A few days later, somewhere in the East China Sea, on the beach of a small island. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's really funny......

Beck, who was lying on a lounge chair with his hands wrapped in bandages, licked the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Do you want to build an ideal country without war?"

"That's it. ”

Mr.10, a man in black with a knife pinned to his waist beside him, smiled and said, "How about it, do you want to join us?"

As he spoke, he secretly made enough preparations, and if he objected, he would immediately burst out and kill people.

What their workplace advertises is "mysterious"!

If you refuse, where will the news leak out?

Besides, if he is allowed to escape, it will be considered a failure of the mission, and where will he still be alive?

There will definitely be higher-level agents to hunt him down.

"So, just join you and fight the stronger guys. ”

Baker said, his eyes showing fanatical fighting intent.

"Whew~~"

Mr.10 secretly exhaled and relaxed, fortunately he had collected Baker's information before, and sure enough, he was able to take the bait with the excuse that he could fight more strong people.

"Naturally, there are all kinds of powerhouses in the Great Channel, and even those with Devil Fruit abilities are concentrated there, which will definitely make you have a good fight!"

Mr.10 continued to tempt, saying that he was telling the truth, and that it was not his business whether Baker would die or not.

"Good!"

Baker nodded and said, "I'll join you!"

"Haha......"

Mr.10 was overjoyed and laughed, "You will never regret it." ”

Baker also smiled, secretly planning to challenge the senior agent in Mr. 10's mouth, and even the president, asking him to surrender so casually, but it was not so easy!

"Moximoxie ......"

Mr.10 pulls out the phone bug and contacts Mr.3.

"How's it going?"

As soon as they got connected, Mr.3 on the other side asked directly.

Mr. 10 immediately said, "The mission is accomplished, and Baker has agreed to be a member of our Baroque workshop." ”

"Okay, in that case, you can quickly lead him into the Great Passage, and there is a task for you to follow. "Mr. 3 on the other side.

"Okay, I'll ...... it"

"Who!?"

Before Mr.10 could finish his sentence, Baker let out a loud shout.

Mr.10 was so startled that he almost got rid of the phone bug, and anger quickly appeared on his face.

When I turned my head, I saw a barefoot young man with a large bag on his back, a black vest, and slender "scars" on both shoulders, walking out of the sea.

"Who are you, and why are you here all of a sudden?"

Baker's eyes were fixed on Harut.

Harut had come straight out of the sea, and Baker hadn't seen anyone in the sea before.

Was it on the island before?

Or did you just swim over?

If it's the latter, then this guy is an amazing guy who can dive for so long.

This is the seaside, and when I looked at it myself, there was nothing at sea level within 500 meters.

"Boy, did you hear anything?"

Mr.10 didn't think much of it, and immediately asked out loud.

"Hear what?"

Harut was slightly stunned, but soon noticed Baker, showed joy, and said, "Beck, sure enough, you are here!"

"You know?"

Harut's tone led Mr. 10 to think that Baker knew him.

"No, no, we've never met. Baker shook his head.

“Mr.10！”

The phone bug didn't hang up, and the voice here was naturally heard, "Deal with him!"

Mr.10 immediately replied, "Yes!"

"I'm here for you, Beck!"

Harut walked up and threw his backpack on the beach, ignoring his wet clothes.

"Oh......"

Baker asked, "Bounty hunters?"

Without waiting for Harut to answer, Mr. 10 said, "Can't let the news of our work club be exposed, let's stop it!"

"Bounty hunters?"

Harut moved his hands and feet, and said, "No. ”

"I heard that you are a master of physical arts, so I came to you on purpose. ”

"Sure enough, you're here, and my 800,000 Bailey isn't a vain flower. ”

"Harut, my name is Harut, and this is the name of the man who is going to bring you down!"

Beck's eyes lit up, and he licked the corners of his mouth and said, "So you're also good at physical arts?"

"Let's fight. ”

Before the words fell, Baker made a move.

The two men were only twenty meters apart, and Baker crossed the distance almost in two seconds and threw a punch that struck Harut's left goal.

