Since we can't talk about it, let's fight.

The pirate's motto is simple, big fists, is the truth.

Although they didn't want to cause trouble, Caesar and Doflamingo were not afraid of things.

In just an instant, the two sides were fighting. The two sides are fighting against each other, and the king is fighting against the king.

Caesar and Doflamingo looked at each other in silence.

The other side is strong. They had the same idea at the same time.

The fall of the billboard kicked off the battle.

"Aren't you going to make a move? Dr. Vegapunk. ”

"Do it, I'm busy." Vegapunk didn't keep his eyes open, and continued to calculate the data in his head. He had little interest in fighting.

Since coming here, Vegapunk has not opened his eyes and has been dedicated to verifying the data in his heart. Everything in the bar couldn't attract his attention, and the quiet of him was so out of place with the noise in the bar.

It is said that since Vegapunk came on board, he has been experimenting in the laboratory and has never seen anyone. If Caesar hadn't pulled him out in the name of an all-hands party this time, Vegapunk might have been doing something.

I only slept two hours a day, I didn't leave the laboratory for three years, I didn't eat or drink for a week just to conduct experiments, and I only ate instant noodles to save time......

"Perhaps, that's why he's been able to get this far."

This is Caesar's exclamation when he learns about Vegapunk's schedule.

"Then leave it to me. Dr. Vegapunk. I'm looking forward to the day when you actually make a move. ”

"I hope that day will never come."

Fighting, if scientists are to join, it means that this organization has reached the end of its rope.

"Look at you're the first guy to be stronger in so long. I'll give you three tricks. King Kong said calmly.

"Don't be ashamed." Pika said angrily.

He listened to the conversation between King Kong and Vegapunk, and his anger jumped. What does it mean to hear the two of them? Could it be that he is a weak chicken? Is it so vulnerable?

"I don't need anyone else to do it, I can solve you all by myself."

The fast knife flickered, and Pika slashed at King Kong with lightning speed.

With a bang, Pika felt that he had slashed at the iron, and Zhen's palms were numb.

There is no defense, no movement, relying on physical strength, relying on domineering cultivation, and relying on muscle density.

"The accuracy is not bad, but the strength is a little worse." King Kong patted his head.

When the head blows, it is completely ineffective.

"I take back what I just said." Pika said solemnly.

The black knife is sharp, and the ghost bamboo is fierce; The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the domineering spirit is boiling. This is a contest between a sword master and a master of physical arts, and this is a fight that transcends the limits of the human body. There is no flower stand between the two, it is strength, strength, speed, the perception of moves, and the complete application of power.

Bang bang

I saw that the black knife was under the control of Hawkeye, making incredible movements. Perfect posture, perfect movements, as if God had integrated swordsmanship into his body, everything was so perfect, everything was impeccable.

Sparks flowed, and a little starlight flashed in the air, hitting the aftermath, kicking up puffs of dust, and the weapon flipped and rumbled.

"You're good." Hawkeye said indifferently, although the master of physical arts, although he is not the best swordsman, he is also commendable.

Blood, boiling, how long has it been, more than a year, and I can finally relax my muscles and bones.

Click, the muscles and bones rattled slightly, and Hawkeye relaxed all over.

"Tell me, Chorakle Mihawk, your name."

"Virgo."

Virgo's expression was solemn, and the strength of the other party was far stronger than he imagined. There is such a master in Beihai?

"Come on, whoever you are, I'm going to win."

I am the right and left hand of the young master, how can I lose? I'm going to help him ascend to the throne of One Piece.

"Oh, let's fight." Captain Jack laughed.

"Hmm, hahaha, I didn't expect that I would fight with a shemale in my lifetime, you are the most disgusting opponent I have ever met." Diamanti scoffed.

"It doesn't matter, man, I think the guy next to you is more disgusting."

"Huh?" Torrebol's eyes blinked, and his snot flowed down and stuck to the ground.

"Well, that's true."

"Hey, hey, hey, my snot isn't simple, it's going to surprise you."

With a slap of the palm, the air vibrates, the wind and dust roll, with a huge force that exceeds the limit of the human body, emitting great power.

"Haha, bullfighting cloak." Diamanti laughed, and the soft cloak hardened instantly, from supple to sharp and sturdy, and the attack was instantaneous.

"Hmm, hahaha, I'm a banner man who eats the fruit of the flag, and I can make everything flutter like a flag." Diamanti said proudly, "I'll tell you plainly, this cloak is made of steel, and it is impossible for a shemale like you to break it, hahaha." ”

"I see, it's steel, no wonder it's so hard." Jack scratched his head, it was really a bit of trouble, of course, it was just trouble.

"Are you an idiot? Tell me that, what you're capable of. With that, Jack looked at Diamanti like an idiot.

"Hmm, hahaha, tell you what." Diamanti seemed to have heard the funniest joke, "To a weak scum like you, Master Ben just stands still, and you can't break the defense." Uh-haha-"

"Oops," Diamanti was struck before he could finish speaking.

"Wow, I can break through, it seems that your defense is not so strong." Jack said with a look of surprise on his face, still looking at Diamanti with his big innocent eyes.

"Bastard, I want your life." Annoyed and angry, Diamanti launched a fierce attack.

"Clown throwing knives."

Like a meteor, the flying knife stabbed Torrebol with the momentum of piercing the sky.

"Hey, hey, hey, is this your attack?" Torrebol ignored it.

The knife stabbed deep into Torrebol's body, so fast that Torrebol dodged it at the last minute. The slime on his body seemed to be alive, and it was like a quagmire, drowning the throwing knife in it.

One blow, completely useless.

"Is it the Able?"

"Hey, hey, red-nosed clown, your attack, in my eyes, isn't even an itch."

"Sticky cannon."

Hundreds of places of slime flew towards Bucky with the force of a strong wind. The huge stickiness sticks to the opponent, and the dense number makes it impossible for anyone to escape, coupled with the strong piercing force, it is really a terrifying and disgusting move.

"Oops," Bucky dodged left and right, moving around.

It was almost impossible to hide, and Torrebol could even imagine the desperate look in the red nose's eyes.

"Divided." Bucky split instantly, his hands, feet, chest, and waist, each doing his own thing.

His hands moved horizontally and vertically, his waist rotated and rolled, and his chest rotated 180 degrees, narrowly dodging the attack.

"Yaga, do you think you're the only one who is capable? Lord Ben solemnly declares that Lord Bucky is also a capable person. Bucky said triumphantly, "It's just a disgusting snot, and I want to compare it to Lord Bucky." ”

Bucky waved his hand with a look of disgust.