Pirates: Invincible at the beginning

"Hey...is it coming next?"

Arlo saw the scene on the white horse statue in the distance through the scope, and a trace of surprise flashed on his face.

Although he didn't use Armed Haki, the bullets he fired through the Hades now were beyond the reach of ordinary people!

You must know that the bounty hunter who was arrogant and wanted to take their heads was said to have captured people with hundreds of millions of bounties on their heads. However, with a simple shot from him, he sank the whole person and the boat into the sea.

"It seems like this guy really has his wits about him!"

He supported the dog, held the handle of the gun with his right hand again, and tightened the wrench with his index finger.

Then a black armed domineering energy flowed through his hand, into the barrel of the Hell Dog, and wrapped around a bullet.

"Let's see how you block it this time."

Through the scope, he looked at the guy dressed like an aristocrat on the white horse statue at the bow of the sailboat in front, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Okay, Arlo, let that guy come over! That guy is a very interesting guy! He's boring anyway, so let him come over and play."

Just when he was about to pull the trigger and kill Cavendish, Sorata's voice came from below.

A Luo made a move, and the hostility in his body disappeared instantly.

He turned his eyes away from the camera, put down the Hades, and stared at the sea in the distance.

"Good luck to you."

As he spoke, he inserted the Hades into his waist, and then went to furl the sail.

Since you want that guy to come over, then wait for him here!After all, it wasn't that far away. Judging from Sorata's appearance, he seemed to be playing tricks with this guy.

They are bored anyway, so just treat it as a show!

Cavendish on the back of the white horse statue, when Arlo really pointed the gun at him, he suddenly felt cold all over, and the hairs on his body suddenly stood up.

"A feeling of extreme danger."

He had only felt this feeling in the new world.

Ever since he was expelled from the country and wandered all over the world, even the navy had never given him this feeling before he came to the Grand Line.

He held Durandal's sword hilt tightly and stared solemnly at the Liberty in front of him.

"what!"

At this moment, the danger suddenly disappeared, and he stared ahead with confusion on his face.

When he saw the Liberty with its sails furled and slowly gliding towards this side, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes.

The other party asked him to go there with confidence and boldness.

He stood on the back of the white horse, frowning, and the anger flashed across his face.

"Do you look down on me so much?"

The feeling of Arlo pointing at him earlier made him feel dangerous, but it was not fatal.

"What makes you confident enough to greet me in this way?"

Ding--!

He stood upright on the back of the white horse statue, sheathed his sword, faced the sea breeze, stepped on the waves, and stared at the approaching Liberty, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Silver hair...your reputation belongs to me."

After a while, the two ships met in the undulations of the waves.

Compared to Cavendish's ship, the Liberty is naturally small.

So Cavendish, standing on the back of the white horse statue, looked down with a sense of pride.

He looked down and glanced at Arlo first. It was this guy who made him feel the danger earlier. He must be the sniper of the silver-haired group!

But his eyes didn't stay on Arlo for too long. He didn't look at the others, but looked directly at Sorata.

It was this guy who stole the headlines from him as soon as he showed up.

"Yes! He is indeed more handsome, but he is still a little worse than this young master."

When he actually met Sorata, he was still somewhat surprised by Sorata's appearance, but with this guy's narcissistic character, how could he admit that his appearance was not as good as Sorata's.

So this guy took out a rose from nowhere, held it in his mouth, stood on the back of the white horse, and struck a pose.

"Ok!"

Sorata looked up at Cavendish, looking coquettish under the sunlight, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He raised his head and took a sip of wine, then asked Cavendish: "Hey! Blonde slut, how long are you going to stand? Aren't you coming to take my head?"

"What are you doing standing there all this time?"

"Are you mad?"

"Uh!"

Cavendish struck a handsome pose and froze in place.

He saw two beauties on the other side's boat, and wanted to compete with Sorata to see who was more handsome, but he didn't expect Sorata to complain like this.

His stiff body quickly recovered, and he looked down at Sorata and laughed wildly like a normal person: "Hahahahaha!! I think you must have heard of my young master's name!"

"My young master..."

"Have not heard."

Before he could continue, Sorata interrupted him loudly.

The smile on his face quickly disappeared at a speed invisible to the naked eye. He lowered his head and stared at Sorata, his face full of disbelief.

"You, you...you haven't heard of me?"

He bent over, stared down, and couldn't help but point at himself.

"Ok!"

Sorata nodded, raised his head and took a sip of wine, then put down the wine gourd, tilted his head and looked at Cavendish, "Who are you! Are you famous?"

"Uh!"

Sorata's words left Cavendish speechless. He has indeed become famous in the past few months, but it also depends on who he compares with. Compared with the guy below, he is just a little shrimp.

"never mind."

Sorata waved his hand towards Cavendish, looking arrogant.

"No matter who you are, I don't need to know. No matter how famous you are, you can't be as famous as me, haha!!"

"You guy."

"What? Am I wrong?"

Sorata glanced at Cavendish contemptuously, "Are you as famous as me?"

"You guy..."

Cavendish was completely angered by Sorata's contempt. Veins appeared on his forehead. He took the rose from his mouth with his left hand, crushed it, and then held Durandal's sword hilt with his right hand.

He didn't want to wait any longer, he wanted this silver-haired guy to die immediately.

If it was a few months ago, Cavendish might not have had the courage to face Sorata directly.

Because Sorata had just gone to sea a few months ago, his whole body was like a newly minted divine sword, full of edge. As long as his perception was not too slow, he could feel the dangerous aura on his body.

But now it is different.

After absorbing hundreds of years of fighting experience between the two giants in the small garden, Sorata has become able to control power freely.

As long as he is not a strong man of the same level, or a person with particularly strong senses, it will be difficult to sense excess aura on his body if he does not actively expose his aura.

I can only feel that he is just an ordinary person.

Um!The aura of ordinary people is actually the most extraordinary, because no one would really regard Sorata as an ordinary person. Anyone with some brains would know that this is the use of power and a return to nature.

Of course, except for those who don't know Sorata, and those who are overconfident in themselves.

Just like Cavendish.

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