Sword of the pirate king

"Really, this worn-out shoe is so heavy that it's almost impossible to carry it."

The girl in the dress complained, shook her feet and kicked off her shoes. The whole person completely violated the law of gravity and flew into the air, as if the dropped shoes were pressing down on Newton's coffin board.

"Where do you want to go?"

Caribou, who was knocked down by a weight of [-] kilograms and turned into a puddle of mud, suddenly stretched out a big hand of mud, and grabbed the girl in the dress who was flying upwards.

"No, he is not affected! Mr. 2, do it!"

The tall young man's eyes were cold, and the blade cut out, cutting off the giant muddy hand that trapped the girl in the dress.

The ladyboy on the other side, Mr. 2, was also a little surprised. Fortunately, he was reminded by the young man's voice, and swiped the shovel in his hand to slap the mud ball.

"Ha, what a beautiful idea!"

A head popped out of the mud ball, and was looking at the tall young man. After the giant mud hand was cut off, he quickly gathered more big hands, one holding the girl in the dress in the palm, and the others all patted the young man. .

When Mr. 2 started, Caribou turned his neck 360 degrees and looked directly at him, revealing a ferocious smile.

Bang!
Mr. 2 flew out and was slapped hard by the mud mass. The shovel landed on the ground and was carefully dodged by Caribou. A strip of mud still stuck to Mr. 2's waist, and he slapped him left on the ground. Slamming it right, the face of a shemale was almost beyond recognition, and then it was retracted, trying to swallow it into the body of the swamp.

"Rescue!"

The tall young man couldn't spare his hands, he concentrated on dealing with the giant mud hands that were attacking left and right, so he could only shout to his companions around him.

"Hmph, don't ignore me, bastard!"

The exploding head on the street corner snorted unhappily, and raised his hand to fire three rounds of revolver bullets. This time, Caribou was well prepared, and a huge hole was instantly revealed in the entire mud mass. The bullet passed through the hole, and the bullet hole was left behind on the wall of the house on the other side of the street.

"Four hundred volumes hit hard!"

The sound of a baseball hitting came, and a ball-shaped object flew towards him at a high speed. Caribou suddenly looked in the direction of the source of the sound, and a round object was flying towards him with an aura that made him uneasy.

boom!
The ball exploded, the air wave surged, and countless mud spots were scattered and splashed. The girl in the dress was thrown out screaming and hit the wall without any sound. Mr. 2 was even more miserable. Bones, covered in mud rolled to the corner of the street, if not for the slight heaving of his chest, people would really think he was dead.

"Where's Cariboo, is he dead?"

The tall young man was as bright as iron, and he was not injured by the aftermath of the explosion. The first time the gunpowder smoke cleared was to confirm Caribou's injury, but based on the information he learned, the natural fruit ability user would not be killed so easily dead.

It's just that there are mud spots all over the scene. It seems that Caribou has been blown into thousands of pieces. Can this be reunited?

"Mr. 1, the target is dead, right?"

The exploding head walked over slowly, and carefully avoided the mud on the ground with some disgust, and approached along the clean ground.

"It has not been confirmed yet. It is true that there is no sufficient amount of silt re-condensed by the target at the scene."

Mr. 1 shook his head. His cautious killer nature made it difficult for him to relax his vigilance. At this time, a huge, round man in green clothes who was not inferior to Cribb jumped down from the roof, holding a A huge steel bat, and a slightly misshapen dachshund shaped like a cannon at the foot, was panting heavily with its tongue out.

The fat man led the dog to check around the girl in the dress and Mr. 2 for a while, then came to the two of them silently, nodded, and said nothing, apparently indicating that the two of them would not die for a while.

"Hee hee hee, is this all of you?"

Caribou's laughter suddenly came, causing the three of them to change their expressions, and they were on guard everywhere, but they didn't find out where Caribou was hiding.

"Forbidden Swamp!"

The ground where the three people stepped on, poured out countless foul-smelling silt, which had already submerged the three people's feet during the turbulence, and was even climbing upwards.

Not far away, Caribou's upper body slowly formed from the swamp, staring at the three of them with a smile, his thick, long and twisted tongue was dancing, which was extremely terrifying, but the three blood holes in his abdomen would not be healed for a while, all the time The pain caused the veins in Caribou's forehead to throb.

"Damn it, where did he come from!?"

Afro, code-named Mr. 5, wanted to pull his foot out of the swamp, but he didn't expect his whole body to sink, so he couldn't help cursing.

"It's Mr. MerryChristmas. The tunnel she dug was used by Caribou as a refuge and hiding place. She must have been defeated by Caribou now."

Mr. 1 calmly analyzed that Miss MerryChristmas, who was supposed to jump out of the ground to sneak attack, has not shown up for a long time. Doesn't this explain the problem?

Miss MerryChristmas, who is a mole fruit, the task she arranged was to hide in the space under Caribou, waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack. Unexpectedly, she was discovered by Caribou, and the tunnel she dug could be regarded as Caribou. The refuge from the bombs hit by Mr. 4 even hid below and waited for three people to come together before attacking in one fell swoop, trapping the three of them.

The dachshund has a short body, and the mud has already submerged into its mouth at this time. Mr. 4 was so frightened that he picked up his own dog, and while the action was fierce, he sank a lot.

"Pirate hunters? No, pirate hunters have always been alone and rarely cooperate. Seeing that your names are all numbers, do you belong to some organization? Why are you against me?"

Caribou moved around the three of them, looking around with an increasingly dangerous expression, "The most important thing is, where did you get Caribou?"

"Do not say?"

Seeing that none of the three opened their mouths, Caribou was a little annoyed. His right hand melted, the mud stretched and gathered, and a scythe appeared in his hand. Although it was formed by hardening the mud, under his control, it was neither hard nor sharp. Second to fine weapons.

"Then go to hell!"

He swung his scythe, and slashed at the afro who had just opened three blood holes in his stomach with a revolver. Among these people, he hated the dead shemale who turned into his younger brother just now, and the second hated was This looks like an explosive head.

"It's you who is going to die!"

Mr. 5 clasped his nostrils in disdain, and between rubbing his two fingers, a black lump of booger formed, which angered Caribou even more.

Crack, the booger popped out and sank into Caribou's swampy body.