Pirate Storm Master

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"Ahhhhh! Boy, you wait for me to kill you!" Drought Jack roared, "Come here!"

"What's wrong with Boss Jack? So angry!" Jack, a clever subordinate, ran over and flattered Jack with such a greeting.

"Pop!" Drought-stricken Jack slammed the newspaper onto a table, smashing the table.

Jack pointed at Ling Yu in the newspaper with red eyes and said, "You, go find this guy in the photo for me, I'm going to kill this guy!"

This subordinate was startled by Jack’s red eyeballs that were trying to choose someone. He didn’t even dare to ask. He immediately ran out with the newspaper in a panic to contact the intelligence personnel of the Beast Pirate Group. Going to search for the man in the newspaper for Drought Jack.

After everything was done, this subordinate was in the mood to look closely at Ling Yu in the newspaper.

"Hey, are you a great newcomer? But it's a pity, since you offend Boss Jack, then your journey ends here." After reading the newspaper carefully, the subordinate said regretfully.Looking at Ling Yu in the newspaper was like looking at a dead person.

That's right, in his eyes, even no matter how powerful the Storm Swordsman is, he will become a dead man.

After offending the boss of Jack, even if his strength is good, he will not survive.

Now he only hopes that the intelligence personnel of the Hundred Beasts and Pirates can quickly find the whereabouts of the Storm Swordsman, so that he can complete the task assigned by Jack Boss earlier.He didn't want to make Boss Jack wait too long because of this.

He shuddered subconsciously when he thought of Drought Jack's flushing eyes that seemed to be bitten by someone!

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Ling Yu didn't know that Jack would actually kill him because of a title from an unscrupulous editor.

If he knew it, he had to vomit three liters of blood.

Of course, Ling Yu, who didn't know all of this, was in a good mood now, although he was still injured, but none of this affected his mood.

He picked up a neat bundle of fresh orange juice from the table and poured himself a glass.

After letting the sweet and silky taste fill his mouth, he sighed in contentment, and then refilled himself with a glass, he picked up the juice and walked to the crowd in a circle on the deck to enjoy the traditional show on the boat. ――Daily discussion.

This is a traditional show that has been passed down from the sea. Ling Yu guessed that this show may be the first time. It was a show that people thought out to pass the boring time on the sea. Of course, it might also be to solve a certain problem. Some fighting incidents.

But in any case, this program can ignite people's most primitive passion, and one of the easiest and most economical ways to vent the negative emotions that have been floating on the sea for a long time.

After the two muscular men on this boat once again contributed a wonderful melee performance, Skeleton Brook pulled down the next two crew members who wanted to go forward and went to the middle of the circle.

After tidying up the costumes a bit, Brooke officially issued an invitation to Mihawk.

"Your Excellency Mihawk, although I know that I am not your opponent, as a swordsman, I still can't help but want to fight with you. Please don't let me know!"

Mihawk shook the red wine in his hand: "Oh, yes, after seeing me and your captain, you dared to draw a sword to me. You are the second swordsman in my line to identify with!"

After Hawkeye Mihawk put the wine glass aside, he pulled out the supreme sharp knife behind him? Ye pointed at Brooke and said, "Come on!"

Brook only grabbed the joints of his hands on his sword.

"Please enlighten me!" Brooke disappeared in the same place instantly.

Yeming song? Straight through!

Brook launched a stab at Mihawk with a sword at a speed that the retina of ordinary people could not capture!

Ding!

As soon as Mihawk's sword turned, it firmly blocked Brook's thrust with the blade.

Fast sword?Good speed!Mihawk, who easily blocked Brooke's blow, commented with interest!Of course, in order to find the fun of fighting, Mihawk has already suppressed his strength to the same level as Brooke, which is like a third-order and two-star.

Sake taru dance? Serial hits!

Brook was not surprised when the thrust was blocked, nor was he discouraged. Instead, he continued to stab countless thrusts with his staff and sword!Covered Mihawk's whole body!

"Not enough, not enough, not enough, if you only have this level, it would disappoint me too much!" Mihawk commented deliberately disappointed after blocking Brook's thorn level!

This disappointed tone and leisurely movements stung Brooke's pride as a swordsman like a poisonous snake, and it seemed that the speed of his sword out was a bit faster for a while.

Standing on the sidelines, Ling Yu listened to Mihawk's poisonous comments with a smile and took a sip of orange juice.

Sure enough, Hawkeye Mihawk is really the kind of arrogant swordsman with a talent for poisonous tongue!

Thinking of interesting things, Ling Yu took another sip of orange juice.

And seeing his fast sword on the field could not help Mihawk's Brook decisively withdrew and retreated some distance.

Revolutionary dance music? Assault!

Then Brook, who had only disappeared in the eyes of the crew, disappeared in front of them again, and when he appeared again, he had already appeared behind Mihawk, squatting forward and squatting on the ground.

In the face of this rapid sword, even if a kendo supreme man like Mihawk suppressed his strength to the same level as Brooke, he almost didn't react.Fortunately, relying on rich experience and strong neural response, he predicted the timing and direction of Brooke's strike before he rushed forward. The horizontal sword was on Brooke's only way.

Brook, who was in extreme speed movement, had no time to change his direction, so he could only slightly change the angle of his sword, and fought Mihawk with a hard fight.

"Kakka!"

Although Brooke's speed is fast, his strength and physical strength are a bit unsatisfactory. After all, there are only skeletons and hair all over his body, not even a bit of muscle, and you can count on his strength and physical strength.

This is not in the extreme speed. After fighting with Mihawk, the bones on his body are a bit unbearable, and he makes a cracking sound of bones.

"This sword is a bit interesting, but it's still not enough!" Seeing the effect of the poison tongue just now, Mihawk said, hoping that Brook could burst out a sword that interests him more.

Although Brook's strength is not strong enough, the speed of the fast sword he is now exploding has successfully aroused Mihawk's interest.

This is Brooke's own set of swordsmanship that he has polished day and night with the characteristics of being as light as a swallow in the waters of the Devil's Triangle for forty years.

It has far surpassed the speed of the same rank, combined with the fast sword, to cut a fatal blow.