Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

Blood splattered.

Big Bear stumbled back, his face pale.

There was a burning pain in his palm, which was the most painful injury he had ever experienced since he obtained the Meat Ball Fruit!

"Go!"

"Control the prisoner!"

"He's already injured!"

"..."

At this time, the World Government soldiers and CP members present also drew their weapons and rushed towards him.

In fact, the moment Bartholomew Bear appeared, these cruelly trained killing machines controlled Ginny without hesitation.

Under the aim of those cold guns, Ginny, who was injured and shackled, was simply a vulnerable live target. Big Bear had no possibility of sending the former away first.

One after another, cold figures flashed, and the Navy Six-style high-speed mobile skill "Shave" was performed in their hands, which was simply perfect.

Big Bear gritted his teeth, and at the moment his body sank down, he took a sumo-like starting position, and slapped his hands as fast as a phantom.

"Push the pressure gun!"

The bloody bear paw turned into a residual image, and slapped countless bear paw-shaped compression shock waves in the air, instantly penetrating the bodies of these people.

As if their internal organs were penetrated by some invisible force, the CP agents groaned at the same time, their bodies flew backwards, and blood flowed out of their mouths.

However, at this moment, the pressing murderous intent was approaching infinitely behind them again.

The bear's scalp was horrified, and he turned around and slapped without even looking.

"Bear paw·Impact!"

The bear paw-shaped shock wave suddenly rose, violently collided with the Western sword that was slashed in the air, and a shocking air wave broke out.

Boom! !

A huge explosion was derived, and in the twisted flames and black smoke, the figure of Big Bear flew backwards, and his feet plowed a groove hundreds of meters long on the ground.

"I won't give you a chance to rescue people."

The figure of Saint Michael was like a silver-white light. In the blink of an eye, he emerged from the thick smoke and approached the top of the big bear's head. He sneered and slashed with a sword.

The bear's eyes were full of hideous bloodshot, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Swish!!

The silver-white sword light flashed across the earth, almost spanning half of the island, tearing a huge sword mark while cutting the sea surface in the distance!

The crack that was several kilometers long appeared on the sea surface as smooth as a mirror, causing the sea water to flow back and make a deafening roar.

The sneer at the corner of Saint Michael's mouth became more and more intense. Almost at the same time when the bear disappeared by teleportation, his figure also moved at high speed.

The next moment——

Clang!!

At a distance of ten meters from Ginny, the figure of the bear was suddenly forced out by a cold sword light.

The silver-haired Celestial Dragon appeared silently, as mysterious as a ghost, and attacked the big bear with a rapier.

"The teleportation speed of the meat ball fruit is indeed very fast, but in this case, your motives are too easy to predict."

Looking at the bear who was retreating step by step and had more and more blood wounds on his body, Michael Saint kept swinging his sword, with a strange red light flashing in the depths of his eyes, and smiled carelessly.

His eyes revealed a contemptuous look, as if everything in front of him was just a game in his spare time.

"Sometimes I really can't figure out whether humans are naive or stupid?"

"Knowing that coming to rescue people is likely to be in danger, they still choose to die."

While speaking, he jokingly glanced at Ginny who was trying to struggle from the World Government guards.

"Of course, the real despair is not death."

Facing the ridicule and teasing of the Celestial Dragons, Xiong just remained silent, and the frequency of teleportation using the meat ball fruit kept increasing, and the blood on his face became less and less.

His figure kept flickering, trying to break through the blockade of the Celestial Dragons and approach Ginny's position.

However, every attempt of his ended in failure.

Every teleportation path was accurately predicted and intercepted by the sloppy and lazy Celestial Dragon in front of him.

This fell into the eyes of other people present, and only saw two phantoms, one black and one white, constantly flickering on the ground and in the air.

Bartholomew Xiong's figure seemed to deliberately "collide" with the slender Western sword. Every impact he launched brought a deep or shallow wound to his body.

In less than twenty seconds, the surface of his body was covered with wounds, like a bloody man.

Gradually, Xiong's eyes turned red.

At a certain moment, Michael suddenly sighed.

"So you are stupid after all, human insects..."

"I thought there would be other people besides you."

"Now it seems that you just got carried away and choseChoose someone to die."

He continued to swing the sword with one hand, suppressing the bear and forcing him to retreat step by step, and took out a military Den Den Mushi from his arms with one hand.

"Remove the ambush, it seems that he has no support."

One second,

Two seconds,

No response.

Michael frowned and his tone became cold.

"Answer me before I get angry!"

Then, a voice came from the Den Den Mushi.

To be more precise,

This voice came from the Den Den Mushi in Michael's hand and the sky at the same time.

"No, it's you who have no support. "

When he heard the voice, Saint Michael's pupils shrank.

Bang! Bang!

Two light colors fell from the sky at the same time, one in front and one behind, and crashed to the ground.

Smoke and dust rose.

The sudden change made Saint Michael pause, and the world government forces on alert looked at that position in doubt.

When the smoke cleared, the scene that came into view made all of them stunned in place, their backs chilled, and their faces suddenly turned pale.

There were two corpses.

They were wearing world noble suits similar to Saint Michael's, their faces were bloody and their hearts were a mess, and there was a shocking hole in the heart, as if the heart was pierced by the claws of some beast.

"Saint Lujies!"

"And Saint Mitre!"

"Members of the Knights of God! !"

"How is this possible! "

"..."

The moment they saw the two bodies, the CP members and the World Government soldiers present all took a breath of cold air and raised their heads with tingling scalps.

In the sky,

Two tall, unusual figures stood side by side.

The large and solemn black hooded coats covered their faces, and they exuded a majestic and deep terrifying aura.

Between the loose cuffs, the fingers of their right hands were covered with blood, and they kept a slightly bent posture, and blood was still dripping from their fingertips.

The same domineering aura.

Dragon Claw.

"The Knights of God are indeed very powerful... Each one is like a monster."

One of them smiled.

The deep and hard chin, the corner of the mouth gradually raised a hideous sneer.

"...I wasted a full minute of my time. ”

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