Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Angry White Hunter

Sure enough, seeing is believing, Smoker, who has always been known for his positive image in Rogue Town, actually has this kind of quirk, and with this kind of boss, the short-haired swordsman Dusty with a sword at his waist just now must not be wrong!

Bartolomeo picked his nostrils and flicked his boogers at Smoker: "You're really a terrible cosmister like that Dusty!" ”

The thugs he brought behind him couldn't help but clutch their bellies and laugh, or shout hysterically.

"Oh my God, the Colonel is a transvestite!"

"Big news, big news, the high-sounding naval chief actually has an unknown side!"

As he spoke, he had the idea of smearing Smoker in his heart to repay the account that had just been counted on the head of the Navy.

Pedestrians hid in corners, the windows of the houses along the street were closed, and a few do-gooders flashed their shutters, ready to sell the shocking news to the newspaper.

Bucky was also a little confused, and let Kabaji pose as a navy to provoke the forces in the dark streets, creating a chaotic situation in order to delay the naval strength of Rogue Town, which was indeed his idea.

However, he didn't expect that there would be such a big commotion, and the black pressure was about to fill the entire street, and the number of people was several times that of the navy soldiers, and the effect of this provocation was too good......

Smoker dodged the boopers, and yelled at Bartolomeo, who was blocking in front of him, "Dusty? What are you talking about! ”

"I don't dare to admit it." Bartolomeo pointed at Smoker, "Does one of your men have a man named Dusty?" ”

"Why do you ask this?" Smoker slowed down, he sensed something was wrong, didn't Dusty sneak out? How could you suddenly be implicated with the other party?

"Cut, sure enough, it's the Navy's hand!" Bartolomeo said, "Little brothers, come with me to smash this group of navies!" ”

Suddenly, the thugs split into two teams, one rushing towards the large navy with prison shells and barrels in their hands, and the other rushing towards Smoker.

"Nameless, I don't have time to waste on you!!"

Seeing that Bucky's figure was about to disappear in this chaos of fighting, Smoker snorted coldly, "White smoke screen!" ”

His two arms suddenly turned into dozens of bundles of white smoke, and he swept towards the thugs who rushed in front of him.

Before the hundreds of thugs knew what was happening, their whole bodies were bound by the white smoke that had slammed over them, and they were suspended in the air, and they couldn't help but scream in horror.

"What's going on?"

"What the hell is he?!"

"It's actually the legendary Devil Fruit ability!"

Bartolomeo rolled to the ground, quickly dodged a smoke rushing towards him, and cautiously looked at Smoker in front of him, as the largest underground force in Rogue Town, the gateway to the East China Sea, a lot of information will be sent to the door every day, and he has heard a lot, he also knows that the devil fruit is a thing, but he has not taken it to heart, and now after seeing it with his own eyes, he can't help but feel extremely magical.

But just like this, it won't make him retreat timidly, otherwise he won't be able to become the boss of the black street who leads thousands of people.

He drew the short knife at his waist and rushed towards Smoker, and several naval soldiers who were chasing after Smoker saw this, and quickly drew their weapons and protected Smoker's body.

Bartolomeo moves quickly, and he is used to fighting in the streets, which is fast and accurate.

After seduting the soldier at the front of the position to lift the knife forward, his right foot kicked directly under the soldier's fragile ribs, and then took advantage of the soldier's fallen body to block the vision of the soldier next to him, and quickly flashed it from the side, twisting the neck of the soldier next to him to forty-five degrees.

The rest of the soldiers were eliminated by Bartolomeo in the blink of an eye, although these soldiers have also practiced seriously in the base on weekdays, and they are much stronger than the ordinary soldiers in the East China Sea, but for the boss of the black street, it is not a level at all.

Bartolomeo held a knife in his right hand and slashed it at Smoker's chest, "Transvestite, what a sin!" ”

Because he had been hit by Hailou Stone before, Smoker was still a little cautious in his heart, afraid that the ordinary weapon in the other party's hand would also be boring, at this time, his body quickly turned into countless white smoke, and in an instant, he went around Bartolomeo's back, pressed his right hand on Bartolomeo's head, pressed down hard, and hit the ground with the opponent's forehead.

The blow to the slate floor cracked open, and Bartolomeo's entire head was embedded in the soft soil beneath the slate, motionless.

"Wasted a lot of my time and let that bastard run away."

Smoker took two puffs of his cigar and frowned at the chaotic battle between the gangsters and the navy in front of him.

"Colonel, you've got your Biruna motorcycle." The belated entourage of the non-commissioned officer stood beside Smoker, looked at the pink lace bathrobe he was wearing, and quickly covered his mouth and smiled.

"Hey, what are you laughing at?!" Smoker's eyes instantly became fierce.

"Nope!" The accompanying non-commissioned officer straightened his back suddenly, "Colonel Smoker, a suspicious ship has been spotted on the shore south of Rogue Town, suspected to be the Bhikudorp of the Bucky Pirates, please give an order." ”

"Send a team of soldiers to sink that pirate ship, and today I am bound to arrest that group of pirates."

Smoker pulled up the somewhat obstructive bathrobe, revealing his fluffy thighs, and got on the motorcycle, "That guy with a white mask must have something to do with the Bucky Pirates, since he was sent to the door, then don't think about running away so easily!" ”

After that, start the motorcycle and take a shortcut to chase it.

Looking at the back of the usually serious Smoker like a dusty woman at this time, the accompanying non-commissioned officer couldn't help laughing, finally stopped, coughed dryly, dialed the phone, conveyed the colonel's order, and let the rest of the soldiers on call in the naval base start to act.

As soon as he hung up, a short knife was held against his neck, and the sharp edge almost pierced his skin.

"Where's Smoker?" Some angry voices came.

"I won't, I won't say......" the accompanying non-commissioned officer stammered.

Bartolomeo let out a hideous laugh, and the short knife in his hand was closer: "I don't care if you are a navy or not, if you don't say it, you will die." ”

The accompanying non-commissioned officer broke out in a cold sweat, and finally said tremblingly when his life was threatened: "Morning ...... The central square went to the south bank......"

"That's good...... Ha ha. Bartolomeo patted the dust and dirt off his face, laughed twice, and chased in the direction Smoker had left.