How can I become the Pirate King if you don’t work hard?.

Chapter 30 The strong and the weak

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about?"

"Of course I hit it!"

Creek spat out a mouthful of blood foam, grabbed the gun, and looked at Gawain with extreme vigilance.

"For me, this level of damage is not considered a hit. I was originally planning to cut off your arm directly."

Gao Wen's tone was calm, as if he was stating a fact:
"But that's okay."

"Just now, this guy and I were not familiar with each other's abilities. I roughly know how much force to use in the next strike."

"Shameless talk!"

After saying that, Creek swung the gun in his hand again and rushed towards Gawain. The pain in his arm made his mind clearer.

We can't let him use that kind of attack again. This time it was his arm with armor to block it, next time it might be his exposed head!
With his physique, just one hit—no, even a hit is not necessary—the explosion caused by the gun tip alone would be enough to kill him!

Thoughts swirled in my mind.

Creek's face was filled with murderous intent.

Even though he was wearing heavy armor and running wildly with a gun weighing more than a ton, Creek's speed was still far beyond that of an ordinary person.

In less than a second, he crossed the distance between them, and the heavy spear smashed down at Gawain like a hammer.

"die!"

Creek's speed seemed as fast as lightning to ordinary people, but in Gawain's eyes, it was as slow as the tortoise in the tortoise and the hare race.

slow!
too slow!
So slow that it makes people tired!
He slightly turned sideways to avoid the sharpest tip of the spear. Guanze Zhengzong, whose blade was over one meter and two meters long, slashed from top to bottom with a cassock.

Guan Shi Zheng Zong's sharp blade swept across the largest and hardest spear head, and cut through Creek's breastplate and penetrated deep into the flesh.

However, during this process, Gao Wen did not feel any resistance at all. It was obvious that Guanshi Zhengzong's sharpness was beyond imagination.

laugh!
Blood spurted out from Creek's chest and abdomen. His body, which had been rushing forward, fell on its back. The severe pain made him lose consciousness for a moment.

Not only was the thickest and hardest breastplate directly cut open by Gawain's knife, but the big gun that Creek regarded as a secret weapon also slowly broke from the cut at the tip.

boom!
After the heavy sound of falling to the ground, black gunpowder from the broken end of the gun head scattered like sand and dust.

According to the total amount of black powder stored in the gun heads, if all of them exploded, it would be enough to destroy a warship. At this moment, these weapons were blown away by the sea breeze of the port.

It was not until the scattered black powder hit his face that Creek came to his senses and realized what had happened.

"How can it be!"

The scene before him, the man standing in front of him indifferently, was so powerful that his ability had already exceeded the limit of his cognition.

In the nearly forty years of life experience, there are only two words that can accurately describe the man in front of me...

"monster!"

"Who the hell are you?!"

"Just an ordinary pirate targeting the Grand Line."

Gawain's tone was so indifferent that it even carried a hint of pity.

Creek, who was almost disemboweled, fell to the ground and gasped for breath, but he gritted his teeth and asked the last question in his mind:
"There shouldn't be many monsters like you, even in the Grand Line, right?"

"monster?"

Gao Wen chuckled:
"In a world like that, people like me can't be called monsters."

"Compared to those entities that can easily destroy islands or even countries, they are as insignificant as dust floating in the air."

"You lied to me!"

Creek spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned visibly pale:

"If...if a being like you can't even navigate the Grand Line, then what's the point of all the weapons I built for survival?"

"Survive?"

The pity in Gawain's eyes was even stronger, like a sharp knife piercing Creek's heart, which was far more unbearable pain than the knife wound on the flesh. Creek gritted his teeth, and heard Gawain's indifferent voice:

"Why would a strong person forge weapons just to survive?!"

Creek's pupils shrank and his mouth opened, wanting to refute but unable to say anything.

Gao Wen continued:
“Only the weak will build equipment to adapt to the environment, while the strong will change the environment until they shape the world into their own shape.”

"Whether you are willing to admit it or not, from the very beginning, you have been a pure...weakling!"

Gawain's words seemed to have given Creek the final verdict. The faith that had been supporting this man collapsed at this moment, and his expression was almost exactly the same as when he was at the Barati restaurant on the sea in the original book.

But this time, it was not Hawkeye but Gawain who brought him this disastrous defeat. Gawain did not have the habit of playing cat and mouse, he preferred to cut the grass and root it out.

brush!
Gawain swung his knife to shake off the blood on it and walked towards Creek step by step.

Less than a few seconds, but in Creek's eyes it felt like a century. Never before had he felt that death was so close to him.

The cowardice that is engraved in the bones of the weak is fully aroused at this moment, tears gushed from the tear glands, and clear mucus flowed from the nose:

"Please spare me, I beg you, I have money, I can be your subordinate, I have a lot of fleets..."

"I……"

Gawain shook his head:

"It seems that you still don't understand. The moment you set foot in Raven Harbor and attacked me, the current outcome was doomed."

Guan Shi Zheng Zong was held high by Gawain. When he looked at Creek, there was only indescribable pity and boredom in his eyes.

Such an opponent no longer interests him.

If he knew what Clo had been thinking, he would certainly understand why Clo made that choice.

boring.

It can really drive a person crazy.

When everything becomes boring, it is better to find a quiet village and wait for death than to drift on the sea.

Fortunately, Gawain knew that there were countless mountains waiting for him to climb in the Grand Route and in the New World.

I don’t know when it started.

The purpose of his coming to this world has changed without him even realizing it.

Certain existences hidden in the genes that were suppressed in the previous civilized society gradually awakened with power and killing.

"There is no place for the weak in this ocean!"

The sound fell to the ground.

The silver-white knife in Gawain's hand fell, but it stopped the moment it touched Creek's neck skin...

"and many more!"

"I'll give you my life in exchange for his!"

Ajin, who was lying in a pool of blood, had woken up at some point and was kneeling on the ground, almost pressing his head into the soil.

Under the double damage of the wounds left by Kro's claw knife and the poison gas, his body was only one step away from death. He was able to speak at this time, all thanks to his strong will:

"As long as you let the captain go, I can give everything!"

"please!"

At this moment, not only did Gawain stop his actions, but even Creek was momentarily distracted, but he returned to his former cold and ruthless appearance in the next moment.

While Gawain's attention was completely attracted by Akin, Creek stood up and jumped towards Akin, grabbed the latter's arm and threw it at Gawain.

"Don't blame me! Jin! I want to live!"

"Don't get on my boat in your next life!"

(End of this chapter)