"Help?"

Kerra hurriedly refused with a panicked look: "No need! That bad guy is very strong! ”

The enemy of the Otluk family is the "Celestial Dragon", and Sabo himself is a senior staff officer in the revolutionary army at a young age, and a supernova who is designated by the leader as his successor.

With such a sensitive identity and background, Kella naturally did not dare to tell everything in front of a friend she had just met.

But Nami, who was zealous, unrelentingly grabbed Kerra's hand and persuaded:

"Don't be afraid!"

"Even if that bad guy is a vicious sea thief, my friend will never back down!"

"He's so much scarier than a pirate..."

Kella muttered subconsciously.

In the midst of Nami's curious and eager gaze, Kerra suddenly woke up again, and hurriedly waved her hand in refusal:

"It's our business, so let's not bother Miss Nami!"

"If he wants revenge, it should be our friends who help him."

"Well..."

Nami reluctantly accepted Kerra's statement, but there was still some sympathy between her eyebrows.

Kerra hurriedly shifted the subject:

"Speaking of which, the friend that Miss Nami was talking about..."

"It should have a lot to do with you, right?"

"Huh?"

Nami hadn't expected Kella to ask about this.

Then, Nami replied without changing her face, "Yes." ”

“......”

Looking at Nami's indifferent reaction, Kella didn't know how to answer.

At this moment, there was an exclamation from the street in the distance.

Kerra followed the prestige, and saw that the dense crowd naturally divided into a wide path, and a tall man in a white suit was slowly walking along with a suitcase the size of a hill.

"That's my friend."

Nami said, pointing to Galen, who was not far away.

"He..."

Somewhat puzzled, Kerra asked, "Why is he carrying such a large box?" ”

"It's all the clothes, shoes, jewelry and other gadgets I bought..."

Nami, who has degenerated into an aristocratic class, shows her wealth lightly:

"I'm sitting here drinking tea, just waiting for him to help me pay the bill."

“......”

Kella was speechless again, and she suddenly wanted to ask the Miss Nami in front of her for some successful experience.

But the man in the white suit was not as gentlemanly as Kella had imagined, and he began to complain to Nami before he could get closer:

"Nami!"

"We're here to build a ship in the water capital this time, not to buy clothes..."

"Besides, with those clothes at home, can you wear them all in your life?"

Nami's face darkened slightly, and she just glared at Galen from afar.

Galen didn't realize it, but walked over to Nami and put down the big box.

He was about to say something, and his expression suddenly froze:

I saw that Nami's water-soaked white dress had not yet dried, and the translucent fabric was clinging to her increasingly plump and toned body, and at a glance it was a beautiful spring.

"This..."

Galen asked, somewhat shocked:

"I won't let you go out shirtless, and you're dressed like this?"

Nami silently got up and stepped forward, and gave Galen a natural armed domineering love fist with ease.

"It hurts, it hurts..."

Galenche, who didn't turn on the digital mode, really felt the pain, and Nami became the only "strong man" in the world who could really hurt Galen.

Nami dragged Galen over again, and introduced to Kella without changing her face:

"I'll make you laugh, this is my friend."

"Haha..."

Kella had just laughed out loud at Nami's funny interaction with Galen, but when she looked up, she could clearly see Galen's already well-known face.

Her face turned pale instantly: "Galen?!" ”

Galen = Draconians = Sabo's exterminating enemy.

Nightmares of the past welled up in her mind, her body trembling uncontrollably from fear and hatred of the world's aristocracy, and Kerra's heartbreak was shattered by Sabo's forced smile.

The combination of new hatred and old hatred made the negative emotions in Kerra instantly soar to the extreme, and then burst out violently.

The current Kerra is not the weak young girl who could only kneel and wipe the floor in front of the Celestial Dragons, but a well-cultivated and tempered revolutionary soldier.

So once she loses her mind, she has a terrifying power under her full force:

"Fishman Karate: 2,000 Wa Zheng Fist!"

The most desperate gap in the world is the gap between people.

Aaron's cadre Cloobi has been practicing for many years, but he can only break through the realm of "a thousand".

And Kerra is a human girl, who was able to easily hit the "two thousand" level of fishman karate boxing when she was just an adult.

But half a year ago, Croobie was able to knock Galen away with one punch, and now...

In the face of the fierce palm wind that Kerra struck with a wave of his hand, Galen just stepped forward to protect Nami behind him, and then turned on the data mode to summon a gorgeous armor sword.

