Fire Fist of the Rebirth Pirate Comes to the World

"Sensei is so damned that he only misses Oma." The voice from the other side of the room came from Yoru, causing Kibara to scream again, "Pasta?"

"Auntie is holding me, Auntie is holding me" Orleth clasped his hands to his chest and chanted piously, well, he was lying to himself.

The fact that someone had broken their own lightning startled Aeniru somewhat, but what made him pay more attention was Yuna standing behind the three of them, and the little Rota she was holding in her arms, Yuna nodded to Aeniru as a reply to the current situation.

"The Sapo Bandits, they are all companions."

Aneeru was silent, and the two of them interlocked eyes in the air with Oma before walking towards each other, looking at Oma's preoccupied expression and extending his right hand.

"Aneeru."

The other seemed to have not expected this move from Aneeru, and after being stunned, he extended his right hand with some restraint and clasped it together.

"Kamijo Oma."

Chapter 71 - My life, no regrets.

"Hoo-hoo,"

Run! Keep running! We can't stop!

"Stop! The brother in front, don't run!" No matter how hard he fought to escape, the shouts of the pirate minions behind him remained unjustly haunting him, and the bright lights of the blades dangled at the corners of his eyes, and he knew that he had closed the distance between himself and the others.

How could he stop! If we get caught! If we get caught, we'll be absolutely, positively killed!

The Dragon Trap, not the Hulk! Run! Run!

It happened more than anyone could have imagined, two bands of pirates numbering less than twenty had declared that they would challenge all the pirates here, and though it was all oddly strange behind the scenes, inevitably, a battle took place, and it was, extremely brutal.

Hulk was a member of the Black Inferno Pirates, though he had somehow gotten on board the pirate ship, and there was no denying that everyone on the ship was friendly and cared nothing for his strapping somewhat oversized body as a companion, though he was still a drag queen.

But Hulk didn't hate his life now, at least he didn't have to live the days of being hated and feared anymore, and at least he could enjoy what he loved to do most every day, - enjoy the food.

"If you promise to do something, do it or don't, that's my rule."

That's what he told himself before he went into battle.

But after seeing that black dragon stir up the misery of nearly a hundred pirate groups just by himself, and even in the end, even his own pirate ship was dragged into the water by that beast, the fear and anxiety in Hulk's heart gradually spread as those eager, greedy eyes all gathered on the dozen or so of them and refused to leave for a long time, at that time, he had understood that there was no way back for them.

Without a clever mind or a Devil Fruit ability as powerful as the Captain's, even the weakest of them all, Cornelius, had a Devil Fruit harp, and he suddenly felt somewhat useless.

At least, he had never had a bright spot, not at all, among these so-called companions.

Faced with dozens of groups of pirates who had come forward to provoke him, and yet the captain had left in the middle of the day, it was hard to imagine what else they could do with an already scattered mess, temporarily entrusted to Gris? What could this normally obscure guy do? Yes, Aneeru is great, but he only knows how to kill. Does he know how to protect others? What can the Hulk himself do for them?

Himself, just a drag queen.

Call it cowardice or selfishness, in short - "I wouldn't dare!"

No matter how much he talked about it, his own tiny power could do nothing after all, and Hulk could only turn around and stand glumly behind everyone, always far away from the battlefield!

But it was clear that the enemy was not going to give him any chance!

The moody Hulk didn't notice the jungle around him, where a large number of sneaky pirates had appeared behind random rocks, until a crisp shot and pain in his chest woke him up.

"Gotcha!"

"Done? That big guy!"

"Even if that pirate group's abilities were as powerful as they are, other ordinary people couldn't fight bullets, right? Must be dead!"

Hulk covered his chest, and with an incredulous look in his eyes, he slowly collapsed, lying on the cold ground, his blood gradually staining the ground.

"Hooray!"

After a brief silence, the non pirate minions erupted into a mountain of cheers!

"It turned out to be a straw man, quite strong looking, and as a result, vulnerable!"

"Finally got rid of one, come on, let's go find the others, I don't believe that I can beat one and not the second."

No wonder this group of people were so excited, the power of Aneeru's ringing thunder fruit was just too terrifying, as long as the hostile forces that he touched were almost always split into dregs by a lightning strike, even if they didn't die, they could only end up paralyzed and foaming on the ground, the entire battlefield, Aneeru alone had taken care of nearly half of the enemies.

What's more, Aenilu never took more than a few steps away from Cornelius, making the minions who tried to pick on the soft ones want to vomit blood and die several times, the minions were scared out of their wits, and they only had ideas from the other ones.

"How about going after that skeleton frame?"

"Fine, he looks like he's weak."

A skeleton frame? Brooke?

Hulk dimly heard that those who had injured himself were going after the guy, which made him fall back to his feet in a pool of blood.

"Haven't you always wanted to know what soup tastes like made from my bones? If you're dead, there's no one to collect my body." Remember that obviously silly conversation that gave him an instant urge to destroy the scene!

Rage! Impulse!

A quick bulge of muscles! Seven times the body mass of a normal person!

"Not enough! Not enough! It's not enough! Asshole, I need the power! More and more power!"

Hulk's face flushed red, then deathly pale, the bullets lodged in his muscles had long since been squeezed out of his body, the bulge fading back to normal, and he forced the blood that had poured into his throat down his throat, his body throbbing as if every cell was grieving!

The human body is one of the most mysterious things in the world, in order to protect the continuation of life, the human body will automatically increase the upper limit of the flesh, so that the human power can not be 100% exerted, generally speaking, a person can call on 50% of the strength of the whole body is already very good. In general, it's good enough for a person to be able to invoke 50% of his or her body's power. Unless it's a life-threatening situation, the human body will open its inhibitions only under severe emotional turmoil, thus bringing out absolute power that has never been seen before.

The so-called "Body Technique" and "Fist Technique" all existed to invoke this latent power!

But he didn't dare!

Because this is an exchange that costs "life" and ends in "death"!

Right! That's it! You don't have to be angry, sad, powerless at all. Even if you're not willing! And what can you do about it?

"Yes! What can I do about it?"

That's right! There's nothing you can do!

Give it up! You're just an ordinary person!

That's how it should be for a drag queen man to live like a drag queen!

"Nothing can be done, nothing can be done, nothing can be done."

"How is it possible that this guy is still alive?"

The thin man on the side who had planned to leave had his cloudy eyes radiating a demonic look, his mouth opened, and a tongue as slippery as a loach protruded from inside his mouth, stretching out continuously and shooting towards Hulk's neck! Long tongues kept hanging out in the air, trying to capture the "taste" of blood in the air, and wide open mouths were drooling a lot of saliva.

"Oh oh oh, truly worthy of being Lord 'Big Tongue Maru', what a long tongue!"