The arrogant and high-profile history of the pirate's richest man

"what!"

Kaos, who was looking at the street while drinking coffee, suddenly tilted his head to look at the roof in the distance.

When the piece of sand condensed into a body, Kaos was slightly surprised.

Even though he is still young, isn't that iconic big-backed and cigar-smoking gangster temperament, isn't it the old Shaker Rockdale who will carry 81 million berries in the future, but can play with anyone?

That's right, Krokdal was still a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old in this period, but he had already made a name for himself on the great route.

It's just that I can't bear to look directly at the reward, is it 20 million or 30 million?

What does this guy want?

Kaios glanced back and forth across Krokdal and Ceratops Jackets.

Krokdal in this period, like most young pirates, was not afraid of the heavens and fearless. He was in a state of enthusiasm. He believed that Lao Tzu was the only one in the world and the best in the world.

Good guy, now only offering a reward of 20 to 30 million Baileys, he has already targeted a pirate of the level of 300 million Baileys.

Whether it's bold or confident, but it cannot be denied that Krokdal is very kind.

This is the young man.

Who hasn't been frivolous when he was young?

Kaios originally wanted to brush his presence and reputation on the ceratops jackets, but now he plans to wait.

Just as Kaos guessed, the young and energetic Krokdal was indeed eyeing the head of the ceratops jacket.

"Wow!"

The wind and sand burst, Krokdal elementalized and disappeared on the roof, and when it appeared, it had blocked the path of the Ceratops Jacket and his party.

"Ceratops Jacket, I want your head!"

Krokdahl looked contemptuously, dangling a cigar in his mouth, looking at the horned jackets and the group who paused.

The entire street is now audible.

Not only the ceratops jackets, all the other pirates looked at Krokdal in a bit of astonishment.

"You...what did you say?"

It took a long time for Jackets's men to recover, and puckered their ears to think they had heard it wrong.

"Desert Knife!"

Facing the smirk of the pirates, the Krokdals didn’t say much, their right arm turned into a sand blade and lifted up with a wave. The hard ground was cut open in a moment, and they rushed to the ceratops jackets. people.

"court death."

A pirate furiously drew out his waist with double knives and rushed out, crossing directly in front of him.

With his feet sinking into the ground, two traces were drawn, forcibly shattering Krokdal's slash.

"Who gave you the courage to want my head!"

Jackets stopped the eager subordinates and looked at Krokdal cruelly in his eyes.

"Humph!"

"The Desert Sword."

Krokdal looked cold and arrogant, and he didn't bother to answer Jackie's question. He kept his right hand in the state of a sand blade, and directly stuck on the ground for a while shaking the mountain. The next moment Jackie's foot shot a big sand sword rushing towards his waist. , Trying to split the jacket in half.

At the time of the top war, this trick cut Sakarski in half, but it didn't have much effect.

Ding~

There was no imaginary separation of flesh and blood, the waist of the jacket was stained with a layer of pitch black material, and the sand sword was only splashed with a trace of sparks on it, leaving no traces.

To become the captain of the 20th Fleet under the Flying Pirates regiment, and to offer a reward of 330 million, it is impossible to be domineering.

Domineering in the new world is the most basic, without domineering it is impossible to become a fleet captain.

Moreover, the level of the armored color of this jacket is not low. An attack like Krokdal that easily cuts the ground or even steel does not even leave a trace on the waist.

Krokdahl frowned, obviously not thinking that his attack would be useless.

"Boy, I don't know who gave you the courage to provoke me."

"Thinking of a stupid guy like you, I don't know how many I killed!"

The oppressive posture stepped like a shadow towards Krokdal, Jackets' fierce face was cruel, and he liked to tear these self-righteous guys to pieces.

"Desert King Kong Knife."

Krokdal did not retreat but moved forward. He didn't even put Jackets in his eyes. He actually rushed out first to form four huge sand blades with his hands, and rushed towards Jackets with the sound of breaking through the air.

Jackets made a fist dyed with armed color, and slammed a punch without dodge or dodge. The loud blast formed a shock wave, and it smashed the sand and blasted towards Krokdal like a broken bamboo.

Snapped!

Krokdal burst, forming a pile of sand splashing around, but in the next second, it recondensed five meters away.

"Natural ability person!"

Jackets was a little surprised, including the pirates on the street.

You should know that the natural line is the strongest of all devil fruits.

"No wonder he is so arrogant, he turned out to be a natural ability person."

Jackets was surprised and disdainful. He could tell at a glance that this guy was so arrogant only by relying on the natural element, not even domineering.

It can only rise in the first half of the great route and all over the world. If you go to the New World and provoke some strong people, you may be taught how to behave.

"Three hundred and thirty million, but so!"

Krokodall was as arrogant as ever with his cigar.

Since eating this devil fruit, no one can hurt him, even if he is hit, it is useless.

He is invincible.

On the open-air roof in the distance, Kaos looked at the arrogant Krokdal with his legs upright, and couldn't help but shook his head with a trace of sympathy.

Still too young.

Arrogance must be supported by strength.

In the face of ordinary pirates, Krokdal is indeed qualified to be arrogant.

After all, the elementalization of the Nature Department is completely immune to physical attacks.

Krokdahl was obviously not domineering yet, even unaware of domineering.

Maybe I've heard of it, but I didn't take it seriously.

And the Horned Jacket that he is facing now can feel the armed overbearing from far away, maybe Krokdal will be planted here today.

But Krokdal is not an ordinary person, even in the face of hundreds of millions or billions of pirates, he can do a few tricks!

This can be regarded as an expression of talent and strength.

"Guahaha~"

Krokodall's contempt made Jacket laugh so furiously.

The guy in front of him clearly thought that the Nature Element was invincible.

boom!

A bombed jacket on the ground under his feet disappeared in place, and Krokdal's expression changed in vain.

"puff!"

He bent his body and couldn't stop vomiting blood, his arrogant face gradually twisted, and his bloodshot eyes were full of disbelief.

Rumble!

A chain of houses collapsed, billowing smoke and dust covered the streets, and among the ruined walls fifty meters away, Krokdahl was lying at the end of the ravine and his face was pale, his mouth and nose could not stop bleeding.

He felt that his entire internal organs were mixed together, his big back was not neat, and he didn't even know where the cigar was flying in his mouth.

"how is this possible!"

Krokdal was a little skeptical of life, he was actually attacked.

Seeing Jackets coming over with a grinning grin, Krokdal stood up while supporting the broken wall, and couldn't help but spit out blood again.

"Sha Lan."

He gritted his teeth and stretched out his right hand, a small dust storm swirled in his palm, Krokdal's face was thrown at the jacket fiercely, and finally a sandstorm of fifty meters high was formed in the wind, and the surrounding debris was full of destruction..