It's like a high school student who was lucky enough to find a homeroom teacher lurking outside the gap in the curtain during his evening self-study, or like a young clerk who quietly glimpsed the company leader on the inspection in the reflection of the computer screen when he went to work...

From the moment he picked up the microphone, Galen's expression became calm, calm, and calm, unmoved by Hancock's beauty.

Hancock was silent for a moment.

She has good strength and excellent hearing, and the volume of the phone bug in Galen's hand is not small at all.

The conversation between Galen and Nami, Hancock heard it clearly.

For Hancock, the capital he is most proud of is the unstoppable feminine charm that captivates the country and the city.

And now there is a man who completely ignores the charm of her, the "world's number one beauty", and the method used is...

Another woman?

The corners of Hancock's mouth twitched slightly, and he pulled the twisted facial muscles to write a word "anger" on his face:

"Soul light!"

"You actually ignore the charm of a concubine because of a woman?!"

"Hahaha..."

"'A woman'?"

Galen laughed twice with a slight mockery, and then said without changing his face and without a beat:

"In my heart, she is a hundred times more beautiful than you!"

"Bojahan Cook, do you really think you are the number one beauty in the world?"

"Don't be too narcissistic!"

His tone was very sincere and firm, and his words were utterly sincere.

After saying this into the microphone, Galen finally hung up the phone call to Nami with a serious face.

After hearing Galen's cynicism, Hancock's face was already a lingering iron blue.

After a moment of silence, Hancock suddenly reached out a white finger and lightly touched his crimson lips.

In an instant, a huge pink peach heart condensed from her fingers, both in color and shape.

Combined with Han Cook's whimsical "forward swing move", this move can be aptly described as "flying kisses", "comparing hearts" and "showing love".

Nami, who was hiding from the airboat and observing the battle, was so angry that she almost crumpled the telescope in her hand into pieces when she saw this scene.

Fortunately, Galen's performance in the camera is very appropriate:

He was not at all confused by Hancock's peachy appearance, but kept watching the battle with high-spirited eyes, and remained as immobile as a green pine on the ground.

And at this time, Hancock finally launched an attack on Galen with full of anger:

"Captive Arrow!"

She swung her palm outward, and the huge heart condensed by the ability of the sweet fruit turned into a rocket launcher in an instant, firing an endless stream of pink arrows at Galen.

The scream of the air tearing was loud, like a rain of arrows falling on the head.

The place where the pink arrow touched, whether it was dirt or grass, quickly changed to stone in front of it.

But Galen's expression remained unchanged, and he just took a step indifferently:

"Shave!"

His form turned into a phantom, stirring up the wind and lightning, and he walked towards the pink arrows in the sky.

The sharp pink arrows flew into the air, only piercing the uninhabited ground, and suddenly leaving a mess behind Galen, who had gone in the dust.

Hancock's strongest point is her charm.

The word "charm" is a passive group aura skill, which contains various effects such as weakness, silence, dizziness, slowdown, and charm, and has a long control time and good control effect, which is very powerful.

Relying on such a "do whatever he wants" power, Hancock can even wantonly bully a vice admiral as powerful as the flying squirrel.

But after Galen ignored this debuff, Hancock's own strength was not enough in front of Galen:

The rain of pink arrows was still roaring, but Galen's phantom-dragging figure had already burst in front of Hancock.

She had just seen Galen's figure clearly, and in an instant, another great sword burning with flames slashed mercilessly.

Hancock subconsciously jumped backwards, but the blade followed.

"Can't hide!"

Seeing the sword blade, which was suddenly seven points faster, Hancock's heart sank, and he had to hurriedly kick out a kick and fight with the blade.

There was a muffled sound, and a violent fire collided in mid-air.

The astonishing heat and force were transmitted from the blade to the calf, causing Hancock to feel a burning sensation in his skin and a dull pain in his bones.

Fortunately, Hancock was not shallow in her mastery of armament, otherwise the scorching flames burning on the great sword alone would have burned her white and smooth calves to the ground.

But even so, the layer of pitch-black armed domineering that covered Hancock's legs was scorched and wriggled and deformed by contact with the flames.

Hancock was secretly frightened, and Galen's offensive had only just begun.

His blade struck Hancock without stopping, overlapping and stretching, like a tsunami rushing into the sky.

The person who was entangled by Galen's close body could only rely on the most essential physical strength to fight with him.

There are no bells and whistles, no moves and dismantles, only the collision of blades and flesh, continuous vibrations and blazing fire.

In a short time, Hancock's forehead was already soaked with tired sweat, and his thick black hair was messily stuck to his white cheeks and neck, and his breathing was even more disordered and heavy.

