One Piece Tyrant Bear

The more he panicked, the more problems he had, the eagle eyes stared at the bear.

"No, how is it possible? Am I like that kind of person?"

Hawkeye thought for a moment, and nodded directly: "It's not like it, it is."

Then he said: "Bassoromi bear, drink as long as you drink, what does it mean to play tricks? Isn't it just giving money? Don't you have any money to ask me to drink?"

Contempt is more intense, he has already determined in his heart, this person must be playing tricks.

Otherwise, according to his amount of drunk, how could he be able to drink enough? You must know that you are drinking every day, no matter what kind of wine, it is not a problem to drink from morning to afternoon, to night.

"Mihawk, what do you mean?"

You can't be weak, Xiong told himself you can't be weak, once you admit it, the money will cost a lot.

Don't gnaw this dead mouse, be calm and calm.

"What do I mean, can't you tell? Give me the money."

Hawkeye's sharp eyes stared at the bear, his tone beyond doubt.

As if the superior was giving orders to the inferior and not allowing him to refuse, Xiong rolled his eyes helplessly and shook his head: "No, no, you should pay for drinking, but I didn't give it. If you are not convinced, continue to drink."

"..." Hawkeye saw his shamelessness again.

The world is very shameless, and the Basolomi bear alone has nine and a half minutes.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 485 The Unlucky Bear

After drinking the drinks, the two went into the darkness one after another.

Needless to say, who gave the money?

Xiong raised his head and glanced at Hawkeye, his teeth tickled with anger, and raised his hand several times to shoot him away.

After thinking about it, I gave up. It was just a little money. He could afford it, but he just felt very shameless.

This Mihawk didn't give himself any face and forced himself to give money. Although he admitted that his methods were dishonorable, but he was drinking by his ability, who can say a word.

Stopped on the hillside, Hawkeye Mihawk turned around and squinted at the bear. Those eyes were like eagles in the night, terrifying and frightening.

If ordinary people meet these eyes, I am afraid they will have fallen down.

"Come on, fight."

The two people who could not wait for a long time vowed in their hearts to teach each other severely, not to let him cry.

The sequelae after drinking came, one was unhappy because of the money, and the other was brooding because of cheating, and then it turned into a battle.

Man, prove yourself with strength.

"You first."

Hawkeye drew his sword out of its sheath, facing the bear, posing arrogantly.

"Huh, you first."

Whoever shots, who is unlucky.

The enemy won't move, I won't move.

With static braking, the two of them drank alcohol, their heads were not sober, and they needed time to calm down.

At this time, whoever does it can give another time to observe whether he is drunk and how to do it?

At their level, a lot of things can be seen from the shots. There is no need to deepen the understanding. Of course Xiong is not willing to do this.

"You first."

"No, you come."

"Are you scared? Bassoromi bear."

I have used all the radical methods, so young.

"Are you scared? Mihawk?"

You can use it, and I can.

"Is it interesting for you and me to wrestle here? It's better to do it early, solve it early, and I will go back."

I'm in a hurry, hurry up, don't waste my time.

The corners of the bear’s mouth twitch, you are in a hurry, am I not in a hurry?

He said that as if I wanted to do this, he couldn't see the details of the eagle eye. Judging from his aura and position, he was impeccable. He went up rashly, didn't he die?

The two stood in the wind, and there were fallen leaves in the darkness.

A bright moon hung in the sky, falling on them, and the shadows dragged a long and long time.

There was no intention to do anything, the wind blew away their alcohol and regained their sobriety.

Fallen leaves drifted past their eyes with a snorting sound, and the two moved their hands at the same time, like a beast that smelled delicious, and moved forward quickly.

"Om."

The black knife is like the night, strange and dark.

The dark night sky just concealed its figure, it was impossible to prevent and stop it.

Raising the palm of his hand, the red meat ball blocked his black knife, his other hand slapped forward, and a pressure gun passed by, with constant roar behind him.

Sword Qi cuts the ground, splits the ground, and smashes boulders.

The figures of the two of them were ghosts, unpredictable and unclear, and they kept appearing in the air. From jumping to attacking, they fought a dozen moves in just one second.

They refused to step back or suffer losses.

Landing at a distance of ten meters.

"Bassoromi bears, strength is not simple."

It's not the first battle, every battle has a different shock.