One Piece Black Emperor

The total length of this silver-white weapon is nearly 7 centimeters. The 05 caliber ammunition and the bullet exit speed of more than meters per second give it huge destructive power. Although it has excessive recoil and insufficient adaptability to complex environments class shortcomings, but how famous this weapon is in another world is why Casillas chose it.

In his inherent impression, he thought that even if this thing was not as powerful as ak, it was definitely a good choice.

The customer suddenly pulled out something that looked like a gun and pointed it at the boss. Naturally, others noticed it. First, a drunk man shouted, "Someone is making trouble! Is anyone else in charge? Don't delay my drinking!"

Finally, even people who hadn't noticed what was going on before were aware of it.

Then some guys who were still awake immediately rolled and crawled out. Forgetting the usual fights with knives, being able to use guns was obviously not a problem. Survival was still more important.

Before that, several figures had already emerged from various corners, including two guys standing guard at the door. They reached for their waists with silent expressions, pulled out knives or muskets, and waited for their boss's instructions. They might pounce on them at the next moment, or aim and shoot.

At this time, a few strands of cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the one-eyed man who was pointed at the black hole with a gun.

The young man in black in front of him was obviously not a good person, and the look in his eyes told him that as long as he made the slightest move, a bullet would penetrate his body.

Most likely it's the head.

"I suggest you tell your men to calm down, or do you want to take a gamble and see if I pull the trigger first or if your men kill me first?"

Casillas still had a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold and calm.

As he spoke, he picked up the glass of orange juice and took a sip.

"To be honest, your orange juice must be cheap. Not only is it mixed with water, but it's probably also squeezed with a lot of skin."

"Well, it's better than nothing."

The one-eyed man could see that the opponent's finger on the trigger had been contracting slowly, although it was not obvious.

The next second, the middle-aged man with a stubble on his chin raised his hand and gestured to the people gathered around him not to act rashly for the time being.

After doing this, he looked at Casillas:

"What exactly do you want to do?"

The scene was silent for a long time. There were only a few people left in the bar without a sign, and Hawke, who was behind Casillas, had been in a state of confusion from the moment the opponent took out the Desert Eagle.

"Actually, it's nothing," Casillas said lightly, "Although it's a bit embarrassing to explain my purpose to a sidekick who is destined not to have a name, but I'll just do it."

With that said, he finally put down the silver Desert Eagle in his right hand and took out a pack of cigarettes.

Skillfully popping one out and holding it in his mouth, Casillas flicked open the cap of the silver lighter and lit his cigarette.

{}/ He has seen and used short-barreled firecrackers, but they have many shortcomings compared to the half-meter-long barrel in his hand. The most important thing is that they are too powerful and the range is too short.

This thing looks very beautiful, and it has an indescribably tough and sturdy feel, but with such a short barrel, how can the bullet have much power?

With this thought in his mind, he took two steps closer and suddenly realized something was wrong.

Looking down and taking a closer look, the man took a deep breath.

This silver gun has actually sunk deeply into the hard wood of the counter, and there is no trace of wood grain cracking on the surrounding counter surface.

What kind of strength is this? Still human? And just having strength isn’t enough, right?

……

At this time, Casillas, who was not far away, put out his cigarette butt and was playing with a silver lighter in his hand.

The rectangular lighter is metallic silver-white, with black lines engraved on one side, forming a lifelike skull. What’s weird is that there is a hat on the skull. Although the color cannot be seen, the appearance It should be in the style of a straw hat.

Hawke's eyes were fixed on the lighter.