One Piece: The Magician

Although this was Sherlock's first time fighting against an animal fruit user, he was convinced that it was impossible to kill Duncan with just one shot, otherwise the hundreds of millions of Baileys would have been wasted.

Accompanied by a low roar, the bear-man Duncan climbed up from the ruins. Blood oozed from his mouth and nose, but this only increased his ferocity. His bear eyes glowed red, and his big mouth grinned. Teeth as sharp as daggers, saliva overflowing, falling to the ground drop by drop as Duncan's breathing became heavier and heavier, making Sherlock frown.

How disgusting, Sherlock thought.

"Ouch" Duncan roared, and then he used all four limbs and rushed towards Sherlock like a tank at full speed, but Sherlock seemed to be frightened and stood there motionless.

Dunn's eyes flashed with bloodlust, and he opened his mouth and bit hard at Sherlock's head.Duncan could even imagine the blood-splattered scene that followed.

However, something magical happened. Duncan's huge body passed directly through Sherlock's body, and used the strong inertia to smash a wall into pieces.

"Hey, hey, where are you going?" Sherlock's joking voice came from behind.

Duncan shook his dizzy head and turned around to follow the sound, only to see a dozen "Sherlocks" looking at him leisurely, with the same movements and the same expressions.

"Is this your devil fruit ability?" Duncan asked.

"That's right." More than a dozen Sherlocks answered together, and the overlapping voices came from all directions, which seemed very strange.

"Let's play a game."

"I'll just stand here and not hide. You choose one to shoot. If you choose wrong, I'll give you a shot. How about Bear Boy."

"Bastard" felt that he had been insulted. Duncan roared, his claws flew, and the wind roared, attacking all the mirror images in succession, but none of them was Sherlock's real body.

"What a pity, I made all the wrong choices." All Sherlock's mirror images turned to look at Duncan.

"You attacked a total of thirteen illusions, so I have to shoot you thirteen times. Fortunately, there is a mirror entity, otherwise the bullets would not be enough."

"Bang!" There was a gunshot from the void, and then a huge lead bullet hit Duncan in the stomach. Duncan groaned, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his huge body flew backwards far away, before landing, The second gunshot has already sounded

touch, touch, touch

After thirteen shots, Sherlock dispelled the illusion, and his true body slowly emerged from the void.

From the beginning, Sherlock did not give Duncan the correct answer.

Looking at the bearman lying on the ground like a dead dog, Sherlock put away his pistol, and then slowly walked towards Duncan, who was still erecting his body.

It has to be said that Duncan's ability to withstand blows is really eye-catching. He is worthy of being an animal-type fruit ability user. He has rough skin and thick flesh. When faced with more than a dozen close-range shots from the naval battleship's main gun, he was not blown into pieces. He suffered some skin trauma and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood.

Just when the distance between the two was only two or three meters, Duncan, who was pretending to be dead, suddenly burst into flames. His pupils were filled with blood, and he slapped Sherlock's head hard with his huge bear paw.

"I knew you wouldn't die so easily." Facing the crushing blow, Sherlock, who had been well prepared, was not afraid. With a thought in his mind, a sparkling barrier appeared on the surface of his skin.

"Mirror reflection"

Time seemed to have stopped. The huge force that could split mountains turned against Sherlock at the moment it came into contact with Sherlock's skin. Then there was a sound of bones breaking. Duncan first felt that his right hand had lost consciousness, and then he felt a sharp pain. It filled his entire brain.

"This guy is too weak. Doesn't it mean that animal devil fruits have no other use besides resisting beatings?" Sherlock thought to himself.

In fact, we can't say that the power of the Bear Fruit is weak. After all, there are no garbage fruits. It can only be said that Duncan is used to being pampered and is completely unable to exert the power of the Bear Bear Fruit, that is, he can bully ordinary people.Moreover, the ability of the Mirror Fruit has a strong restraint on enemies that rely on brute force.

Duncan's right arm was twisted into a strange shape, and the severe pain even prevented Duncan from maintaining his bear-man form. His wide-open eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and he let out a blood-piercing scream with his big mouth open.

