I reached the top of Pirates

Chapter 71 071. Fighting!!
“Wooooooooooo!!”

Tears and snot flowed heavily from the young man, who covered his crotch with his hands and knelt on the ground, wriggling.

"Hahaha." Perona chuckled, looking at Messer with a strange look in her eyes, and reached out to pull Messer's arm. "You are really cruel to your same sex?"

Mercer curled his lips, took a step forward, stepped on his face, and crushed it hard on the ground, "I'm teaching you a little lesson. Don't be so mean next time."

As for whether there will be a next time, I don’t know.

As he said that, he kicked him in the abdomen. With a dull "bang", he flew sideways and was kicked onto the sea surface more than ten meters away. He skipped twice on the water and then sank into the sea.

The remaining four looked at each other.

Then his face turned fierce.

"You kid, you're looking for death."

"Go ahead and kill him."

The corners of Messer's mouth opened wide, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. At the moment they moved, he came in front of one of them and kicked him in the crotch.
Bang bang bang bang!

Ahhhhh! !! !!

Screams suddenly rang out one after another.

Messer reached out and pried open the young man's palm, looking at the white powder in his palm. He pinched a little with his right hand and put it in front of his nose to smell it.

A slight feeling of dizziness arises.

She curled her lips and said, "As expected, it's a drug."

Perona came closer, looked at Messer curiously and asked, "Drugs?"

"Yeah, that bastard I just sank into the sea had the same smell on his hands." Mercer said with indifference, "Just a bunch of scum."

"Are the people on this island so bad?" Perona asked Messier in surprise.

"Mogu Town on Gaya Island is a lawless area. The people who live here are all hooligans, pirates, or the descendants of these people."

"So who are these people?"

"What else could it be? You look cute, so I wanted to catch you and sell you to someone else, thinking I could make a killing?"

Hearing this, Perona suddenly covered her face with her hands and looked at Messer with sparkling eyes:

"Hahaha, even though I'm cute, you don't have to say it, hehe."

As soon as she finished laughing, her face turned black. Perona looked at the people who had fallen to the ground, walked over, and stomped on each of their faces with her black leather shoes, cursing:
"You damn bastards, die, die, die now."

Moses listened to their miserable howlings, squatted in front of a young man, and said expressionlessly:

"There should be more than just five of you in your group, right?"

The young man, sweating profusely, looked ferocious, "Little devil, I advise you to let me go, otherwise..."

Moser drew out the Cold Dew, and pointed the tip of the sword precisely at his left eyeball. With a little force, he said indifferently:

"What else?"

The young man's body trembled, and his other fierce eye instantly became clear, and he spoke hurriedly:

"Otherwise I will definitely apologize to you."

"Tell me, who did you and your gang do this to? Where is your base? How many people are there? If you dare to talk nonsense, I will either kill you or take off the four balls on your body."

The young man's face suddenly looked a little confused.

Perona, who was walking over, asked in confusion, "He has four balls on him? What are those?"

Mercer turned to look at Perona speechlessly, "Why are you everywhere? Go play somewhere else, can't you see I'm busy?"

"Tell me about it, I'm curious."

"Puch!"

At this time, Robin, who was at the fence, heard the noise and ran out from the cabin and said with a smile:

"Pepe, you idiot, two eyeballs, and two things."

"What's that?" Perona looked at Robin with curiosity. "Tell me quickly, or I'll pierce you with my ghost."

Robin blushed and glared at her, "Ask Messer. He has it."

After saying that, he left the fence without looking back.

Perona looked at Messer curiously, "What are the other two balls? Robin said you have them."

The corner of Mercer's mouth twitched. "Go away! Go back and ask your elder sister Doriel. I don't have time for you now."

As he spoke, Messier looked at the young man indifferently. Seeing Messier's eyes, the young man reacted and figured out what the remaining two balls were.

"I'm telling you, don't take my life."

When Perona heard this, she curled her lips, said "I'm going back", and climbed onto the boat without looking back.

The young man revealed his identity like pouring beans.

His identity was simple: a small fry in a slave-hunting group that owned a business on the island.

It's called, "Get Rich Bar."

It is a bar in public, but a slave-hunting group in secret. Like a pack of wolves, they will secretly look for opportunities to strike anyone who comes to the island, no matter if they are businessmen, tourists, or pirates, as long as there is a chance.

Their daily routine is to check out the port.

If they come across the right one, they can also make some extra money.

Messer glanced at the other three guys lying on the ground groaning, stood up and walked over, kicked one of them unconscious, and kicked another one into the sea.

There were three consecutive "plop" sounds, and a few minutes later, four soul crystals as small as rice grains flew over.

[Obtain F-level soul crystal*4]

Finally, looking at the young man with frightened eyes, he kicked his butt and said, "Get up and lead the way."

