Pirate: This gunman is quite fierce

The young man who kept making strange noises with a crooked mouth is Darrow's next opponent.

Dragon Roar Fist - Longgor.

Darrow didn't know whether the dragon roared or not, but he laughed. He didn't know what was going on. Longgor's odds were also very outrageous.

Although he knew that Longgor was popular, he was not a favorite to win the championship. How could he have an odds of 1.5? Darrow couldn't figure it out, so he went all-in again.

The money was stuffed in Darrow's mouth, so how could he not accept it?

"Longol, Longol, the living dragon!"

"Longol, kill the opponent violently."

Even the two women who had fought a great battle for Longol before, Bullfrog Dot and Bad Woman, were cheering for Longol in the audience.

Countless crazy men and women waved their unique dragon-shaped ribbons to cheer for this popular player, and this young man with a ridiculously crooked mouth also gave face to his fans and clapped his hands around the audience and supporters before returning to the duel venue.

Daro was stunned, but there was no time for Daro to be surprised. Soon, the referee began to count down, and then the opening bell rang.

The game began.

Daro didn't care whether you were a popular player or not, and took the lead in launching an attack, approaching Longol's left side with a [Flash Step].

But Longol reacted.

"Wuhu~"

Longol threw a heavy left hook, which frightened Darrow. How could this guy's boxing skills be so weird? When he swung, it actually made a strange sound of breaking through the air.

Wuhu Wuhu, this is too creepy.

Seeing that Darrow was momentarily absent-minded, Longol seized the opportunity and punched with his right hand. With another strange cry, his fist went straight to Darrow's waist and abdomen.

Fortunately, Darrow reacted quickly and raised his legs to block. The punch and the leg collided, causing both of them to step back a few steps.

"What a force!" Longol shook his hand that was hurt by the shock and said in shock.

But it's normal. Darrow's leg strength is the result of years of training. It can be said that it is the only reliance of Darrow to get close. Most people can't really take it.

This round of probing just now made Longol withdraw his contempt and plan to directly show his strongest state to face Darrow.

[Brutal Killing Style]

Longol opened his hands slightly and then clenched them tightly. His bones were rubbed and cracked. His hands began to swing constantly, making it impossible to see the trajectory of his punches.

Even while swinging, he would make that strange sound, making it impossible to concentrate.

"Wuhu!~"

Suddenly, Longol's left hand swung at Darrow at an angle that no one could have expected.

Don't tell me, if it was a normal player, it might really fall into his trap, but is Darrow a normal person?

Obviously not.

In the eyes of Darrow, who has the ability to see and hear, Longol's movements are as conspicuous as lanterns in the middle of the night.

Taking advantage of the fist, Darrow raised his hand and pushed Longol to the side. Then he squatted down, accumulated a little strength, and kicked, hitting the bull's eye.

Who is the bull's eye? The bull's eye is Longol. Longol was kicked directly by this kick, and his body was directly twisted.

"Don't underestimate me, Longgor!"

Longgor's veins bulged, and he held the blow with his chest. At the same time, he held Darrow's legs with his right hand, and punched Darrow with his other hand.

Darrow was hit by a punch and flew out, falling to the other side of the duel field.

"Sure enough, opponents in the regular season can't be underestimated."

Darrow patted his windbreaker, dusted off his body, climbed up from the ground, took the revolver from his belt, and walked to a position ten meters away from Longgor.

"This guy is a gunman!" Longgor said in shock.

He couldn't imagine that the man who had just fought with him was actually a gunman. Isn't it said that gunmen are not good at close combat?

Originally, Darrow didn't want to use his gun skills and fruit ability in the game, but after watching Tim's game, Darrow changed his mind. He also wanted to try whether he could integrate shooting skills into his own battle.

Darrow pulled out the magazine with special bullets and then pressed the magazine with ordinary bullets in.

Darrow didn't want to use special bullets for a simple reason. He didn't want to be exposed in public.

After all, there are a few guys from the CP organization outside who are eyeing his own abilities.

Another reason is that it is unnecessary. This Longor is not a treacherous person. The bullet is too powerful and it will not be good if the flesh and blood are scattered everywhere.

Like Tim, Darrow started dual-wielding the revolver, raised the gun tip and aimed at Longor, and then pulled the trigger six times with both hands in an instant. Twelve bullets flew out almost at the same time, pulling out beautiful lines. gun line.

Seeing the barrage of twelve bullets flying towards him, Longor's scalp went numb, and his feet began to cross and jump constantly, trying to avoid this round of bullets by running irregularly.

But, is it useful?

Darrow has a rare eye for seeing and seeing. As long as Darrow is willing, he doesn't even need to form a barrage with twelve bullets. He can just fire twelve bullets at one location. It is impossible for Longor to avoid being locked. But not Darrow.

As for the reason.

"It's so hard to figure out how to keep people from dying," Darrow complained.

So, despite Darrow's calculations, only two bullets hit Longor. What's more, these two bullets happened to hit Longor's two knee joints.

It can make him lose the ability to fight, but it will not cause huge damage to him.

The other ten bullets landed at Longor's feet.

Ten bullets, one bullet hole.

"Victor, Darrow," the referee announced loudly.

The game ended with Longor admitting defeat.

"Darrow? It's really interesting. I hope I have the opportunity to play against you." On the preparation stage, Tim said as he watched Darrow exit the player tunnel.

He had naturally seen the scene just now, and he knew very well how difficult it was. As a man who tirelessly pursues the peak of shooting skills, how could he not go crazy when he saw this artistic shooting technique?

On the other hand, Darrow didn't have so many tricks up his sleeve, and he wasn't even happy that he had perfectly "reproduced" Tim's Twelve Stars.

Because now his mind is filled with his own little money.

"Sannyruo, how much money do I have now?" Darrow hurriedly pushed open Sanniruo's private room and asked straightforwardly to Sunnyruo in the private room.

If Darrow guessed correctly, he would hear a very exciting number in the next second.

Sure enough, Sonny Ruo did not disappoint him. After swallowing, he said in a shocked tone.

"About 100 million...180 million."

The game is still going on in full swing, but many people have already decided to withdraw.

"Are you leaving? Roger."

"Well, let's go. The weather is going to change. Let's go back to the tavern and have a drink." Roger pointed to the sky and said meaningfully.

"Changing the sky? I don't think it's going well today?" Jabba said doubtfully.

The next second, a huge dark cloud floated over.

random.

Heavy raindrops poured down.