Uncle B of the pirate is invincible

Chapter 302 The Rebellious Murderer
"This child is so terrifying!"

All the bounty hunters in 'Harvest Season' couldn't help but have this thought in their minds at the same time.

It's not that the bounty hunters made a fuss, but Dickens was the most popular bounty hunter in Kerner before the pairing of Barry the Killer and Eric the Blood Axe appeared.But now this young bounty hunter was dealt with like a child in front of them, which greatly exceeded the group's expectations.

"All of them have joined the Shock Department, so it's not in vain!"

Armored Eric listened to the rapid inhalation sound in his ears, looked at the unconcealable fear on the faces of the strongest people, and nodded secretly.

He came to this move to be the first to win.Dickens was just unlucky to catch up, otherwise he would look for opportunities to take advantage of others.

"'Blood Axe' has this strength, so how strong is Barry?"

The armored man is sure that these bounty hunters must be thinking about this question in their minds now.And this is exactly his purpose.

The armored man Eric did not continue to deal with Dickens' men, but just threw away the wreckage of the machete, and stood proudly in front of the tavern and waited.Waiting for the bounty hunters to make up the power of the 'killer' in their minds.

"The strength is still beyond imagination, it seems that it is possible to completely suppress him with the use of a combat suit!" Sitting in the middle of the tavern, Alex's face sank like water.

"Brute force is not small, but what about the brain?" The coldness in Tony's eyes subsided a bit.

"..." The Lehman Brothers were still staring at each other, paying no attention to Dickens' end.

"With this level of power, coupled with the unfathomable 'killer', if we can unite all the bounty hunters here, maybe we can really destroy the 'Tide Legion'. It seems that this trip is not in vain..." Mathias Heyer in the corner had a gleam in his eyes.

"Van Luntien, Morgan, this time we must..." A mysterious person who was completely wrapped in a hooded cloak and could not tell whether he was a man or a woman murmured to himself.

"The strength of Barry's group is still beyond imagination. Trouble, if you want to mess things up, you can't let them mess around in Kerner!" The bearded hunter, who had been noticed by the armored man Eric, turned livid.

The strong ones present had their own thoughts, while the weak ones kept silent, and the tavern became strangely quiet again.

"Boss!" The weird atmosphere didn't last long before it was broken by a few anxious cries.

Several of Dickens' subordinates dug out the unconscious boss who was lying under the wooden floor of the tavern, and called repeatedly.

The armored man glanced down and saw that Dickens was only a little bruised and unconscious, without any bloody wounds, and his breathing was still steady, so he turned his eyes away and stopped paying attention to this unlucky ghost.

The other bounty hunters didn't even look at it.

To the armored man, the other party is to blame. To the bounty hunters, he is an idiot who jumped out of the landmine by himself. Now that the mine has been detonated, it doesn't matter whether the idiot lives or dies.

Dickens' subordinates called a few times but failed to bring the boss back to consciousness, they could only covertly stare at the armored man, and fled out of the tavern with Dickens in a state of embarrassment.

"Boom!" Dickens fell heavily on the floor.

"Kill, kill, Killer Barry!" Several desperate howls penetrated the night.

But after they pushed open the wooden door of the tavern, they found Barry, the 'murderer', standing in the darkness with a cold face.

The frightened subordinates were frightened, their hands and feet were weak, and even the boss, Dickens, couldn't hold him up, so he fell to the ground, scratching his neck and howling.

"Why am I sleeping on the floor?"

Dickens woke up dazedly from such a fall.

"Ah! I just pretended to be aggressive and forgot about Barry."

The armored man suddenly felt a little square.

"Boom." Before the armored man could save him, Barry outside the door moved and took a heavy step forward.

"Ah!", "Help!", "Mom, I don't want to die!"... The fragile nerves of Dickens's men collapsed in an instant, and they ran back to the tavern crying.

"What the hell are these funny comparisons doing? It looks like it's Whitebeard!"

The corner of the armored man's mouth twitched, making complaints secretly.

"Shua!", "Shua!", "Shua!"... The bounty hunter in the tavern was stimulated by some of Doubi's men, and stood up with his eyes wide open to be alert.

Only a few lone rangers or team leaders who are confident in their strength are still sitting on their chairs, but their eyes are still fixed on the door of the tavern.

Even the Lehman brothers, who disregarded each other's stage, turned their attention to the wooden door of the tavern, waiting for the protagonist to appear.

"Squeak."

The wooden door was gently pushed open, and Barry, wearing sunglasses, walked into the tavern.

"Murderer Barry!"

All the bounty hunters present began to sweat.

"Hey, hey, your reaction is too exaggerated!" The armored man couldn't help but want to complain directly, he didn't expect a character created by himself to have such a great prestige.

"I'm fainted, you can't see me. I'm fainted, you can't see me..." Dickens, who was lying in the doorway right under Barry's feet, had regained consciousness at this moment, but he closed his eyes and wished he could coma again.He was terrified of being beaten by the armored man just now, and now a more terrifying 'killer' came, lest he be directly hacked to death.

The armored man resisted not to expose Dickens who was trembling on the ground, turned his head to Barry and said in a deep voice, "Boss, you are here!"

Barley didn't answer, just nodded indifferently, then walked straight past the armored man to the bounty hunters, stretched out three fingers and said indifferently: "After I counted to three, those who are still here are those who agree to follow me." Let's face the 'Tide Legion' together."

"Three." After Barry finished speaking, he immediately started counting down.

The bounty hunters were taken aback by this sudden move.

"two."

The countdown continued without giving the bounty hunter any time to think.

"Barry, what do you mean?" The bearded man closest to Barry, with ulterior motives, charged at the table and asked Barry angrily.

"one."

As if the beard didn't exist, Barry ended the countdown without hesitation.

"Since everyone has joined, let Eric explain to you the battle plan against the 'Tide Legion'."

Barry finished speaking indifferently, and walked towards the bar regardless of the uproar bounty hunters.

"You self-talking bastard! Stop being self-righteous!" The bearded man who was ignored felt hugely humiliated, and reached out to grab Barry who was walking towards him.

"Crack!" The outstretched hand of the bearded man was tightly gripped by a cold metal glove.

"you…"

Armored man Eric came to Barry's side at some point and stopped the bearded man.

"Let go!" The bearded man tried to break free from the shackles, but the metal glove would not budge no matter how hard he tried.

But just at this moment, Barry has already passed the big beard and walked forward.From the beginning to the end, he never paid attention to the bearded man, completely ignoring him.

"Solve this bastard!"

The bearded man blushed angrily and yelled at the six companions.

"Shh!"

With a movement of the armored man's empty left hand, the ax on his back disappeared, and then the bearded companions who were about to rush forward stopped in their tracks.

"That's right, you should listen carefully when others say you are alive."

Armored Eric lowered the ax in his left hand as he spoke, his colorful hair fell down.

(End of this chapter)