In the world of pirates, you are crazy and yelling at others

The shiny green hair is very eye-catching.

Katakuri frowned and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The dress highlighted her graceful curves, and he couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

After Alaya finished speaking, her dark pupils were covered with scarlet blood. She whipped the chain sword in her hand and stood up to attack very quickly.

Katakuri didn't indulge in that charming dress. He knew who it was without anyone identifying him. He was the owner of the dessert shop whose employees he had robbed. He thought she was some strong old woman, but he didn't. Think of just a little woman.

She is like a lotus leaf showing its buds, graceful and fresh.

But it's a bit more ruthless than a rose with thorns.

The chain sword "stabbed" was suddenly covered with a layer of black and red Qi, and became furious.

Katakuri's expression was slightly condensed. The trident hidden in his wrist was wrapped in fluid and spit out into his hand. He waved the halberd with both hands, twisted the chain sword around the trident, and pulled hard.

The saw teeth hook together and the chain sword stretches straight.

Elleya turned over and landed on the ground. Her hands were much stronger and she gripped the hilt of the sword tightly.

She was fast, but his reactions were also fast.

"Haha~ It is indeed BIGMOM's number one combat force." She chuckled, her somewhat relaxed expression turned stern, and the chain sword automatically unwrapped itself as soon as she pulled her hand, and returned to her side.

It doesn't work to confront the hard with the soft, so we can only go head-to-head with the hard.

Don't ask, just ask because she is being honest.

The fingers of his left hand flexibly rotated the hilt of the sword, and with a flick of his wrist, the serrations of the chain sword retracted and hooked together to form a straight-edged sword.

The advantage of the chain sword is that it can be used as a whip or a sword, and the form is not single.

Seeing how strange her weapon was, Katakuri was surprised at first and raised his trident.

Even though he was worried about the safety of his younger brothers, sisters and subordinates at this moment, he still had to solve the immediate trouble.

A strong wind blew from the sea, instantly blowing away the thick smoke from the ruined ship. The two men's hair moved slightly as they stared at each other.

Alaya didn't move, her eyebrows furrowed seemed to be worrying about something.

After a while, the worries disappeared.

She held the sword in one hand, straightened her back with her archer, raised the corner of her mouth and shouted: "Tornado——"

Her fingers were extremely nimble, and the sword in her hand danced in various patterns. As the swing speed increased, along the trajectory, a vortex began to rise with her as the center, growing taller from the ground. She tapped her feet and rushed towards Katakuri.

"Destroy the parking lot!"

A cool and slightly royal voice came along with the sound of the wind.

Katakuri was suddenly distracted by the name of her move.

What a weird name!

He had just been expecting this person to bring him a little surprise.

Now completely disrupted.

After taking two steps back, the strong wind was accompanied by a "crackling" sound, swallowing up the broken wood chips. The tornado became higher and higher, almost connecting to the sky.

"Clang——"

Katakuri pressed the trident in his hand, sparks flying.

The outer layer of the tornado carries an explosive and destructive force, which is unstoppable.

The person in the center of the vortex kept changing her hand movements, and a sword was danced into a rope by her, so fast that even the afterimage could not be seen clearly.

mad!

It’s so tiring to shake this flower!

Eller turned her hand so that her wrist felt a little sore. Every time the blade fell, it was caught by the harpoon. How to play this!

"call out."

In the strong wind, the blade decomposed into a jagged chain, heading straight towards Katakuri's face. He was about to use the trident to touch it, when the wind suddenly stopped, a hand filled with black energy grasped his weapon, and the chain sword moved toward him. Crowd behind him.

His back!

Katakuri's eyes turned cold in an instant, and he dropped the weapon on his own initiative. Instead, he covered his armed haki with both hands, grabbed the middle part of the chain sword, and pulled hard.

Having lost all her strength, Alaya was pulled forward by him and fell forward, her steps fluctuating.

"Hey, hey, why did you let go?" Alaya laughed and threw his trident far away, holding the hilt of his sword tightly in his hand.

He wanted to fight in close combat, and she got what he wanted.

The woman had no intention of stopping and rushed towards Katakuri, spreading her arms as if "that's it".

Katakuri couldn't tell what she was going to do now.

I can't see what she is thinking.

What's next for her?

How does he defend and fight back?

Come on, come on, reveal your thoughts...

Katakuri looked at the woman flying over, his eyes darkening.

He relied heavily on his domineering ability to predict the future. He captured all the woman's previous movements and thoughts, and this time he didn't say anything at all...

"Catch me, I'm afraid of falling~"

The clear and charming voice first reached his ears, and then, the soft body hit him directly. No matter how hard he concentrated, he didn't expect it.

This woman had no intention of continuing to fight with him!

She really messed up!

He did not catch the thought of falling down, and was guided by her words to make other actions subconsciously.

"Dang" the chain sword was released by two people at the same time.

Katakuri didn't know when a small waist appeared in his hands. When it bumped into the petite body in his arms, his body instantly stiffened and he lost consciousness.

"Oh my, you are still so obedient, good boy." Elleya stood still comfortably and nodded with great satisfaction, praising him.

As early as when she bumped into him, this man couldn't help but catch her with his hands.

She lifted up her slit skirt, reached out to touch the handcuffs hanging on her thighs, and held the palm holding her waist with one hand. She looked up at him with slightly narrowed eyes, her starry eyes twinkling, "Do you mind?" Do you mind interlocking with me?"

A very seductive voice sounded.

Katakuri prides himself on always being calm and composed, but today is the first time someone has let him break his guard like this.

When he came back to his senses, a warning of danger suddenly flashed in his mind, but even faster, the slightly cold fingers penetrated into his hot and moist palm, passing through the gaps between his fingers, causing his concentration to break again.

Today, he is destined to fall into her hands.

The next second he made his judgment, the "Kata" handcuffs were locked.

Katakuri suddenly felt a little weak.

Not just physically, but mentally as well.

This woman seems to be able to perfectly restrain his lust.

"There's no way to escape."

Elleya mocked mercilessly, her wrists were also handcuffed, and the key had been thrown away by her.

"Keep it safe for me, Brother Ma."

Katakuri was locked by her, and her fruit ability could not be used. Even if she had domineering power, it was still useless. Who would have thought that she also had sea stone handcuffs hidden on her body.

Marco, who had been watching silently, finally emerged from behind the smoke, put the keys in his shirt pocket, looked at the clasped hands, and raised his eyebrows.

"Your sacrifice is a bit big, dear sister."

He couldn't understand what she was trying to do, was it part of a way to catch the enemy?

It's too ambiguous...