Chapter 173: Broken Arm
"I believe it."
Caesar didn't think twice.
Caesar thinks he knows a lot about Shanks, and redheads don't lie unless it's a joke. There will be no objection to this, whether it is friend or foe.
Some people are born to gain the admiration of others.
Redheads, that's the kind of person.
"Scattered, I may know." Caesar nodded.
Glancing at Maginot next to him, Caesar understood.
The redhead's gaze at Magino was indeed a little different.
Tenderness, pity, pity.
It was a very attractive woman.
Since ancient times, Gentle Township has been a hero's mound, a tired hero, and sometimes what is needed is that little comfort, as well as the warmth of home.
Since ancient times, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty pass.
"So, what's going on with your hands? What figure in the East China Sea can cut off your right arm? ”
Caesar was shocked.
What did he see, the redhead, one of the strongest in the world, who had no left arm? How is this possible?
Not long ago, Redhead and Hawkeye also held a duel that shocked the world.
In that battle, the heavens and the earth were discolored, the sun and the moon were dull, and the stars were changing, and it was the two gladiators who shone the heavens and the earth.
Redhead, hawkeyed.
Let the heavens roar, let the earth groan, let the sea roar.
At this moment, heaven and earth, the sun and the moon could not stop their light.
That battle was a legendary duel.
After this battle, Hawkeye became the most powerful swordsman in the world, and the name of the redhead also completely caused a sensation among the major forces, becoming one of the most powerful contenders for the emperor of the sea.
Anyone who can be the strongest in the world is a top-level combat power, and they have already stood at the highest peak of the world.
As long as you join the navy, you are the admiral, in charge of life and death; To become a pirate is to be a legendary pirate, and to have a group of powerful companions, that is the Emperor of the Sea.
And such a person actually lost an arm in the East China Sea, who can believe it, and who dares to believe it?
"Your left hand is broken, and Mihawk will go crazy."
Redhead and Hawkeye, this pair of rivals, have always been evenly matched.
Whether it is talent, opportunity, or effort, there is no distinction between the top and the bottom.
In the dark, there seems to be a thread that connects the two of them together, you chase after me, and you don't let each other go.
And they did not live up to the word old enemy.
Three duels, three without a win.
But now, the redhead suddenly broke his arm, and he still had a broken arm in his left hand, which made Hawkeye embarrassed.
The redhead who he has always considered to be the strongest opponent, who is also friend and foe, has not yet started the decisive battle, and the winner is divided.
I wasn't sure before, but now the redhead is definitely no match for Hawkeye.
Moreover, it is likely that he will no longer be his opponent in the future.
A master of physical arts, a swordsman, and everyone knows how big the impact of a broken arm is.
And whether the red hair can break and stand on its feet, getting rid of the impact of the broken arm, no one is sure.
Moreover, even if the redhead can break and stand up, but in the face of Hawkeye, who is not inferior in talent and opportunities, can the redhead really keep up after breaking his arm?
"Are you going to be a one-armed boxer?"
"Huh?"
One-armed boxer, what is that? The redhead would never have imagined that Caesar's mind was thinking of a famous person.
is also a broken arm, the difference is that the hero immediately had an adventure, first out of nowhere to meet a big eagle, then what snake gall, what inheritance, and finally practiced the world's gloomy ecstasy palm.
Now Caesar really wants to see if the redhead will be like the legendary one, eating snake gall, practicing swords in the sea, sparring with an eagle eagle, and finally practicing into a gloomy ecstasy palm, defeating Hawkeye and Whitebeard, and becoming the strongest in the world.
Well, it's a good story to call the name of the Red-Haired King or the Red Remnant.
Well, the above is purely Caesar's complaint.
"What a mess, I really don't understand what you're thinking sometimes."
"I'm blocking it in the new era." There is nostalgia and pity in the eyes of the redhead.
But there are no regrets.
Men, after making a decision, will definitely not regret it.
(Let's do it first, I'm really not free today.) This is something I squeezed out of my busy schedule.
Finally, thank you for the book friends who are book lovers in the five thousand, and you and me who have been book friends for their rewards)