The man was shivering and leading the way with his legs clamped together.

Some of the townspeople around looked at this scene with obscure eyes, but pretended not to see it.

The folk customs here are simple and honest.

Before he had walked for a few seconds, Perona's spirit flew over and went straight into Messer's chest from behind.

Sit cross-legged on your heart.

The corner of Moses' eye twitched. This girl was becoming more and more familiar.

"Hahaha, Moses, I want to go too. Take me with you."

"I reject."

"I refuse to dismiss it. I'm already here, don't try to send me back."

Ten minutes later, I saw an old two-story bar in a remote area with a sign hanging on the door.

Get Rich Bar

The young man led the way and pushed open the door. What came into view was a staircase leading to the underground, which was about ten meters long.

Mercer glanced at him and said, "The bar is in the basement?"

The young man shuddered and said, "Yes, it's an underground bar."

"lead the way."

The young man walked downstairs with his legs clamped together. Mercer used his Observation Haki to sense that the entire underground bar was filled with a lot of life.

Suddenly, Moses frowned, paused, and then continued walking.

"What's wrong, Mercer?" Perona saw Mercer's actions and asked quietly, "Did you find anything?"

"Well, there's a big guy in there. His aura is much stronger than mine. He might be difficult to deal with. Listen to my commands later. If there's anything wrong, use Negative Ghost to pierce him."

"Hahaha, don't worry."

Perona said cheerfully.

When he reached the end of the stairs, a wooden door appeared in front of him. The young man pushed the door open and the bell on the door rang.

Moses followed him in.

As soon as I came in, the air was filled with the strong smell of cigarettes and alcohol.

What I saw was a spacious bar of about 100 square meters. Opposite the door was the bar counter at the innermost part, where there were rows of wine racks and wine. There were eight tables in the bar, which were almost full of people. At a glance, there were at least 40 people.

Messi frowned slightly, which was inconsistent with the life breath he had just sensed with his vision, but there was no need to delve into it at this moment.

"Hey, isn't this our Bella? What happened? Did someone blow up your little brother? Why are you holding your legs together?"

"Hahahaha, Bella got fucked." "Huh? Bella actually brought back a top-notch item."

Everyone burst into laughter, but soon someone noticed something was wrong, because Bella would get angry when she was teased before, instead of avoiding the eyes and saying nothing like she did now.

Messer didn't pay attention to the guys who were shouting the loudest, but looked in one direction, at a table in the corner of the bar where there was only one person.

"Identification"

Grade rating: C-
Not only that, the information Messier saw showed that he was also an animal-type ability user.

[Dog-Dog Fruit. Bull Terrier Form]

He was a middle-aged man drinking, sitting there in a neat pajamas, with a table full of meat and vegetables.

His muscles are strong and muscular.

Like a bodybuilder.

What stands out most about him is that he has a pair of unusually thick eyebrows.

At this moment, Bella in front of Messer suddenly rushed forward, roaring:
"Everyone be careful, Micah and the others were killed. There's something wrong with this kid."

The bar suddenly became quiet.

Then someone's shoulders began to shrug, and someone opened and closed their mouth, as if trying to speak.

Suddenly, a cold voice came from the corner. It was not loud, but as soon as the voice came out, the atmosphere in the bar changed:

"Everyone, be quiet. Bella is right. This kid seems to have some problems. He actually gives me a faint sense of danger."

As a user of animal-type abilities, he has a natural sensitivity to danger.

Messer looked in the direction of the sound. It was the man in pajamas.

Seeing Moses looking at him, the man wiped his mouth with a tissue and smiled elegantly:
"I roughly know how Bella and the others offended you. Please give me some face and let this matter go. I can decide to give you one million Baileys as compensation.

After all, two fists cannot beat four hands. There are so many people here, so it’s better for us to maintain peace.

Oh, by the way, my name is Queta, and Du Field, the king of loan sharks, is my boss. I don’t know if you know that. How about it, kid?

Moses had a strange look on his face, and he was the king of loan sharks. I remember that my friend Hancock was captured by their people.

Isn't this just new hatred and old grudge?

"Not really. I came here today for only two reasons: either I beat you all to death, or you all get beaten to death by me. It's that simple."

"No reconciliation?"

"It's not dark yet."

"Guys, the troublemakers are here."

Kuita's eyes turned cold, he raised his right hand, and then swung it down:

"Break this kid's limbs for me, and then remove all his organs."

"Ouch! Ouch!!!!"

The next second, everyone in the bar rushed up.

Moses looked at them indifferently, and looked calmly at the first person who rushed up.

The man rushed to Moses and threw a fierce straight punch at his head, his eyes full of playful laughter:

"Hahahaha, I succeeded."

