Pirate's Strongest Emperor Deputy Mr3

The climate in the New World sea area is strange and changeable. One second the sky is clear, and the next second there may be terrifying thunderstorms.

Under the deep dark clouds of lightning and thunder, a huge naval warship was driving in the waves, and the speed of the forward was still stable despite the continuous beating of the violent storm.

Right in front of the navy warship's pursuit route, there is a pirate ship that is very small in comparison.

"Lieutenant General! The pirate ship that Hawkeye boarded turned around and came towards us. Come on, it's not only Hawkeye, but also Bai II and Bucky the Clown!!"

On the observation deck of the warship, the frightened young sailor trembled for a while.

Looking through the monocular telescope he held in his hand, he saw three figures of different physiques standing proudly on a small pirate ship in the distance.

Standing on the left is Edward Weeble, who is holding a black sword and looking silly;

Standing on the right is Hawkeye Mihawk with a black cross on his back and sharp pupils like an eagle;

And standing in the middle, the body is completely supported by the inflated red robe, and the clown's face is full of arrogant and arrogant Bucky!

The moment the young sailor looked through the lens of the monocular and looked at the pair of eyes that exuded terrifying and murderous light, he was so frightened that he trembled all over, and the monocular in his hand fell to the ground with a "thump".

"Huh? Aren't these two Shichibukai being pursued by other navies? Why are they all mixed up together?"

Standing on the deck of the warship is the Vice Admiral of the Navy branch wearing a cloak of justice, known as Jacks the Fist (original).

"Lieutenant General, how about we retreat first? If we follow them, follow them..."

Before the sailor could finish speaking, Lieutenant General Jakes swung a big fist and scolded: "We have a secret weapon SSG, what's there to be afraid of?"

"The rule of this world is that the navy catches pirates, how can there be a navy that is chased by pirates in turn?"

"Who do you think Lao Tzu is? Speed ​​up and pull the boat over for me!"

With the order of the Vice Admiral, a fierce battle is about to break out in this turbulent sea!

……

On the other side, the three-pillar roundabout.

On the empty street on the east side of City C, Mr3 stood side by side with Hancock and Aiyasha, quietly waiting for Crocodile's arrival.

"Brother 3, will that Crocodile really come over as promised?" Aiyasha, who was wearing a black wallet, couldn't help but ask.

Putting aside the fact that he was injured in yesterday's battle, the current combat effectiveness of the Crocodile camp is far weaker than theirs.

(In her opinion, the strength of the idol Mr3 is not weaker than that of Crocodile)

A smart person would definitely want to run away, so why would he take the initiative to send someone to his door?

"It may be hard to tell for other people, but that man will definitely come." Mr3 replied calmly.

With Lao Sha's arrogant and unrestrained temper, it is absolutely impossible to escape with his tail between his tails before he is completely beaten!

That's not how he should behave.

"Oh." Aiyasha nodded heavily.

Although she doesn’t know much about Crocodile, the third brother said so, so it’s definitely not wrong!

At this moment, the end of the street set off a billowing yellow sand.

In this dusty sky, two figures walked slowly, showing their wild and unruly faces.

It was Crocodile and Daz Bowness in black suits!

Perhaps it was because he knew that low-end combat power could not play any role in the face of Hancock, who possessed a domineering look, so Crocodile did not bring many of the younger brothers stationed on the three-pillar ring island.

"Hey, Lao Sha, your hair is neatly combed today."

Mr3 said hello to Crocodile who was approaching.

This outlet is full of shrimp and pig hearts, poking at Crocodile's sore spot.

Crocodile was wearing a brown coat that blew in the wind behind his back, and as always held a large cigar to his mouth.

As the smoke rings puff out, the unique handsomeness and charm of the Sand Crocodile are demonstrated all the time.

Of course, the premise is not to deliberately ponder the...high-heeled shoe prints that still remain on his side face.

"In two years, your strength has not improved much, but your courage and eloquence have changed a lot, Mr3."

Crocodile was smoking the cigar in his mouth leisurely, unaffected by Mr3's words.

"Why, do you still want to hide behind this woman, Hancock, to fight the so-called 'decisive battle' today?"

In the end, it was the old fried dough sticks in the new world, and he sneered at Mr3.

Mr3 snorted coldly.

This kind of low-level taunt might be useful to those fools who are prone to rushing blood, but for him with a thick skin, it doesn't hurt or itch!

Just as he was about to speak, unexpectedly, an angry roar suddenly sounded next to him.

"You bastard, what the hell are you talking about? How dare you say that Brother 3 is still alive?!"

Aiyasha drew her sword angrily, ready to rush forward and chop Crocodile.

Mr3 raised his hand to cover his face and sighed heavily: Well, there are really hot-blooded idiots here...

"Calm down, Ayassa."

After reaching out to stop Aiyasha, he slowly raised his head and looked at Crocodile, who was biting a cigar and looked calm.

"Old Sha, you were injured in yesterday's battle. Now, you are only 60-70% of your peak strength at most. Why do you still have to accept the decisive battle?"

Hearing this, Crocodile was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"So what? If I am forced to surrender to power just because of this insignificant thing, what kind of man am I then?!"

What he said on the surface was sonorous and powerful, but what he wanted to say most in his inner monologue was, "Fuck your mother, if I don't accept it, you won't do it"? !

Now that the words have been said, Mr3 is not going to waste any more words.

Under the goggles, the fighting spirit gradually burning in the depths of his eyes directly ignited the figure 3 hairstyle on his head!

"As expected of the president I admire, this courage is truly overbearing. Then in response, this time, I will go all out without reservation!"

"Come on! Hancock will never interfere before one of us falls. I guarantee it with Mr.3's name on the line!"

hum!

As Mr3 took a heavy step, overwhelming fluid candles poured out crazily, instantly covering an area of ​​fifty meters in radius!

"The field unfolds, the candle..."

"Purgatory!"