The blow was so fast that ordinary people couldn't react at all.

However, Harut narrowly dodged the attack with only a slight side, grabbing Baker's arm with his left hand and striking his chest with his right palm.

"Huh!"

Baker's eyes became more and more aggressive, and his right arm shook violently, intending to get rid of it, and at the same time, his left hand met Harut's right palm.

Boom!

The two are evenly matched!

"Damn!"

Mr. 10 drew his pistol and aimed it at Harut, but he didn't dare to shoot at random, in case Baker misunderstood.

Harut glanced at Mr. 10, secretly warned, he was not a rubber man, let alone an iron block, and he couldn't bear to be shot.

"Two hundred tiles!"

Harut boosted his strength and slammed a punch into Baker's head.

Fish-man karate is practiced to a certain point and can control the output of power freely, and Harut can do this now.

"It's a lot stronger than just now. ”

Baker immediately noticed the change and became more and more excited, "So it's not your full strength." ”

On the side of Baker's head, as if a switch had been flipped on, the speed of his movements jerked up a notch, and a whip slammed into Harut, forcing him back five steps.

At the same time, he turned his head to stare at Mr. 10, clearly not letting him intervene.

"Careless......"

Harut didn't expect Baker's physical fitness to be so high, although he was not as good as himself, but he pressed himself under his skillful physical skills, but in this way, it was more valuable to compete.

Five hundred tiles!

Harut suddenly raised his strength to his current limit and fought Baker again.

"Five hundred—hand knives!"

"Five hundred—side kicks!"

"Five hundred--right fist!"

“......”

Harut exerts himself to his heart's content, I have to say that Baker is the first opponent he met in the East China Sea who can play to his heart's content, even if Harut's strength is far superior to him, but Baker can still deal with Harut.

Boom!

Baker rewarded another left hook, and Harut's face was almost crooked.

Harut threw his head back and kicked him hard.

"Shhh

Baker didn't completely dodge, and immediately felt his left abdomen being rubbed, and there was a burning pain, but the pain only made him more excited.

Kill him!

Gotta kill him!

"These two madmen!"

Mr.10 frowned on the side, these two guys were too violent, they actually did it directly, just looking at it, Mr.10 knew that those heavy-punched ordinary people had to vomit three liters of blood when they were hit, and these two guys actually beat each other more than a dozen times.

Rao is he can't help but feel cold.

Bitterly, Baker agreed to join them just now.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have had much confidence in keeping Baker.

"Hah!"

With a straight punch, Baker burst out with all his strength, and was about to hit Harut's throat, with a fanatical light in his eyes, "Die!"

Dangerous!

Harut sensed the crisis, and his hairs stood on end.

"Hah!"

Harut exhaled, clicked, his body suddenly rose thirty centimeters, his skin quickly turned blue, and the muscles of his whole body bulged slightly.

Boom!

With a muffled thud, a fist struck his chest, and Harut simply took a step back before swinging his right fist under Baker's stunned gaze.

"Seven hundred and fifty - right hook!"

Boom!

Baker's face twisted violently, and blood bubbled out and flew out.

Syllable......

Baker fell to the ground, leaving a trail more than a meter long on the sand.

"You're a Devil Fruit Ability!?"

Mr.10 was surprised, and at the same time, he was not slow to react, knowing that Baker could no longer win the opponent, so he shot decisively.

Bang bang bang!

Bullets flew out.

However, Harut had been prepared, and after seeing the point of the pistol, he dodged the bullet and quickly approached Mr. 10.

"Bastard!"

After firing a few more shots, Mr. 10 did not forget to retreat, and a large amount of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he did not dare to expose his back, and finally pulled out his knife directly, and was about to slash at Harut.

"Damn Baker. ”

If Baker hadn't gone head-to-head, he would have shot a long time ago.

"Humph!"

Approaching Mr. 10, he dodged Mr. 10's swing with ease, and then slapped him in the face of his frightened gaze.

Syllable!

Mr.10 fell unconscious.