"Do you think our captain is funny?"

Before anyone arrived, the smoke came first, and a man with a gun, standing beside the bear, spoke with bad intentions.

His eyes are always invigorating, talking about his captain, not giving face, and not forgetting to step on it.

As he spoke, the other companions nodded their heads, no one was angry, they had a banter in their eyes and a smile.

"You're not afraid that he'll hear it and trouble you?"

Everyone shook their heads and spoke: "What are you afraid of." ”

"We're not afraid."

"The captain is here, and we'll fight the same."

One by one it seemed to be true, and the bear would not believe them, and the captain, no matter how stupid he was, would .......

Well, there is one person Captain Exception, Luffy, remembering this tease Luffy, Xiong didn't go on to say.

"Your captain is in danger, and you're not going to help?"

Watching the play, they are here to see the play, not to help.

Hawkeye Mihawk chased Shanks and fought, one knife, one knife, the demon knife was huge in the night, and slashed at Shanks's sword, forming a stark difference.

One big and one small, one black and one white.

Two knives with different sharpness, Shanks's knife can't be named, and it's not bad to think about.

The two fight, and there is still some time.

"Haha, it doesn't exist."

"Our captain is not afraid of danger, Mihawk will pay attention."

They don't worry at all, they should eat, they should bow their heads to play, they should think about life.

Xiong's gaze finally fell on the man next to him, only he was more normal, the others.

"What do you say?"

The man took a deep breath and exhaled, and the smoke was filled.

Playing with the gun in his hand, he said coldly: "If Mihawk dares to move, my gun will not let him go." ”

One person, one gun, one cigarette, go all over the world.

"Huh?" Bear doesn't know how to pick up his words, a gun, wants to know Hawkeye's life, is it possible?

Xiong didn't believe he had this ability, even the strongest sharpshooter in the world.

The man's name, which Bear remembers, Ben Beckman.

The vice-captain of the red-haired pirates, a man who hangs in the sky.

"Bang."

"Boom."

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, cracking the ground.

Smoke and dust billowed and a huge crack split the two men, one left and one right, staring at each other.

Hawkeye Mihawk took a breath, stared at Shanks, pointed the black knife at him, and said domineeringly: "Shanks, do you regret it?" ”

Shanks shook his head, nonsense, regret, regret yarn.

"Mihawk, your strength is still like that, after so many years, why haven't you grown at all."

said so in his mouth, but he was shocked in his heart, this damn man's strength has grown a little fast, and if he continues like this, he may be defeated by him.

"Hmph."

Knowing that he said this on purpose, Hawkeye was still angry and snorted coldly.

"You can try it."

Black knife, sharp edge.

momentum, crushed away.

The smoke and dust suddenly landed on the ground, and the eyes of the two looked at each other, bursting into sparks.

"Haha, Mihawk, do you think I'm going to be afraid of you? Don't think that if you say two words, I'll be afraid of you. ”

The eagle-like eyes, stared at all the time, are a little uncomfortable.

"Come on."

Swing your sword and move forward.

The blades collide, the power impacts, and the power of the two is constantly transmitted to the blades, impacting each other.

Strong force, oppress the opponent, try to make the opponent fall, so as to make further attacks.

The two had the same idea, but it didn't work, force, separated.

Attack, move fast, blink to complete the action.

Separated again, the blades of the two slowly changed direction, interspersed, teasing, picking, chopping, stabbing, cutting, each direction was the place where their sword qi attacked.

If you're not careful, it's easy to get hit.

The people watching the play, back off, back back, back back again.

The beach in front of them was full of their sword qi, rising into the sky.

A sword qi crossed the waves and cut it open, like a fantasy.

The sea level parted, tore away, and went all the way to the end of the power, and closed, and quickly closed.

"Whoa."

The sky was falling, and the bear looked back at the people behind him who were accustomed to it, and they were calm.

They were not surprised to see the big scene, and they did not do anything because of it.

"Isn't it scary?"

Strength, at their level, cannot be described as terrifying.

The sword qi, the breath emitted by the swordsman, tears through everything.

Both of them are not weak swordsmen, and the combat is even more eye-catching, although their movements are straightforward, without fancy or dazzling.

A slash, a smash, the simple action contains the understanding of the two.

"Broken."

The ground cracked, the black knife cut through the ground, staying in the air, Hawkeye turned his body, his eagle-like eyes turned to look to the side, and the red-haired Shanks began to attack.

"Mihawk, I'm here."

The blade was in front of him, and the sword that Shanks had been preparing for a long time was finally about to work.

"Think beautifully."

The black knife was placed on his chest, blocking Shanks' blade.

Back off, back off, chest rolling, Hawkeye holding back.

A little blood appeared between the corners of his mouth, and he still stared at Shanks.

"Yes, this can be dodged, Mihawk, it seems that you haven't grown."

Shanks was very happy and proud after the success.

So far, he has the upper hand and has also reaped benefits.

"Hmph."

Hawkeye snorted angrily, he had succeeded in his momentary mistake, and he felt more and more annoyed when he saw the complacent Shanks.

"Again."

The words fell, and the battle began.

A storm swept across the land.

The sword aura is fierce, cutting through the scattered leaves.

Xiong looked at the front calmly, and the shadow of the two fighting appeared in his eyes, there was a certain gap between the swordsman's fighting style and his fighting style, for example, the more they would fight, the more crazy they became, and a small mistake could distinguish the winner from the loser.

Against them, be careful with their sword qi, the length of the blade, each knife is a different length.

Care, caution, is essential.

"The battle of the swordsmen is different from our battle after all, right?"

Ben Beckman spoke again, perhaps because the bear fell silent, making him feel a little unaccustomed.

Both of them were silent people, standing together for a long time before they could say a word.

"It's different."

"Mihawk's black knife is bulky and powerful, and you need to be careful with his other hand to fight him, he has another weapon in addition to the black knife."

The bear looked at Hawkeye's chest, the hanging dagger.

Weapons hidden in obvious positions are not used all the time, and when it is critical, they will have a different effect.

"That's true."

The red-haired Shanks stepped back, taking every step of the way, watching out for his attacks as well as the bear's sudden attack.

This is a must for a strong person, be vigilant around, and concentrate on two things.

You can't put yourself in extreme danger.

(End of chapter)