"Buzz!"

The snow shook in the forest, and everything seemed to come to a standstill.

Klockdahl's pupils contracted, and an inexplicable fear appeared in his heart, and the little brother next to him puffed, his face was against the ground, embedded in the snow and motionless.

He turned his head to see the other pirates' eyes white, and one by one they fell to the ground.

"Damn it!"

"What's going on?"

Klockdahl said in a trembling voice, a fine sweat forming into his forehead.

He felt weak at this moment, and his mind couldn't give birth to any sense of resistance, which made people feel suffocated. The invisible coercion made his body stiff and his head dizzy, and he could barely support it.

When he turned his head again, the figure of the young general was gone.

The wind slammed into the surface, a white dancing cloak came into view, white snowflakes were raised, and Klockdahl looked up.

The figure of the young general suddenly appeared, his right hand was gloved, and he had already held it, forming a fist, and was about to dive and swing his fist.

"It's useless!"

"I have elementalization!"

Klockdahl thought to himself, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

Although he didn't know what was going on with that momentum, this young general was still too young.

However, in the next second.

A steely fist, brutal, furiously bombarded his cheek, causing a large number of Venus to emerge in front of his eyes, and his entire body fell to the ground in an instant, hitting the snow with a bang.

On the other side of the cheek, the snow collapsed, the ground cracked, and a crater with a radius of more than ten meters buzzed.

Consciousness, too, completely dissipated at this moment and plunged into darkness.

Xia Le stood next to the pit, a little stunned for a moment, he looked down at Klokdal, who was lying there, his head sinking into the ground, motionless.

"It's not going to die, is it?!"

He did not know the extent of Klockdahl's strength during this period. Therefore, this punch did not exert all its strength, relying on the strength of his own body.

Moreover, only 30% is used.

After all, with the suppression of the Hailou Stone Glove in his heart, even the natural department could not exert any power at all.

T Penn and the others quickly came over, and when they saw a group of pirates who had fallen to the ground and were unconscious, and Klockdahl, who did not know whether they were alive or dead, they were speechless, but they were not much surprised.

"Sir, you're too ruthless."

"This guy's head won't explode, will it?"

Shipwright Slow said speechlessly.

He could clearly see the part of the ground embedded in Klockdahl's head, which was rapidly stained red with blood.

Fortunately, after Evans and the others quickly checked, they quietly breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm not dead yet." ”

"This guy's head is very hard, and he can withstand the iron fist of Chief Xia Le, but his skull has been cracked."

The next follow-up process is much simpler.

T Penn was responsible for liaising with the nearby navy to capture the unconscious pirates, while Klockdal was carried by Rosinandi on his shoulders and carried on the warship.

At Charlot's beheavail, Mina gave Klokdahl a simple bandaging treatment on his head.

"I hope I can come back to life!"

"If he ends up in a vegetative state, I'll have to punch him again."

Xia Le sighed in his heart.

He was also a little helpless, firstly, he underestimated his strength with the Hailou Stone Glove, and secondly, he overestimated the endurance of Klockdahl.

However, being able to stand still under the impact of his overlord color can also see that the other party does have something in this regard.

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After five or six days, the dark world of Klockdahl ushered in the first rays of light.

When he slowly opened his eyes, he was greeted by a blue sky and seagulls flapping their wings and chirping as they flew by.

"Where is this?"

"Who am I?"

A blank look swept over his mind, and Klockdahl sat up slowly with his arms propped up.

"Are you awake?"

The back of the person in front of him who was wearing righteous skin stood straight, and the voice came from the mouth of the other party.

For some reason, when Klockdahl saw this back, he instinctively raised a touch of fear, which made him a little nervous, and at the same time, the sharp pain in his head also hit quickly, causing him to let out a painful snort.

"Who are you?"

He struggled to open his mouth, only to feel that his mouth was dry and his voice was very hoarse.

"My name is Charlot!"

Charlotte turned.

He stared at the other man, doubts in his heart.

Something seems to be wrong with Klocodahl's form.

"Xia, Le?"

Klockdahl pronounced the name, seemingly impressed, but unfamiliar.

After a moment of silence, he looked up blankly.

"And who am I?"

Xia Le was stunned, he naturally recognized that this guy was not pretending.

Even, in order to be 100% sure, he looked at Evans who was wiping the gun next to him, and the other party nodded seriously.

"My brain was broken by my punch?"

Xia Le was a little confused.

But then, I laughed.

In this way, it seems better!

"Listen, boy!"

His eyes looked at the dazed Klockdal again.

"You were saved from the pirates, and you are now."

"One of my ship's midship!"

Hearing this, Klockdahl looked around again.

Everyone else looked at him curiously.

"Me, Klockdahl!"

"A midship?"

Klockdahl muttered.

He seemed to have lost his previous memories and forgotten who he was, but the rest of the part, he was fine, and he could clearly understand the meaning of the midship.

Slowly closing his eyes, a figure appeared in Klockdahl's mind, making his instinctive fear shrink.

He tried to remember that it was a fluttering white cloak and a fist with a pitch-black glove.

Opening his eyes again, Klockdahl looked at his right hand, exactly the same as the pitch-black glove in his memory.

"Perhaps, he is right!"

"I just remember a few things about him, probably because I admired him."

He said secretly in his heart.

So, from this day on, Crocodall, who had a broken brain before he could get out of school, began to live happily as a trainee navy on the Charlot.

Within five days, the young Klockdahl had become acquainted with Rosinandi, T Penn, Evans and others.

Moreover, his own ability to rustle fruit also made the other people on the ship extremely curious.

"Wow wow, that's awesome, this ability!"

"It's amazing that it's immune to all physics attacks!"

"You're very strong, Klockdahl, even if you don't use the fruit ability, you can fight Yin Wensi in close combat!"

Rosinandi yelled.

On this boat, twelve-year-old Rosinandi is basically an atmosphere group, lively and cheerful.

T Penn was fighting with Yagyu Bingwei with a knife, and soon developed a feeling of sympathy for each other and became good friends.

Charlotte crossed his arms and smiled faintly as he watched Klockdahl quickly become friends with the others.

"Sand crocodile after amnesia."

"It seems that I am gradually experiencing new pleasures."

"Perhaps, he will be grateful for that punch in the future."