One Piece: The Soul Purchasing Pirate

Last night, in the face of this guy with a bounty of 110 million, Croquetdal was unscrupulous. That's a lie! Whether it's that fierce force or that fierce, barbaric momentum, this big man, he's acting like a barbaric beast, making people tremble.

But now, seeing it again, Croquedal just wants to laugh, and he has a big sense of vengeance.

His right hand trembled slightly, the ground beneath his feet trembling like a stream of sand floating around him, spinning like a thick python.

“Clockdall! ”

On a camel car in the distance, Jason jumped out of the car, stood tall and steady, and drank loudly.

“Jason.” Clockdall has a laugh in his eyes.

“Luckily, I'm surprised to see you here again. ”

“To be honest, I don't like it when I see you! ”

Jason took a giant step toward Clockdall.

“The captain said your strength on land will reach its limits, and coming to this desert will bring you to its peak. ”

“I wonder, what is your strength? ”

“It's so boring to punch you like last night! ”

The words contained a sense of ridicule, and Jason's body burst with strength, a few leaps, shooting several large pits out of the desert, and had already jumped high to reach a hundred meters in front of Croquedal.

“I'll let you know how foolish your arrogance is! ”

When he heard Jason's careless contempt, Clockdall's pupils squinted and faint.

Immediately after that, he waved.

“Sandstorm! ”

“Buzz."

The sand particles trembled, like a python, and the sand flow surrounding them opened its mouth suddenly, making a roar, roaring, and then pounding forward. After the third father-in-law, the python burst into pieces, turning into rubble from the sky and whistling through the air. Along the way, the sand grains on the ground were buzzing and flying to the sky, as if they had been drawn by some kind of traction.

In the blink of an eye, a sandstorm covering dozens of meters appeared, taking on a rotating shape, like a tornado, rapidly moving forward.

“The sandstorm came from your hand! ”

Jason looked hard and said it out loud.

“Sandstorm? ”

Clockdall shrugged, then remembered, fading away.

“I did create a sandstorm when I was experimenting. ”

On the camel, when Croquedal himself admitted to Trensou, he immediately became angry.

At the time of the sandstorm, they happened to encounter the robber, with his shooting technique, but they also severely damaged each other, because of the unknown sandstorm, some of whose companions were separated, others had been secretly attacked by the robber to death, and others had been directly covered under the sand and could no longer be found.

“I'm gonna kill you! ”

With a low roar, Trensu's face turned red and the long gun caught in his hand immediately “clicked”.

Stoppers, loaded bullets, eyes on prey, three o'clock line. In a short two breaths, Trensou's eyes have narrowed into a seam, sharp as Eagle's.

At this moment, his momentum changed, and the pure emotional man disappeared, replacing him with an experienced and steady hunter.

Croquedal, standing in the desert in the distance, suddenly looked slightly tight and felt cold behind him, as if he had been stared at by a snake.

“Aim in the eyebrow and shoot him! ”

Anger gushed through his chest, but at this moment Trensou calmed down to the extreme.

His eyes grew brighter and brighter, and the vicious crocodile in the desert in the distance, in his eyes, seemed to have been pulled closer and closer, after three breaths, even the sweat on his face was clearly visible.

His right hand snapped the trigger when the muzzle pointed at Clockdall's eyebrow and met the criteria for that line in Trensault's heart.

“The distance is 928 meters, the wind speed is weak, the air resistance is negligible and the wind is heading northwest. ”

“Lift the tip of the gun slightly three degrees towards the southeast. ”

“This gun, probability of hitting! ”

“100%! ”

Just a quick calculation in his mind, as soon as he passed through the data, Terence's eyes flashed with a brilliant light, his right hand not hesitating at all, pressing it.

“Die! ”

A loud roar in his heart.

Smoke floated and a clear shot echoed in the desert.

“Bang."

The fire flashed as the bullet ejected, and then a stream of light broke through the air, carrying an unparalleled force and anger, and slammed his head hard towards Clockdale.

The air stream began to be slightly turbulent, with bullets crashing through the void, impinging on some just floating sand grains, with a slight force that slowly changed its direction. Immediately after the breeze, the air resistance frictions and the bullet slowly shifts in angle as it moves forward.

When he crossed the nine hundred and twenty-eight metres to reach his target, the gun unleashed his fierce, bullying, brutal fire.

“Boom!”

As if it were a meteor, it burst into the center of Clockdall's unbelievable, shocking eyes, and discolored faces.

“Bang!”

A horrible shock erupted, Clockdall's brow heart burst open, then immediately followed by his two eyeballs, then his nose, his mouth, and finally, in a blast, his head exploded and scattered into floating sand.

This gun, one bullet in the head!

Uncontrolled sandstorms in the air scattered instantly.

Jason's eyeballs were staring at him as he walked forward, clearly seeing Clockdall blowing his head off after that gunshot, and he was really cold.

The gun suddenly appeared as a void, with a shocking bias in sight!

Terence, who fired a bullet, slowly returned to God, and suddenly his face was pale and a drop of sweat appeared on his forehead.

“Strong guy, I can only shoot at him three times! ”

“Fine, solved! ”

Seeing the distance, that clockdall with no head, Trensou's eyes loosened.

His secret shooting technique was strong, but each shot also consumed a great deal of his own body, especially in mental terms.

After three breaths, countless grains of sand reunite, and then a head reappears on Croquedal's neck.

Just this once, restore the whole of him, pale and horrible. His eyes were fierce and fierce, and he swept straight into the direction, paralyzing Terensu on the camel car.

Like a crocodile staring at a prey's fierce eyes, Trensault suddenly softened his body.

“Not yet! ”

“How is this possible? Is he a monster? ”

At this point, one hand pressed against his shoulder, pulled up against the curtain, and a figure appeared beside Terrence.

“Don't be afraid, relax. ”

Easily the voice rang and calmed Terrence down somehow.

“Ro Chen?! ”

Seeing another face in the car, and very familiar to himself, Croquedal's whole body shook up again, this time his eyes became unscrupulous.

PS: Best of luck to everyone! Bigger! Bigger!!! Men. Big is good, isn't it? Happy New Year, boys! It's New Year's Eve, don't let guns and guns go.