very simple. They cannot let a child fight for them.

Unexpectedly, Brewster was not here, and they were quickly caught by the pirates.

In the end it was Brewster who came to save them, and they were mortified.

"Are you kidding? That brat looks like he's only in his teens, and he actually defeated the third officer!" A pirate said subconsciously.

The pirate next to him looked at the unscrupulous man in horror, and quickly backed away like a snake.

The pirate who spoke before also woke up with a start at this moment. Cold sweat was pouring from his back. He looked at the dust that had not dispersed with his trembling legs and stammered: "Third mate...Captain, I didn't mean that..."

boom!

The broadsword spun out of the dust at an extremely fast speed, and in the frightened and desperate eyes of the pirate, he chopped off his head, and a headless corpse collapsed.

Aristotle walked out with evil eyes in his eyes, and the blood gurgling from his forehead dyed his body red, like a demon crawling out of the sea of ​​blood.

Everyone was trembling, their eyebrows were lowered, and they didn't even dare to take a breath, as if an invisible boulder was pressing on their hearts.

"You bastard, how dare you hit me! Do you know, no one has ever dared to hit me on the head!" Aristotle approached step by step, his face ferocious, emanating huge pressure invisibly.

"Now I have it." Brewster smiled gently, thinking in his heart.

"As expected of the pirate world, pirates like this have such a physique. The previous pirates were almost dead after being hit by me like this. This guy actually bled a little."

Brewster's answer stunned Aristotle for a moment, and soon he felt anger welling up in his heart. He completely forgot about the words he was planning to continue. He kicked the ground hard with his legs, pushed by the recoil force that exploded. down, rushing towards the enemy at extremely fast speeds.

At this speed, the distance of more than ten meters is just a blink of an eye. Seeing that Brewster had no time to react and seemed to be frightened, Aristotle felt relaxed and the huge force exerted on his fists was also gone. A bit heavier.

When Aristotle's sandbag-sized fist approached, and the wind from the fist blew the hair around his ears, Brewster moved!

His head tilted slightly to the left, his fist carrying the strong wind brushing his face, Brewster leaned his right shoulder quickly, and smashed the hammer over to retrieve it.

There was a crisp sound of broken bones, and before Aristotle could cry out in pain, Brewster quickly kicked up his right leg, hitting Aristotle's abdomen with a swift and powerful knee.

Both the villagers of Anthony Town and the Big Sword Pirates could clearly see that Aristotle's faces were completely distorted by pain, and his eyes were protruding like dead fish. Anyone could see them. It turned out that the pain he was suffering at this moment had far exceeded the limit.

It wasn't over yet. The hammer in Brewster's right hand hit Aristotle's shoulder like lightning, slamming Aristotle to the ground. The violent scene left the pirates and villagers present speechless. ability.

The strength shown by Brewster was really amazing. This was the first time they had seen such a powerful fighting ability.

Especially the hammer in Brewster's hand seemed to be a life-killing weapon, smashing all the pirates away wherever it went.

It can only be said that reality is often stranger than fantasy.

Heavy breathing sounded, Brewster's expression remained unchanged, but his figure quickly retreated.

"boom!"

After the smoke cleared, Aristotle's figure was revealed from a pile of wood fragments. He suddenly raised his right hand and pulled the trigger of the pistol with a ferocious expression.

A dull gunshot sounded. Brewster, who was retreating, raised his hammer and blocked it. The trajectory of the bullet was forced to change, and it shot into the wall nearby, exploding a lot of wood chips.

Aristotle's hands did not stop, and his feet also continued to move. He quickly fired several shots at Brewster. He ran to the pirate whose head he had chopped off with a big knife before, and took out the pistol without bullets. Throwing it away, he picked up the big knife on the ground.

Pirates, who have been licking blood from their swords for a long time, undoubtedly have more sophisticated methods of handling crisis situations.

Aristotle now knows how powerful Brewster is, and he suffered a lot from underestimating his opponent before.

Now he is serious. The long period of killing has made him a little "arrogant". He decided to cut the kid in front of him into pieces to relieve the hatred in his heart.

After a dozen steps, he collided with Brewster fiercely.

The collision between the hammer and the long knife shot out brilliant sparks.

The huge hammer was like a feather in Brewster's hand, and he could swing it as he pleased.

At the same time, their bodies were also rushing through the small bar, and the tables, chairs and wine glasses were shattered into pieces with a loud crash.

