Chapter Eighty-Three: The Little Ghost and the Old Man

At the same time, on the warships of the Navy, the battle between the two groups continued.

"Oh yes!!"

The maid's spirit is very excited, this is the first actual combat since she learned domineering, and the opponent is not strong, which makes her feel like she is trying to move.

"Hey, hey, hey, hurry up!"

Baby-5's attacks were endless, like waves in the sea, and the ten barrels of the ten fingers were constantly swallowing tongues of fire, and dense barrages continued to pour out, threatening Ain's life at all times.

In addition, the maid is domineering and has a small achievement, at least it is more than enough to face an opponent of the level of Ain, the maid is really easy to play, it is a standing pile output, and it is very comfortable.

"Damn!!"

Ain kept dodging, and the density of the baby-5's barrage made her not even have a chance to fight back, and her domineering spirit had not yet reached the point of physical bullet resistance.

"Hahaha!"

The maid's mouth opened, and the scene suddenly became a little weird, and a cannon came out of her mouth, "Take it, eat my mouth cannon!" "I really don't understand how she spoke.

"Bang!"

Ain frowned and leaped sharply, dodging the shelling, but, again, she was in the air and became a live target for the maid.

"Hahaha!"

"Die, die, die!"

The maid's two hands instantly turned into two cannons, and they blasted directly towards Ain in the air.

"Go backwards!"

Ain's pupils shrank, and two red balls of light smashed out of his hand.

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"It's so lively over there!"

The cook leaned leisurely on the side of the boat, watching the battle between the maid and Ain on the other side with his eyes as if he was not there, it looked really lively, and the confrontation between the two powerful fruits, which was both cannon and gun, was also quite interesting.

But for the chef, it's really a bit too low-level, the kind that is not interested at all, before he gets the fruit ability, he can kill those two women in an instant with his domineering and physical skills alone, not to mention that now he has obtained a very interesting fruit and his strength has improved again.

This can be seen from the ninja man next to him who is completely powerless to struggle in the dead place wrapped in a lump of sticky butter, this is the strength of a different dimension.

"Damn, damn pirates!"

Binz was not reconciled even if he was defeated by the chef: "Don't think that you can be arrogant for long, soon the return of Teacher Zefa will be your end!" ”

"Really?"

The cook said, "It seems that you have a lot of faith in that Mr. Zefa! ”

"Nonsense,"

Binz proudly said, "Mr. Zefa is the ex—"

"Former admiral, right?"

The chef spoke.

"You know?"

Binz was a little surprised: "Since you know—"

"It's too arrogant! Pirate! ”

Binz roared angrily, he didn't care what he was, but he couldn't tolerate an insult to his most respected teacher.

"Hehe, don't get me wrong,"

The chef said, "I'm scared to death of Mr. Zefa, even for a confident person who will inevitably be a little short of breath when facing the Admiral. ”

"But ah, Mr. Navy,"

The cook said, "Since my captains have already charged, there is no reason for us to stop behind, if we will be defeated, then at least,"

"Let's resist too!"

The chef replied.

"-Pirates,"

Binz said in a low voice: "Sure enough, they are all fanatics!" ”

"Say whatever you want!"

The chef put his hands in his pockets, and his face was not very pleasant: "Captain, don't just fall here!" ”

Even he didn't have much confidence in the battle between his own captain and the former admiral.

"Huh?"

The chef jerked his head up, a smile on his face.

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"EulerOlaOlaOlaUla !!"

The maid let out a strange cry, and her hands turned into two buzzing chainsaws, bringing bursts of arc light and slashing at Ain.

Ain kept dodging, holding two short daggers in her hands and slamming into the maid's chainsaw from time to time, bursting with bursts of sparks, in the end, her domineering spirit was not perfect, and the hardened weapon couldn't do it, and in a few rounds, the dagger was already covered in bruises.

"Huh?"

The maid suddenly stopped attacking and looked at the sky.

"Is it over yet?"

The maid said.

"What?"

Ain couldn't help but look up, and a figure in the sky appeared in her sight.

"Ding!"

"Impossible?"

The dagger in Ain's hand slipped to the ground, and she didn't notice it at all, and the young navy unconsciously sat down on the ground, muttering to himself: "Impossible, this impossible!" ”

"Zefa-sensei, Zefa-sensei,"

Ain's face was incredulous: "How is this possible? How could Mr. Zefa lose? ”

The person in the sky is none other than Vlad, who is carrying Zefa back, and the battle situation between the two is clear at a glance.

"Whew... Call... Whew..."

Vlad flapped his wings and landed lightly to the ground, gasping heavily in his mouth, he was indeed at his limit.

"Plop!"

Vlad casually threw Zefa onto the deck, and then he couldn't hold it anymore, so he sat on the deck with his back against the side of the boat, and returned to his human form, and he didn't care about the tattered clothes, he really didn't have the strength to move.

"Zefa Teacher !!"

Ain's reaction was very excited, and he instantly pounced on Zefa's body, and his tears couldn't be stopped at all, and it was like rain in an instant.

"Hey, woman,"

Vlad was struggling to even speak now, but he still spoke with a smile: "If I were you, it would be better to bring Mr. Zefa's medicine now, his current situation is not good!" ”

Ain jerked his head up and looked at Vlad with hatred in his eyes.

"Uhahahaha! Ahem, ahem...."

Vlad laughed, then coughed violently: "Hate me?" Then try to kill me! ”

"You..."

Anger flashed across Ain's face.

"Mr. Captain, let's say a few words!"

The cook walked over slowly, with a wry smile on his face, turned his head to Ain and said, "This Navy lady, let's go find some medicine for Mr. Zefa first, I think Mr. Zefa is indeed ill, it's asthma, but I can't wait long." ”

"You don't have to be pitiful!"

Ain gave Vlad a resentful look and gently carried Zefa behind his back.

"Captain, it's a little too miserable, isn't it?"

The chef looked at Vlad, who was covered in bruises, but there was a smile on his face, facing the former admiral, it was unimaginable to win, and it was delusional not to be injured.

"I can't help it,"

Vlad smiled, looking at Zefa, who had been helped up by Ain, his voice was very soft, and his injuries were very serious: "That old man is super strong!" I almost couldn't win. ”

"So, captain, do you want to kill them?"

The maid's eyes flashed with murderous aura, and now her group has an absolute advantage.

"Uhahahaha!"

"What stupid things to say, it's a little too early to tear your face with the navy!"

Vlad said leisurely.

"Hey, Ain huh?"

Vlad tilted his head and said, "Do you want to come to me?" I love you! ”

"Stop dreaming! Pirate! ”

Ain looked at Vlad as if he was looking at his father's killer, and it was no wonder that Zefa was indeed no different from her father.

"That's it, forget it!"

Vlad wasn't annoyed either.

"Forget it, chef, let's go back!"

"Yes, Captain!"

The cook answered, walked to the side of the boat, and with his hands outstretched, a yellow, solid object sprayed out.

"Sturdy Butter-Oil-Oil!"

There was an instant butter road on the sea, and before, he and the maid had really come through this method.

The chef picked up Vlad and wanted to leave.

"Imp,"

Zefa, who was carried behind by Ain, regained consciousness, looked at Vlad, who was about to leave, and said, "Don't think I'll be grateful to you!" ”

"Really?"

Not to be outdone, Vlad shot back: "Will you be grateful next time?" ”

"Arrogant imp!"

Zefa said so.

"Stubborn old man!"

Vlad said so.

The chef helped Vlad jump off the Navy warship, and this sudden encounter finally came to an end.