Dragon Slayer of Pirate World

Wash the fruit

purify the mind

Leiter was indeed surprised and slightly intimidated when he first heard about this ability.

Lieutenant General Ahe is certainly not simple.

Don Quixote Doflamingo, one of the current Shichibukai, was also chased around the world by this female lieutenant general in the early days of his business. Could it be that he was afraid that Ahe would wash away his sinful soul and turn him into a good guy

Of course Leiter knows that he is definitely not a person who is dedicated to serving the world government and the navy. He has his own little calculations in his two lives. If this thought is purged by Ahe, will he lose his ideals? will become a puppet of the navy

But he quickly calmed down and shook his head with a smile:

"Commander, please stop joking. If you really have such ability, you only need to use your ability against those notorious pirates. This sea will be calm from now on."

Hearing his answer, not only Ahe himself, but also several major generals laughed.

"Yeah, if I can really develop the Devil Fruit to this point, I'm afraid there won't even be a need for the navy."

Ahe rubbed his eyebrows, sighed with some emotion, signed his name on the document, and then pushed it to Zefa.

As the person with the highest status present, Zefa was of course responsible for the ending.

"As your instructor, I have only one question, Leiter."

Zefa, who had rarely spoken during the previous deliberations, took off his sunglasses and said in a deep voice:

"I have seen your resume and achievements. In your less than one year of naval experience, you have wiped out nearly 60 pirate groups, with a total bounty of more than 2 million berries, and more than 5000 pirates have died at your hands. Thousands of people, and barely one of them is alive, right?”

Leiter nodded slowly:

"That's right, except for letting some pirates go because of lack of ability at first, my attitude towards pirates is that I would rather waste my life than indulge in it."

Of course he knew that in addition to "Black Wrist", Zefa also had another famous nickname:

"do not kill"

In the Navy Headquarters, there is information circulating that Zefa had never killed a pirate before he was 42 years old.

Although Leiter didn't know how to eliminate the pirates without killing people, it was impossible to put all the minions into prison for rehabilitation, but everyone said so.

Even after the age of 42, because his wife and son were killed by pirates, Zefa developed an incomparable hatred for pirates, but at least in Leiter's perception, this instructor was still not the kind of person who didn't care about the reason. , the type of killing spree.

At this stage of time, Zefa's belief in his heart has not completely collapsed. He still persists in his pursuit of justice and the navy.

"I know the instructor's beliefs, and with all due respect, I not only cannot understand it, but I will not accept it."

Leiter did not shy away. He looked directly into Zefa's eyes and said slowly:

"In this era, it is much harder to find a person with clean hands and no blood among pirates than to find a person with a clean body in Fengyue Street. Instead of hoping that these pirates will change their ways, it is better to It’s better to let them start a new life in their next life.”

His views were the mainstream voice in this era, because the crimes of pirates did not need to be explained at all.

The sparks on the cigar suddenly became a little brighter, and Zefa spit out a stream of smoke from his mouth:

"I won't ask you to implement your belief in not killing, Leiter, but I hope you can stick to the justice in your heart and don't let excessive killing blind your eyes."

The corners of Leiter's mouth curled up silently:

"Teacher Zefa, I remember."

Zefa blew out another smoke ring, then lowered his head and signed his name on the document.

There was never anything cunning or cunning about Leiter's eyes, his eyes were always clear and firm.

Because his belief is stronger than anyone else.

Because he knew from the beginning:

The root of the world's inability to truly settle down has never been the pirates.

His opponent is of course not a mere pirate.

"boom"

On the empty Malinfando Street, a sharp gunshot suddenly rang out.

A ray of silver light, almost invisible to the naked eye, flew straight towards Leiter, who had just walked out of the headquarters building.

"Beware of Leiter"

Before the soldiers guarding the area could shout out the fifth word, they heard the sharp sound of a bullet piercing the air.

"call out"

"Naughty"

Bullets shot at speeds dozens of times faster than the speed of sound, even with Leiter's domineering power and paper drawing skills, he was not 100% sure that he could perfectly dodge them in the blink of an eye, so he decided to maintain his cool and calm image. .

He confidently stretched out his right hand and made a V-sign for victory with his index and middle fingers.

Of course he knew who was attacking him. This was a common training method between him and Larson.

Even if he doesn't use iron skills, his current physical fitness is enough to withstand ordinary bullets.

Of course, the bullets fired by Larson with the help of the jet shell on the sky island are much stronger than ordinary bullets in terms of speed and power, but they will not cause fatal damage to Leiter, so he has the confidence to stretch out his hands. , preparing to use two fingers to catch the bullet flying towards him at high speed.

But the next second passed, and his fingers only held a ball of air.

"boom"

The silver bullet hit his chest solidly, and the real pain immediately spread throughout his body.

But that's about it.

"Larson, you have become stronger too. You hit me so much."

Leiter looked down at his chest and couldn't help but shake his head.

Even though it had extremely powerful kinetic energy, it only stopped on the surface of his skin and fell to the ground helplessly.

"I really admire you this time"

Larson's voice came down from a certain high tower, and then he appeared in front of Leiter on moon steps:

"This is my most powerful blow, and it didn't even penetrate your clothes."

Perhaps it was because of the domineering force of the sight, Leiter was keenly aware that his entire shoulder was a little stiff, apparently numbed by the terrible recoil of the sniper rifle.

Larson, who has always been optimistic, rarely showed a hint of disappointment, because Leiter obviously withstood his full blow without even using the skill of the iron block.

Leiter smiled and patted his numb shoulder, comforting him:

"Although the power is not enough, the speed is very terrifying. If one day you can wrap the bullet with armed Haki, I am afraid that even the general will not be able to ignore such a full blow like yours."

Larson's mood was only depressed for a moment, but he quickly cheered up, and he also asked his question keenly:

"Boss, what you said seems wrong. As a navy, why should I fight the general? We should fight the Yonko and the Shichibukai, right?"

Leiter touched his nose and laughed a little awkwardly:

"I just said it casually, haha, haha, hahaha."

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