"Who the hell are you?" Shanks asked in a deep voice.

The young man in front of him had already been scarred and turned into blood, but he still didn't retreat.

I have to say that this is quite in line with his heart.

"Huh~~Huh~~" Garr gasped and looked up at Shanks, without any answer.

His eyelashes were covered in blood, so his vision was a little blurry. His right arm also drooped naturally and weakly, swinging with the movement of his breathing.

Although the other party has not used all his strength, he has almost figured out where the opponent's ceiling is.

Next...

【Hegemony】

Another shockwave flooded Shanks.

Garl seized the opportunity and sped close to his opponent again, raising his foal aloft in his hand.

Puff –

The shock dissipated, and the redhead stared at him with a blank face, and the 'griffin' passed through Gral's chest and came out.

Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng ————

The sharp sound of breaking wind like a meat grinder sounded very suddenly.

Shanks' pupils shrank, and he immediately noticed that the other party's right arm, which should have been scrapped, was now attached to his abdomen.

The sharp sound of breaking the air was the sound of the strange, fan-like ball in the other party's right hand.

【Wind Escape: Spiral Shuriken】

Gar let go of his right hand and slammed the shuriken into Shanks' body.

Now that Shanks was left with a knife in one arm, and 'Griffin' had stabbed him in the body, he had to take the trick hard.

At this time, as long as he clamped the 'Griffin' in his chest with the muscles of his body, the other party was powerless to stop it.

Pity... He looked down at Shanks.

Puff –

The long knife was drawn, bringing out a patch of blood and minced flesh, and Gal was injured a second time.

Fortunately, Shanks has been pushed into the air by [Wind Shuriken] and cannot make up for the sword.

Zheng ————

[Wind Shuriken] exploded in mid-air, and the highly concentrated whirlwind spread rapidly, setting off a hurricane around it, blowing away the dark clouds in the sky.

In previous tests, this move was powerful enough to grind a mountain into powder, but it only caused some skin injuries to Kaido.

Garr was half-on his knees, struggling to raise his eyelids to look at the sky.

...

After the battle began, Loka directly locked on Beckman.

He thinks that he is the second-in-command of the boss, so he naturally has to pick the second-in-command opposite.

When he was in Windmill Village, Loka had already seen Beckman's overlord color from a distance, although it was not as good as the red hair, but it should not be underestimated, and everyone with the qualification of overlord color should not be underestimated.

So Loka had no intention of putting away the gun, holding a short gun in each hand, hanging down at the sides of his body, and walked towards Beckman step by step.

There are many types of sought-after duels.

There's that western cowboy way, back to back, walking 10 steps each, while looking back at the duel where the gun was drawn.

There are also duels of running points and sniping.

There is also a duel of hiding and yin the other party's hand.

But this chaotic scene is not suitable now.

So both of them tacitly chose to be positive.

The people around them have been fighting together one after another, and the first wave of fighting between Gal and Shanks has also begun, with swords, guns, halberds, and artillery roaring....

The two were still walking unhurriedly towards each other.

Although Loka had no pupils, he could see from his motionless and pure white eyes that he was serious, and he was staring at each other without slackening.

As the distance got closer, Loka noticed that Beckman's expression was a little strange, but he didn't think much of it.

The victory or defeat of the gunner can only be decided in a split second, and he does not dare to be careless or distracted in the slightest.

Suddenly, his hairs stood on end.

In this battlefield shrouded in Shanks's overlord color, seeing and hearing color is useless, so he trusts his gunman's instincts more.

Loka was about to raise his gun and try to strike first.

was pressed by a big hand on his head, and a big hole was smashed directly on the ice, turning into an upside-down onion.

！！！

#！ #！ #！

Loka held on to the ice, pulling her head out with all her might, and cursed in a hateful whisper.

"Hani Baijay!!"

......

Beckman had just jumped out of the boat when he noticed that someone had locked himself on.

He swept across the side and saw at a glance that it was the red-haired man, who he hadn't met with them at the tavern last time, but he was sure that this man was the one who had come with the young man.

In this way, the other party is the second-in-command of the team.

Same as yourself.

Beckman's eyes swept around, observing the enemy's situation.

To be honest, the situation is grim.

This man who locked him up, very strong.

The monster that looks like a bird and a lion is very strong.

The tall man in the back with the blood-red sword on his back was also very strong.

And the explosive head with both hands in his pockets - Kuzan.

Scrappy Sakasky.

I don't know what's going on, unusually, Polusalino who doesn't paddle anymore.

These three naval supernovas brought him unprecedented pressure.

However, he couldn't care about that side, he could only trust his partners, who could temporarily hold them back in a two-to-one way.

If he intervenes, I believe that the situation here will be even more unbalanced.

In the explosion just now, he had already told Shanks what he had analyzed, and had made a rough plan.

If you fight hard, you can't win this battle.

The thief must be captured first, and the young man must be captured as a bargaining chip for escape.

Fortunately, that guy was not strong, and took the initiative to find Shanks.

And he believes Shanks can solve this problem.

So

The task of himself and his friends is to hold back everyone who is left and prevent them from supporting there.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, accepted the other party's provocation, and walked towards the red-haired gunman step by step.

As he walked, he realized that something was wrong.

Behind the other party, how could there be a four-meter-tall man, standing on tiptoe and quietly approaching the other party.

What is this for?

Two-five?

Although he didn't know the other party's purpose, he was not Shanks's fool and wouldn't remind the other party. Anyway, I don't have anything to lose, whether it's infighting or not, it won't affect me, so it's better to watch the show.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, and they were already close together, and they both stopped at the same time again.

He also saw the big man, and also came behind the other party.

Beckman's eyes were even more strange as he noticed that the big man had raised his hand.

And the goal is not yourself.

Plop –

Seeing the big man, he seized the opportunity to smash the head of the gunman on the opposite side into the ice.

Then he crossed his arms and grinned.

Beckman: "......." He was hesitating, whether to make up a shot at this time, and he was 90% sure of success.

After all, the two are only one step away now, and he can take a big stride, step on each other's backs to suppress each other, and then fire at will.

Never mind...

In the end, Beckman gave up the opportunity.