Sherlock pushed up his glasses, lowered his body, stretched out his hands to rummage through Duncan's beggar-like clothes, and after a while, he took out a rather exquisitely crafted key from a lining pocket.

Just when Duncan wanted to stop him, he accidentally touched the wound on his right hand. He almost fainted from the pain, feeling overwhelmed and powerless.

Wiping the blood off the key with some disgust, Sherlock smiled at Duncan.

"Actually, the pile of evidence just now was all blank paper. I was just teasing you. I didn't expect you to actually believe it."

Duncan's eyes widened, staring at Sherlock, and the fat on his face trembled.

Sherlock raised the key in his hand, stared at Duncan's face, completely ignored Duncan's murderous eyes, and said calmly:

"But it doesn't matter whether there is evidence or not. I just hope that the contents of your little vault can satisfy me."

Duncan's twisted face changed color slightly. Although it was very small, Sherlock still caught the subtle change.

Nodding with satisfaction, Sherlock put the keys away and took out the pistol from his pocket again.

"Don't worry, it's not my principle to not retaliate. I will also look for trouble in the navy, but"

The gun was pointed at Duncan's face, which gradually became frightened, and the corners of Sherlock's mouth rose.

"I'm afraid you can't see it."

"Wait, don't you want me"

"Click" a crisp sound of gunshots sounded in the room full of wreckage.

Putting the pistol away, Sherlock dusted off the non-existent dust on his clothes and calmly left the murder scene.

Although it was his first time to kill someone with his own hands, Sherlock was very calm. Don't blame Sherlock for being cold-blooded. After all, as a qualified businessman, Sherlock understood this truth from a very young age.

Kindness is reserved for friends and relatives. Being kind to your enemies is cruelty to yourself.

After Sherlock opened the door of the treasure house with the key, he looked at the dozens of boxes of neatly arranged precious jewelry. Even though he had already seen the grand scene, he was distracted for a moment.

Shouldn't it be said that it is not a long-established chamber of commerce in the East China Sea? It has a strong family background.

"It's better to make money faster this way," Sherlock thought to himself while playing with a huge ruby.

After Sherlock put all of Duncan's personal property into the mirror space, he first covered his body with a large cloak, and then walked out of the villa, where he was greeted by hundreds of fully equipped marines.

After looking at the serial numbers on the navy uniforms, Sherlock pushed up his glasses without any trace, and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Fourth Division number."

Sherlock's expression remained unchanged. He had long noticed the problem with the key from the change in Duncan's expression, so he deliberately opened the treasure house in the wrong way in order to lure the snake out of its hole.

A navy leader wearing a navy cloak saw a very suspicious cloaked man, so he took a step forward and said loudly:

"People in front, listen, you are surrounded by us. Put down your weapon immediately and squat down with your head in your hands, otherwise we will shoot."

The navy also cooperated by raising their muskets, loading and aiming.

Sherlock was not afraid of being pointed at by hundreds of muskets. He tightened his cloak and walked forward calmly.

The dark figure blended into the dark night, and the distance between the two parties gradually came closer.

The air seemed to gradually become solid, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

"Don't leave anymore, or we'll shoot," the navy leader yelled, feeling inexplicably uneasy in his heart.

Sherlock's pace remained the same, unhurried and unhurried.

"Gu~" Several marines who felt a little uneasy swallowed, and the palms of their hands holding the guns were covered with fine sweat.

"Shoot!" the navy leader ordered.

"Bang bang bang" the navy began to fire, but what followed was their screams and the sound of muskets exploding and boring, one after another.

After turning on mirror reflection, although it consumes a lot of physical energy, unless the attack intensity exceeds the upper limit of reflection, Sherlock is invincible. All attacks against him are like light encountering a mirror, where it comes from and where it returns.

"Stop shooting, stop shooting," the navy leader shouted hurriedly.

"The opponent is a Devil Fruit user, so shooting has no effect, let's engage in hand-to-hand combat."

"Hand-to-hand combat is okay. Now that you've finished shooting, it's my turn."

Sherlock took out the exquisite pistol again and copied it with a mirror image. He held the gun in both hands and his entire figure gradually disappeared in the moonlight.The navy who charged halfway with their swords were horrified.

The moon is like a broken sword, and the wind is like a howling wolf.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night.