People are pirates, creating Cthulhu

Gollum.

There was silence in the field, the big man looked frightened, and the sound of swallowing was particularly obvious.

What is the origin of this person?

Although he looked weak, he was so strong. The power he was proud of was like the difference between a grain of sand and a mountain that reaches into the sky in front of him.

Just when everyone was amazed by Yu Luo's amazing arm strength, the proprietress behind the counter breathed a sigh of relief when no one saw her.

so close!

My reputation was almost ruined by this guy who pretended to be a pig and eat the tiger. Fortunately, I had good eyesight and saw that his expression was not something ordinary people could show.

She seemed to have seen such an expression before when she was drifting on the sea. Familiar faces appeared in her mind, and the proprietress' pupils suddenly shrank.

It's those crazy guys from the Rocks Pirates!

Each of them is like this young man, seemingly uncaring on the surface, but extremely crazy on the inside.

Although the big man's strength is not as good as that of himself and Don Quixote's group, he can still be considered a good hand in this small town, but such a person has no power to fight back in the hands of this young man.

His strength is probably not inferior to mine!

But why would such a person come to such a remote town?

It's no wonder that the landlady is thinking too much. The town has been very uneasy recently. The Barry family that occupied the town not long ago was taken over by the Don Quixote family, which was gaining momentum. The other party directly set up this place as their base camp.

Except that she escaped by reaching some kind of deal with Don Quixote, everyone in the town was caught and moved to where Don Quixote's family settled here.

However, in less than half a day, all the townspeople looked as miserable as they did now.

"Please help me check in quickly. I still have something to say to this big guy. As for the money on the table, except for buying everyone a drink, the rest will be regarded as my room fee."

"The third room on the left on the second floor."

Luo's words made the landlady come to her senses immediately, and she quickly handed over the key and stared at him with a meaningful look in her eyes.

Dragging the wailing big man on the ground to his room.

The big man gritted his teeth and looked at Luo's back with infinite fear. Although in the eyes of others, he was only lightly pinched by the young man on his forearm, and it seemed that there was not even a bruise left on his skin. But he could clearly feel that all the bones in his arm were crushed into powder by that gentle squeeze.

He could even clearly feel the friction between bones and flesh when he walked.

Even the hotel proprietress didn't feel as scary as the young man in front of him.

Facing such a terrifying guy, he naturally couldn't think of any resistance in his heart. He could only stand obediently in the room and wait for Luo's final sentence on him.

"What's your name? Does your arm still hurt?"

Luo put his package away, then sat on the edge of the bed and looked at this big guy who liked to make trouble everywhere.

"My... my name is Marcus, my arm... my arm hurts!"

Marcus's face turned pale. This question was also his favorite question to ask his defeated generals.

He gritted his teeth and carefully considered his words. After all this time, as long as he didn't move, the arm crushed by Luo no longer felt any pain.

The reason for saying this is to satisfy the other party's strange idea of ​​​​condescendingly wreaking havoc and trampling on the enemy's heart.

Although he has developed a strength that can rival the likes of Neptune, he is a guy with no ambitions. He only wants to occasionally bully guys who are not as powerful as himself, so that he can live his life comfortably.

But now his only thought is to let the young man in front of him let him go. Even if the other person wants him to do something excessive, he will satisfy him without hesitation for the sake of his own life.

But when he saw Luo pinching his arm with completely shattered bones in his hand, Marcus closed his eyes tightly without any blood on his face and looked like he was going to die.

It's coming again!

come on!

I've already been through it once, it's no big deal if I do it again.

Although he thought so in his heart, Marcus's trembling body betrayed him. Luo had no idea what the big man in front of him was thinking.

He just wanted to heal the other person's hand so that he could ask questions more easily.

Countless microorganisms crawled into Marcus's broken arm along Luo's palm, and the bone fragments were restored bit by bit. This process was bound to be more painful than completely shattering the arm bones.

After all, the former only happened in an instant, while the latter took much longer.

When he experienced this long pain again, Marcus wanted to faint several times, but his strong nerves supported him to stay awake.

Marcus hated his ability. At least it would be better to pass out than to live without dying.

As if he had been waiting for a century, before the severe pain had completely subsided, Luo's cold voice reached Marcus's ears: "Okay, let's try to see if your arm is healed."

has it ended?

Marcus felt relieved and had no time left to think about what Luo was talking about.

open one's eyes.

He saw Luo sitting on the bed, as if he was even more exhausted than he was after a severe pain, and kept rubbing his temples.

what! ?

Marcus seemed to realize something, and he raised his arm slightly. The arm that should have been limp came into his sight as usual.

The feeling of friction between bone residue and flesh and blood has also completely disappeared.

The arm is restored! ?

Marcus was a little in disbelief and stared blankly at Luo, who breathed a sigh of relief.

The latter saw his expression, his face suddenly turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: "I can cure you, or I can destroy you. I don't think you want to experience the kind of pain just now, right?"

Luo Lengqing's voice was like icy water in the twelfth lunar month. Marcus seemed to have imagined the scene of being crushed and then healed. His body trembled suddenly and he quickly shook his head and said: "I don't want to! Absolutely not!"

"Very well. In that case, answer my questions honestly."

"You said, as long as I know, I will tell you everything without reservation!"

There was no trace of grievance in Marcus's heart. It was obvious that he was the one who provoked this great god in the first place. Not only did he not punish him, but he even healed his hand after turning around. It was like the reincarnation of a living Buddha!

At this moment, he wanted to take out his heart and give it to the young man in front of him.

"What did you mean when you said the townspeople were being sucked dry by Don Quixote's family?"