Gripping Hanlu's hilt in his right hand and looking at his approaching fist, Meser swung his sword straight ahead. With a whoosh, the sharpness of Hanlu and the strength of Meser, the sword went straight through his fist.

"Ahhhhh!!"

In an instant, the mockery in his eyes froze, and a howl of pain immediately rang out.

Messer pressed his wrist down, and the severe pain made his body bend down. He clenched his left fist, making a sound of breaking wind, and with a dull bang, it hit his face heavily.

The head was tilted, a mouthful of bloody teeth flew out, and the head tilted back to the side.

Messer stepped forward with his left foot and came in front of him, then raised his right leg and kicked him in the lower abdomen with such great force that he flew out.

Bang bang bang!
A series of muffled sounds were heard, and his body crashed into the slave catchers who rushed up from behind him, and suddenly a large area was cleared in front of him.

Moses swung the blood on his dagger, drawing a bloody semicircle on the ground.

His breathing rose and fell, his body bent slightly, and he pushed hard with his feet. The whole person turned into an afterimage, moving through the crowd in the bar.

Puff puff puff puff puff!!!

Bang bang bang bang! ! !

The cold dew in his hand flew up and down, passing through the crowd, punching and kicking everyone, and each blow was bound to break bones and tendons.

For a moment, the entire venue was filled with miserable groans and cries of pain. After a while, Messer stopped.

There were bloodstains everywhere.

From time to time, a soul crystal that only Messer could see would fly over.

There was only one enemy left standing in the entire bar.

Messer looked at him calmly, "I'm done warming up."

Still standing in the corner, Quetta watched everything in the bar, his eyes becoming unusually gloomy, and he lowered his head to look at Bella who was huddled on the ground in front of him.

"Oh, what I said just now still counts. Five million Baileys, is this over?"

Messi didn't say anything, he just kicked his feet and rushed towards Quetta quickly.

With a twitch of his eye, Quetta suddenly kicked out with his right foot, striking Bella in the back and charging towards Messer like a human cannonball.

Without changing his pace, the moment Bella approached, Messer's body moved like a piece of paper in the wind, "paper drawing", avoiding Bella's collision. As he passed by her, he swung his right hand, and the cold dew brushed across his neck.

A trickle of blood slid down from the tip of the sword.

Just after passing Bella's body, Messer looked at a powerful right leg shot that suddenly appeared in front of him.

A red light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and his feet stomped on the ground continuously at a very fast speed, like a phantom, "Shave."

The figure suddenly retreated one meter to avoid a big thick leg. A strong wind blew across his cheek and blew up Messer's hair.

She calmly observed the surprise on his face and said, "Shave."

He tapped the ground with his feet at a very fast speed, and his figure disappeared, and suddenly appeared behind him with a cold light.

Moses turned around, shook off the blood on his sword, and looked at him in confusion:
"Half-animal transformation?"

The Quetta who appeared in front of Messiah had changed drastically.

A dog-headed man with white hair, a broad forehead, sharp teeth and claws, and a muscular body. His feet were bent backwards and a dog tail was swinging behind him. His body was almost three meters tall.

His eyes were very small, and at this moment his big mouth with bared teeth was sticking out his tongue. Quetta's eyes became very gloomy, and he glanced at a narrow wound on his waist that was bleeding.

If he hadn't transformed into a half-beast in time and strengthened his body's defense, there wouldn't be just a shallow cut now.

He touched his waist with his right hand, put his bloody finger into his mouth and licked it, "You are quite capable, kid."

Before he could finish his words, the whole person rushed up at high speed.

Messer narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the figure approaching in the blink of an eye, and a series of powerful fists covered his whole body.

The movements were fast and the wind from the fists was whistling.

However, Messier's Observation Haki clearly sensed every time he swung a punch, as well as the wind generated by the punch.

Only "Strength" and "Endurance" are C- in its entire body, so it lacks domineering power, and the rest of its attributes are not as strong as its own.

Like a willow in the wind, Mercer relied on his observation Haki to predict his movements in advance and remained untouched by the countless fist shadows.

"Ahhhhhhh, hit me."

Quetta roared in anger, he didn't expect that this kid was so slippery. His muscles swelled up and his punches suddenly became stronger.

His breathing rose and fell, sensing his every movement, following the fluctuations in the wind's breathing frequency. Suddenly, Messer's figure twisted strangely and came in front of him.

He jumped up with the wind and grabbed his now retracted left arm with his left hand.

His body was lifted up like a feather, and his height became the same as his.

The cold dew sword in his hand was pulsating with black and red arcs of electricity.

Turn your body around,
Cut out with one sword.

A stunning black and red scar appeared on his neck.

God avoids?

　New author, new book! Please read!
　　Please invest! Please vote! Please recommend!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)