Master of Ninja World

The red-haired Shanks glared, with countless hideous blue veins floating on his forehead, almost all over his face, panting heavily, staring at "Beckman" with scarlet raging eyes, forcibly suppressing the violent hatred, his right arm trembled~trembling Holding a Western sword.

"If you want to kill me, even if you let the horse go, there is not much Chakra left in him. It is extremely difficult to maintain this state, let alone do it."

A ridiculous smile appeared on his face, "Beckman" patted his chest and motioned for the red hair to chop here, and the look of the villain made the red-haired Shanks vomit blood.

Seeing this scene, the red-haired killing intent was more three-pointer, and his face became more ugly. He was not an idiot. The current Wuchen just occupied Beckman's body and launched an attack hastily. It was Beckman that was hurt, not Wuchen.

Thinking about going for a while, under such an embarrassing situation, the red hair was not in a hurry, but calm and abnormal, his breathing gradually calmed down, the coldness disappeared, and his composure was restored. The current form is still dominant, at least the remaining crew members. Able to retreat.

Often when the situation becomes more critical, the mentality of being untouchable can be kept safe and sound through the difficulties, and it is more necessary to face it calmly.

"This kid can go to this day, and he has successfully stabilized the position of [Four Emperors] at a young age. In addition to his strength, his mature mind also plays a decisive role."

Being led by the dust-free consciousness, Beckman nodded slightly and sighed secretly that none of the "Four Emperors" were fuel-efficient lamps.

"The enemy is right in front of you, don't you just watch him get away with the law?" Wuchen continued to provoke with a sneer on his face.

The light omen's tone regarded life as grass and mustard, and the disdainful eyes treated the crew members who had been burned into nothingness by the sky as rubbish, even though the red-haired Shanks still did not change his face, he could detect that his breathing became heavy again.

Wuchen said these words like a sharp thorn, slammed into his heart fiercely, causing the red hair to tremble slightly, an indescribable suffocation.

The enemy was close at hand, but he was helpless, and it was self-evident how he felt.

"What are your purpose and purpose, if you do it yourself, you should be quicker, why bother so much... It is not good for you."

With an old black face, the red-haired Shanks asked depressedly. At this moment, he is no different from the volcano on the verge of eruption. His whole body is full of devastating irritability and cannot be approached.

"What's the purpose? Don't get over there, do you think you have what I need." Wuchen said in a very lazy tone after hearing this.

The Red-haired Pirates want money and no money, and they have no power. It can be said to be impoverished. Among the "Four Emperors" that dominate the world, only the Red-haired Shanks is the most vulnerable, but the crew are all elites. They are all experienced and experienced veterans.

Of course, for those material benefits, the red-haired Shanks is just not interested.

"As for the reason for not letting go of your pirate group... if you have to find a reason."

Scratching his head very hard and helplessly, Wuchen seemed to be entangled, and said in a low voice: "Looking at the ugly appearance of you after killing each other, this is the picture I expected."

The random words made everyone, including the red hair, furious, and immediately planned to do it, thinking that Beckman would bear the physical attack, and felt extremely uncomfortable, even more uncomfortable than eating ten catties of flies.

Especially the smiles in their eyes made them want to vomit blood, and they said silently, I'm here to promise not to run, some kind of come and hit me!

Aura flashed through his mind, and the red-haired Shanks understood the dust-free attempt in the blink of an eye.

"You despicable fellow, in the future, I will definitely stab you in order to comfort the souls that are hard to rest under the Nine Springs!" Fist clenched creaky, red-haired Shanks said with a chill.

The dust-free move is very vicious. It not only makes Beckman bear the notoriety of cannibalism, but also cuts off the retreat of the red-haired pirate group. Who will join a cannibal pirate group?

Although the red-haired Shanks didn't care about this, the outside ridicule could also be laughed off, but watching his close friend bear such a heavy notoriety, he might be poked at his spine for life, and he could not swallow the bad breath.

I thought that the Warring States period was despicable enough, and liked to play tricks, but now compared with Wuchen, it is nothing but a witch, and the Warring States period is much more cute!

The new marshal of the navy also pays attention to the bottom line, and Wuchen can use any despicable means to achieve his goal.

"Don't put on such a scary expression, I feel that you should thank me, you people are pirates, nothing more than to get ahead, tomorrow the name Beckman will spread all over the world."

Controlling "Beckman"'s body, Wuchen smiled.

The red-haired Shanks who stared at him wishing to smash his corpse into thousands of pieces, frustrated his bones and turned ashes, could only hold back, and the red-haired Shanks, who was almost out of anger, clapped his hands and cheered.

At the same time, he handed a look to Yingyan without a trace.

There is no need to fight with the Red-haired Pirates. Chakra is exhausted. Outnumbered is just one of them. The second is that the Red-haired Pirates suffered heavy losses. The new world, like a wolf and a tiger, must become the prey of his population.

If you want to continue your journey, you can only escape from the new world for the time being.

Hawkeye nodded slightly, the black knife in his hand retracted his back, took a deep look at the red-haired Shanks, and then turned around and dived into the dense jungle to disappear.

"The so-called [Seven Wuhai Kings] and [Four Emperors] are indeed not of the same level."

The retreating eagle eye sighed, looking at the wounds all over his body, his eyes couldn't help but darken. If he hadn't arrived in time without dust and attacked him with incredible means, he might have been besieged to death.

At this moment, the red-haired pirate group was celebrating the killing of the "world's first swordsman" on the sea and laughing.

"Don't chase, it's unnecessary."

Looking at the disappearing figure in the jungle in a complicated manner, the red-haired Shanks waved his hand to stop the crew from chasing. The plan evolved to such a step and it had completely failed.

The seamless plan failed because of the dust-free influence, and the culprit was his deputy captain.

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