"Desert Sword!"

With Crockdahl's low, murderous voice, a thin stream of yellow-brown sand condensed into a sharp blade and slashed straight towards Otokun's location.

Otokun, who had been rummaging around the room before, did not let his guard down while searching for information, so he immediately leaned back when he noticed Crockdahl's attack, and a backflip neatly dodged his attack.

After standing up again, he glanced at the wall he had been attacked earlier, and found that a crack several centimeters wide had appeared in the entire wall, and the depth was completely incalculable. It seemed that Crockdahl's blow just now had cut through at least several times the thickness of the wall, directly splitting the rock layer underground.

"It's such a menacing killing move." Noticing that Crockdahl's attack seemed to be more devastating than what he had shown in the comics, Otokun's eyes widened in slight surprise.

And Crockdahl, who finally saw the surprise on his opponent's face, finally squeezed out a smug smile.

"Little ghost, do you now know what the consequences of that rude behavior will be?" Crockdahl exuded a strong sense of oppression and approached Otokun, trying to further strengthen his rival's fear.

However, after a brief shock, Ottokun had returned to normalcy at this time, and seeing that Crokdahl was ready to continue pretending, he immediately seized the time to bury his head in rummaging through the information, and at the same time read out the contents of the document with words in his mouth:

"This is about the anti-environmental plan of the Yellow Sky Blackwater Company to further exacerbate desertification...... This is a market analysis of the germination and cultivation plan of baby crocodiles and the feasibility of pet crocodiles...... None of them seem to be important intelligence ......"

"Hey, little ghost, are you listening to me?" Seeing that in the blink of an eye, Otto Kun was flipping through his precious documents as if no one was around, and the anger that Crockdahl had just calmed down immediately burned again.

"I'm listening. Go on. ”

Otokun waved his hand casually at him, and his disdainful expression looked like he was sending a low-ranking subordinate, "Well, this is an agreement to expand the factory in the desert with a drug making organization, and it looks like it's worth a little ......"

"It seems that you don't need to take action to teach you a lesson, you won't realize how serious your mistakes are." Unable to bear it again, Crockdahl had no choice but to completely give up his plan to pretend to be forced, and waved his right hand with black lines on his face.

"Arc Moon Dune!"

As he shouted angrily, a crescent-shaped blade of sand spun and flew out, heading for the bespectacled man's head.

However, for the prepared Otokun, the blow was still not a threat, and he dodged the slash with a slight jump, and the vase behind him was unfortunately split in half.

Seeing that his favorite crocodile cactus was killed by his own attack, Crockdahl's brows furrowed slightly, and the whole person became even more angry, so he continued to launch his tricks.

"Sandstorm Scattershot!"

Faced with a huge range of sand bombs, Otokun jumped directly to a high place close to the roof. The sand and gravel bullets that were all empty crackled and fired in a volley on the delicate porcelain on the table, shattering all the historical relics.

"Shalan!"

Otokun dodged again with agility, and this time the famous paintings worth millions on the walls were also split in half.

"Desert Vajra Sword!"

The next thing that suffers is the jewelry that has been carefully stored. As all the attacks on Otokun were dodged, the four blades of sand and gravel plunged into the box at high speed, shattering the priceless gold and precious stones into a pile of shards.

"Giant Sand Halberd!" Seeing that his precious wealth and collection were being destroyed one by one, the sound of Crockdahl's move had become painful, and the hand he waved was not so resolute.

This time, when the dust from the violent impact cleared, Crockdahl was desperate to see that his desk, decorated in pure crocodile leather, had been turned into wreckage by his own moves, and the priceless crystal globe on the table had been completely shattered into slag by the center of the giant sand halberd.

And the man in glasses, who should have endured all this attack, was still standing at the table unscathed, still holding his confidential documents in his hands, with a smug smile on his face:

"Why don't you fight? Didn't you say you were going to punish me? ”

"You little...... It's too presumptuous...... "Crockdahl really feels sorry for his precious wealth, and if he continues to destroy it like this, he will go bankrupt!"

"Then I'll finish you with this right hand—"

"It's finally here?" Seeing that Crockdahl was about to use his right hand to suck the person dry, Otokun also concentrated his energy, and concentrated on facing the opponent's approaching arm.

"Feel the taste of being squeezed dry!" Crockdahl took a sharp step as he approached, and suddenly picked up speed and charged towards Otokun, his outstretched right hand about to touch the enemy's forehead in the blink of an eye.

However, in a moment before this, Otokun also made a move and grabbed Crockdahl's outstretched arm!

Generally speaking, Crockdahl, who has the ability of the natural system, can turn his body into sand at will, and ordinary people can't catch him.

But Otokun, who has seen the content of the original "One Piece", clearly knows Crockdahl's weakness, and allows his left hand to be covered with water before he can make a move.

Crockdahl, who was touched by the water, immediately materialized, and was unable to turn into gravel to evade Otokun's volley.

However, the nirvana attack was thwarted, and Crockdahl himself did not show any surprise, but instead raised one foot and kicked it hard!

Seeing this, Otto Kun hurriedly parried with the arms of his double, and quickly dodged backwards, finally dodging the attack that Crockdahl launched with the sand blade next.

This time, because of the opponent's unexpected performance, Ou Tuokun's face was obviously surprised.

"Sure enough, you guys still know a lot about my abilities." While staring at Alto Kun's dripping left hand with a dead fish eye, Crockdahl lit a cigar for himself, "Because my original world is completely presented in front of your eyes in the form of comics and animations, and it is normal for someone to know that I am afraid of water." ”

"But now that you've learned about my weaknesses, it makes sense for me to make some changes accordingly, right?" Saying this, Crockdahl tilted his head and smiled.

"In the few years since I came to this world, my physical skill level is very different from before!"

With a rough and murderous voice, Crockdahl's huge body moved violently, and the shadow of the whole person became a little blurred in the high-speed action!

"He is a scheming pirate who is quick to adapt even when he comes to a new world." While sighing at Crockdahl's sanity and mobility, Otokun also used his stand-in to quickly crash into the opponent.

"However, if you want to test your physical skills with my 'world', your current level is still a little insufficient."

"What did you kid say?!" The golden hook in Crockdahl's left hand swung out with a sharp whistle, sending up a cloud of plastic shards that clearly broke something on Otokun's body.

The huge object that Otokun swung with both hands was completely dodged by Krokdal and slammed into the ground.

"Hmph." Seeing that his attack was clearly effective, and that the opponent's clumsy counter-attack by the glasses man was completely dodged, Crockdahl felt that his long-suppressed mood was finally released.

However, then he noticed that what he had just broken was the pure water bucket in Otokun's hand, and at this time, the entire bucket of water had been smashed to the ground for a long time, and a large splash of water splashed towards him in the process of the bucket breaking.

Faced with the splash in front of him, Crockdahl had no time to dodge at all, and his whole body was soaked in water.

In the next moment, he heard a rapid shout of anger ringing in his ears:

"Eula, Oura, Ora

[Something tomorrow, updated in the evening]