One Piece Tyrant Bear

"Why?"

"Hehe, guess."

Xiong wouldn't tell him that I wanted to torture you and cast a shadow on your heart. I can brag about it in the future. When the green pheasant was not strong yet, I beat him severely.

"You bastard."

The character of Rao Shiqing's pheasant couldn't help being angry. This person shot me for no reason, and even slapped me in the face, attacking quickly, like a phantom, unable to capture.

For the first time, the green pheasant felt the suppression of his strength. He stepped back and back, his hands trembled, catching the bear's attack was very stressful for him, and he could only barely support it.

"Be careful, I'm going to do it."

Attacking with feet, attacking with hands, and using both hands and feet, the bear does not use devil fruits, and does practical physical skills. Relying on its powerful body, the green pheasant can feel the storm of the doomsday.

"Fuck me."

"Iron."

"boom."

The man who fell was not a bear, but the green pheasant on the opposite side. He looked at the bear inconceivably. His body was as hard as an iron block. His foot was completely useless, and even his own bones had creases.

Holding his feet, the green pheasant was wary of the bear. The bear moved quickly, not comparable to teleporting. It appeared behind the green pheasant and flew up to his hip.

A beautiful picture appeared before the eyes, the green pheasant flew up into the sky and fell down.

"Not bad, boy."

Seeing the green pheasant keep rubbing his butt, his face aggrieved, his flushed face and red angry eyes, Xiong smiled even more happily.

"Haha."

It feels so good to abuse the strong. He felt a breath rise from his feet, passed through the internal organs, reached the brain, and then ascended to heaven. That's right, he was going to ascend to the heaven.

The laughter is torment in the ears of the blue pheasant. This man is so strong, and that strange body seems to be one of the six types of iron in the Navy. Is he a member of the Navy?

"navy?"

"My identity, you will naturally know in the future, now you, enjoy yourself, Kuzan."

Like a phantom, attacking like flowing water, ruthlessly scrubbing everything that hinders its progress.

The bear's huge body attacked fiercely, not fatal, but made the blue pheasant feel pain, his face, buttocks, and all weaknesses, he attacked, specifically looking for those places to attack.

The hatred attack caused the green pheasant to burn with anger, but there was no way, it was not an enemy opponent.

"Get me away."

"It's useless, you don't have to fight with the beast."

The abuse has lasted for a long time. As for how long it is, one hour or two hours, it is normal for the strong to fight for days and nights. The bear torture a person for several hours is nothing.

Pity our green pheasant, a young chicken was plucked from its feathers, and all precautions were taken off, and he was beaten with scars all over his body. He wanted to cry.

"Asshole, bear, you..."

The green pheasant, who has always been gentle and calm, was angry in front of him, and Xiong felt the excitement, the excitement in the depths of his soul.

"I'm very good."

If there is no problem at all, why is it so awkward and so sad when it comes out of the bear’s mouth?

"Asshole, don't make me stronger, I want you to look good."

"I'm waiting for you, boy."

When the bear was gone, the green pheasant got up, stared at the direction Xiong was walking away, and swears fiercely: "I want to become a navy, learn the six navy styles, and take revenge."

Chapter 56 The Death of Karl

The village is gloomy.

The noise made a noise in the street. On both sides stood weird pirates with different hair colors. They were equipped with swords, guns, knives, and sticks. They were laughing and staring ahead.

In front of them, a man with a burly beard, with a scar on his face, from his forehead all the way to the bottom of his mouth, his hideous expression made people shudder.

Scar Pirate stepped on a villager's head, crushing and rubbing, the face of the man under his feet became shrunken, and the call for help stopped.

"Save...Save..."

"Haha, haha."

The pirates laughed sarcastically, echoing the quiet village, and a group of villagers in front took out their weapons to guard against the sudden arrival of the pirates.

They killed people when they met. The pirates were so cruel that they didn't expect. Today's wave of pirates is different from the previous ones. They dare not face them with their previous attitude.

"Do you know what place this is? Dare to kill people here, you... and..."

"boom."

The man flew out, a thumb-sized hole on his forehead, blood seeping out, a pirate beside Scar Pirate put down his gun, and the corner of his mouth mumbled: "Noisy."

The villagers were silent, and kept backing away when they encountered a group of murderous people who were not strong enough to resist.

"Which one of you is in charge here?"

An old man walked out tremblingly from the villagers, leaning on a cane, his head covered in white hair, he looked up and said, "The old man is, I don't know what this adult is doing?"

"Old man? You are very acquainted. This time I come here with only one purpose."

Fingers stood up, and under the nervous eyes of everyone, he slowly said, "I just killed you."

"You...you..." The old man was afraid to look at the group of pirates, grabbed the crutches in his hand, and said vigorously: "If you want money, we will try our best to satisfy you. If you want food, we can also provide it. I don't know why this adult Must it kill us?"

"Old man, do you think a pirate needs a reason for killing someone?"

As soon as Scar Man said this, the surrounding pirates laughed up to the sky, looking at the old man like a fool.

"grown ups……."

"Okay, you can go with peace of mind."

As soon as the conversation turned, the pirates behind him pulled out their weapons and rushed into the crowd. No matter whether the person they met was male or female, old or young, they would kill as much as they wanted.

To them, slaughter is commonplace, killing one is killing, killing two is killing.

Villagers without the power to bind chickens are the targets of their slaughter. They don't have to worry that the enemy will resist or that they will die.