Brewster's eyes were sharp, and every move was aimed at the vital point.

Ten minutes later, the hammer in Brewster's hand moved towards Aristotle's left side, which was Aristotle's weak point and had been hit hard before.

Unexpectedly, Aristotle avoided it, and he discovered the 'Three Axes' attack in advance.

"Bang~"

The hammer directly smashed a big hole in the wooden wall.

Aristotle looked at the big hole, his eyes narrowed, and he felt a little scared: "This kid is so strong!"

Immediately, Aristotle seemed to have thought of something and ran directly towards the big hole.

Brewster chased after him, but after stepping out of the bar, his body was shaken, he clenched the hammer and stood on the spot, his eyes becoming even colder.

"Kid, you made a mistake!"

Aristotle smiled ferociously and put the scimitar on Ainina's neck.

"When two ligers were fighting, they even brought a group of sheep with them."

"Do you think that as a pirate, I will tell you about the ethics of knights?"

Sneering again and again, Aristotle glanced at the angry villagers behind him, but did not dare to step forward.

He was also surprised. He didn't expect to see a group of weak villagers after coming out of the bar, and at the front was a little girl.

Even though the other party held a pistol in his hand, it posed no threat to him.With just a simple tug, he had already controlled the other party.

And using such a guy to threaten the kid in front of you is naturally the best plan.

"Now, put down the knife in your hand, kid."

"Otherwise, I'll kill her."

Brewster's face was cold. He stared at the opposite side, took a deep breath, and shouted to the villagers who were following him: "You guys stand back 20 meters!!!"

The villagers were angry and unwilling, but under the instructions of the village chief, they still retreated.

Seeing that Brewster did not do what he said, Aristotle's eyes turned cold.

"Put down the hammer in your hand, I'm only saying this for the last time!"

With a slash of the scimitar, a line of blood immediately appeared on Ainina's white neck.

Looking at the little girl being held hostage, Brewster's right hand holding the hammer became a little loose.

"Damn it!!"

It was difficult for Brewster to harden his heart for such a young child. He was very angry at this moment. How could these villagers let such a young girl run over?

Staring at Aristotle, Brewster gritted his teeth and finally slowly put the hammer down and released his fingers.

"You're done, kid!"

"Hahaha!"

At this moment, Aristotle suddenly pulled out a revolver from his waist with his other hand and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The faces of the villagers changed drastically, and some people even exclaimed.

Where did this bastard get another pistol?

Brewster's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his crouched feet changed position in an instant, replaced by a leaping action, and his whole body tensed up, becoming a bow about to shoot an arrow!

"boom!"

Gunshots rang out, Brewster's shoulders shook slightly, and blood exploded.The body swung, and the five fingers that had just been loosened suddenly tightened.

"Shh!"

His feet suddenly stepped on the ground, bursting out with powerful force, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

Almost instantly, he arrived in front of Aristotle in the air.

"So fast!!!"

"This kid is so strong!"

Aristotle's pupils shrank, shocked by the speed of Brewster's explosion at this moment, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"But you still made a mistake!"

"Boy, you are too young!!"

His scimitar was suddenly raised and blocked in front of Brewster.

"when!"

The sound of the knife and hammer colliding was heard, Brewster's expression changed drastically, this guy was already prepared.

"I'm just waiting for this move from you, kid!!"

"go to hell!"

Aristotle laughed and pointed the gun in his other hand at Brewster's chest.

Use your index finger to pull the trigger.

Brewster's whole body was tense, his scalp was numb, and a fear of life and death came over his heart, making him grit his teeth.

He was in the air, and he had just swung the hammer and had no new strength. With his current physical condition, there was no way he could avoid it!

Must die! !

However, in the next second.

Brewster's pupils shrank, the villagers were surprised, and Aristotle's disbelieving voice sounded.

"boom!!"

The dull sound of gunfire shook the air.

Ainina clenched the pistol in her hand, her hand trembling, and stared at Aristotle who was standing in front of her, the muzzle of the gun was smoking.

Because this shot was fired for the first time, it was not accurate and hit Aristotle's wrist holding the gun.

But enough was enough for Brewster.

"You saved my life, Anina!!"

His eyes became grim, Brewster was in mid-air, he suddenly exerted force on his waist, spun around, and smashed the hammer down.

"Boom~"

A black shadow flashed past, and the huge hammer slammed into Aristotle's head.

Suddenly red and white fluids flowed out. Aristotle's body went limp and fell to the ground, completely torn off.