Kella's petite palm was condensed with tremendous power, and the arm that slammed into it like a battering ram tore through the air, sending out a wave of white air visible to the naked eye in midair.

At last...

Galen didn't even move his footsteps, and directly took the palm with his body.

"What?"

Kerra's palm was still imprinted on Galen's chest, and her face was full of horror:

She struck with all her strength, and she couldn't even help the armor on the opponent's chest.

While Kella was still stunned, Galen's broad palm grabbed her wrist like a pincer.

Feeling the tremendous force coming from the palm of Galen's hand, which could crush her wrist at any moment, Kerra no longer dared to move easily, but her face was pale and she was in a dilemma.

Before Galen could ask more, Nami stood up from behind Galen with an excited expression:

"Kerra!"

"I treat you as a friend, why are you attacking me..."

Nami paused, but her words were not as frank as when she was alone with Kerra :

"Why are you attacking Galen?!"

The corners of Kerra's mouth twitched, and she instinctively felt that she was a little sorry for Nami, the friend she had just met.

"Kerra?"

Galen frowned slightly, vaguely feeling that the name was somewhat familiar.

Take a closer look at the somewhat recognizable dress of the girl in front of you:

On his head is a small hat with windshield goggles, a shirt-like one-piece skirt on his body, and underneath...

The pair of big white legs in stockings looked similar, but they were not recognizable.

Galen roughly recognized the young girl's identity.

He was about to say something, but another shout came from his ears: "Let go of her!" ”

This was followed by a whistling fist wind:

"Dragon's Claw!"

The pitch-black weapon-colored domineering energy wrapped around the claw-shaped fist, and swept through the air like a flying dragon.

Galen casually let go of the Kerra he was holding, and swung his great sword again, and used the broad blade of the sword to take the shocking punch.

The loud sound of metal colliding was like thunder, and the air waves that erupted from the two of them caused a gust of wind around them, and Nami, who was closest to the battlefield, was blown by the storm and became a little unsteady on her feet.

And unlike the previous breezy Karate when he took on the Kerra Fishman Karate, Galen's rock-solid body took a clear step back when he took the punch.

The two fought hard together, and then they staggered away from each other.

Sabo landed in front of Kerra, and looked warily at Galen in front of him.

"That man is Galen!"

Korra hid pitifully behind Sabo, and pointed at Galen's face with grief and rebuked, "He killed your whole family!" ”

"I recognize it."

There was no sadness in Sabo's tone, just vigilance and vigilance.

He is only more than 18 years old now, and he is not the chief of staff who will sit firmly in the second position of the revolutionary army in the future, and his own strength is far from reaching that level.

Facing Galen, who has the reputation of "rivaling the Hades", Sabo can't help but be a little nervous.

And he had already used seventy percent of his strength with that dragon claw just now, and he asked himself that even a hard steel ingot could be pinched into powder with one claw, but he couldn't even feel a white mark on Galen's body.

Sabo was even more worried in his heart, and he was even ready to sacrifice himself to cover Kerra's escape.

"Hey, hey..."

Galen, however, subconsciously refuted Kella's words:

"What do you mean by me killing his whole family?"

"When have I ever done such a thing as destroying people?"

With Saab by her side, Kerra had some courage out of thin air.

She couldn't help but ask Galen indignantly:

"Still say no?!"

"The Outluk family, didn't you kill it?"

"The Outruk family..."

Galen looked at the familiar blonde young man who was standing in front of Kerra with some surprise: "You are Sabo?" ”

"Yes."

Sabo replied in a deep voice.

Although it was a little strange why this "Celestial Dragon Man" knew his name, the look of vigilance on his face did not relax in the slightest.

"Haha..."

Galen put down the big sword in his hand and put on a kind smile again:

"It's really a flood that washed the Dragon King Temple! Misunderstandings, all misunderstandings..."

"You sit down first, and we'll talk about it calmly."

"Talk calmly?"

Somewhat dazed by the sudden change in the attitude of the enemy, Kerra only asked again with vigilance:

"How is this possible!"

"You're Sabo's exterminating enemy!"

"Uh..."

Galen said with some embarrassment:

"In this way, it seems that I killed Sabo's family."

"But—"

Galen glanced deeply at Sabo again:

"I'm Luffy's friend."

"I would like to ask the two of you to sit down and talk calmly for Luffy's sake."

"Luffy?"

Kerra frowned tightly:

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"No matter who this guy is, is it possible that Sabo will forget about his family just because you are a friend of this guy..."

Kella's words are not finished...

Saab let go of his fist and sat down again.