But she didn't have any way out of the situation:

An opponent weaker than Galen could not escape the grappling of his sword, which was bound to hit.

Hancock's strength had obviously exhausted a lot, and the armed color domineering condensed on his body was gradually scorched under the flames that were incombustible and difficult to form.

Eventually, her defenses completely collapsed.

"Fatal blow!"

Galen's blade slashed through Hancock's weapon-colored domineering, slashing a golden-red arc between her waist and abdomen.

Blood gushed out, and quickly evaporated in the heat of the flames.

The blade didn't cut deeply, but it left a shallow wound in Hancock's jade-like waist.

But what really hurts is the golden-red flame that clings to Hancock through the blade,

The flames began as a scorched black spot at the wound of the sword, and then quickly spread along the flammable fabric of Hancock's cheongsam to a wider, more deadly area around him.

The moment he was contaminated with the flames, Hancock felt a burning pain in his abdomen.

She immediately used her armed color domineering to protect her skin burned by the flames, but the burning pain had already forced out a layer of cold sweat on her body, and her already exhausted body became even weaker.

And the flame had grown a lot, and it had swept away half of Hancock's clothes.

"Can't let it burn anymore!"

It was a matter of life safety, Hancock gritted his teeth and reached out to grab his upper cheongsam, which had been burned to the ground.

The sound of the cloth tearing was loud.

A garment stained with flames was thrown out by Hancock, and turned into a dazzling flame on the ground beside him.

Because of Hancock's strong man's broken wrist, the flames did not cause more damage to her, but only burned black from the sword wound on her waist.

But...

Galen's flames are incredibly powerful and ignite at the touch, and the clothes worn by opponents are not as powerful as Luffy's +13 straw hat that never wears.

Enemies like Klockdahl, Moonlight Moria, and Rob Rock fought with Galen to the end, and their clothes were basically burned by Galen's flames, and then Galen was exposed to his tendons.

Forehead...

Moonlight Moriah doesn't count, he shows his fat.

And now, Hancock's clothes are no exception in this flame...

It burned so that only the skirt of the lower body remained.

Hancock clutched his full, partially uncovered chest with one hand, and with the other he struggled to lift the half-burned hem of the cheongsam, protecting it under his waist and abdomen, and looked at Galen with a look of shame and indignation.

Because of the excessive exercise, Hancock's hair was messily scattered between his collarbones, his exposed skin looked a little white and red, and his whole body was oozing a thin layer of sweat because of the burning pain just now, which looked extremely indescribable.

“......”

In the white sparkling light, there was an eerie silence.

Galen's sword stopped.

The enemy's control skills are too strong, and Galen's toughness can't withstand it.

Miss Nami, who was far away in the airship, finally broke the poor telescope.

Fortunately, the Golden Lion and Kuzan were busy playing a game of meteorite hitting a glacier several miles away, and this scene that violated core values did not spread farther.

"Hmm..."

Galen fell into a deep embarrassment.

And Hancock's devouring eyes full of shame and indignation were still nailed to Galen's big face, colliding head-on with Galen's eyes that did not move away at all.

"Ahem..."

Galen coughed lightly twice, and finally came to his senses.

He straightened his face, and slowly approached Hancock, and quietly added a pair of Hailou stone handcuffs to his hands.

Either way, it's a fight, and Galen has to put an end to it.

"Don't come here!"

"Don't come here!"

Hancock yelled at Galen, his expression full of panic.

Galen naturally didn't listen, but approached Hancock unhurriedly, and persuaded again:

"Hancock, stop struggling!"

"Stand up, I'm not going to do anything to you."

Hancock's body trembled violently, but she couldn't make any effective resistance with her body weak, sweating profusely, and a piece of cloth left on her body.

As Galen got closer, Hancock's body trembled more and more, for it occurred to her that thought:

As long as Galen came a little closer, a little bit of a different angle...

The shameful "Flying Dragon's Hoof" behind her will be discovered by the "Celestial Dragon Man" in front of her, and her humiliating slave status in the past will also be made public.

That's really the end of the catastrophe.

However, Hancock's only two hands were very busy at this time, and he couldn't protect the conspicuous imprint on his back.

And the only long hair that has a blocking effect is also because most of the sweat on the body sticks between the shoulders and collarbones, so it can't cover it at all.

"What should I do?"

Thinking that the imprint behind his back was about to be discovered by Galen, the 'Celestial Dragon', Hancock suddenly felt a little desperate.

Absolutely not...

This shame must not be seen!

Hancock bit his silver teeth, and his heart was crossed...

Suddenly, he pulled a busy hand from his body and pulled his long, thick hair that fell over his shoulders back onto his back.

"Aha?"

Galen was so frightened that he dropped his greatsword to the ground.