One Piece: Tyrant Bear

The bear smiled more happily, dreaming, what is it, can it be eaten?

Dreams have long been buried in the wind and rain of that year.

"are you kidding me?"

"Dreams are far away, but not impossible. We have only one dream, to make the world peaceful."

What a lofty dream, Xiong felt his blood boil after hearing this, and wished he could agree to his invitation right away.

It's a pity that this is not the bear who doesn't understand anything, nor is it the bear who has never seen what peace is.

Peace, peace is impossible, as long as there are pirates, as long as the rules of this world are like this, there will be no peace.

And, isn't it a good life to live like this?free.

Why must there be peace?

"Your dream is great, please forgive me for not agreeing to it."

rejected?

The man lowered his head, under the cloak, there was no expression on his face.

"You'll change your mind."

Since it doesn't make sense, the only option is to leave.

Xiong watched him leave, this person came and went in a hurry, quite powerful.

After he left, Xiong looked up at the sky, and the sky began to change. In Rogge Town, which was shrouded in dark clouds, sunshine began to appear.

The bright sun shines on the earth.

Xiong looked forward, the navy withdrew, and Roger's body on Xingtai had already been picked up, but Xiong didn't see who it was.

Presumably the body of Roger the Pirate would not be fed to wolves.

Eyes shot, many people were looking at him, there was no lack of pirates among them, they were eager to try, and seemed to be eyeing the bear.

"A group of useless trash dare to covet me and seek death."

With a backhand, a slap, the pirate who was gradually approaching in front flew out and died directly.

The pirates on the other side didn't feel well either, and Xiong slapped him again, destroying their hopes.

There is no holding back, no mercy, and there is only violence to treat these blind people.

To control violence with violence, Xiong does not advocate benevolence and justice, nor does he advocate violence, but at this moment, he chooses to become a tyrant.

"Pressure cannon."

"Go away."

"Go to hell."

Step by step, a bunch of lives were taken away, and the corpses were piled on the ground.

Xiong stood on top of the pirate's corpse, and the surrounding pirates were slaughtered. No one dared to approach, watching Xiong standing on top of the corpse like a tyrant.

They're scared, they're scared.

Turning around and walking away without thinking, they were scared out of their wits.

Looking at the flustered pirates, Xiong smiled, a faint smile.

Smile, so charming, dazzling.

Chapter 150 Five Abilities Confrontation, Victory.

"Hey, there's a strong man over there. If I want to take his shadow, then wouldn't I?"

A tall man, holding a pair of scissors, staring at the bear with wide eyes, gradually approached.

His tongue licked his lips, his sharp teeth looked like hungry wolves, and a pair of sharp horns hung on his forehead, which was useless.

He approached the bear lightly, looked at the shadow on the ground, raised his scissors, and just as he struck, the shadow disappeared.

In an instant, Moonlight Moria turned his head in fear, and a man stood behind, with his back to himself, and slowly patted it with his palm.

"Shadow Warrior."

In that instant, he used his ability to replace himself and the shadow. It was as dark as ink, and he left quickly. Before he started to take two steps, the shadow disappeared.

"Boom."

The sound was like a broken balloon. He looked down, but the shadow disappeared, but fortunately, he pulled it with both hands, and the shadow returned to his body.

Moonlight Moriah escaped unharmed, his forehead was covered with sweat, almost, almost succeeded by himself.

It was almost, he was going to die, the man was so strong, he didn't even have the slightest reaction.

"Batholomew Bear."

"It's you, Moria, you're looking for death, do you know that?"

If the sky does evil, you can still live, but if you do evil yourself, you can't live.

The man in front of him is this kind of self-inflicted man, it's hard to imagine.