Pirate Evolution Fruit

Chapter 45
After all, he fired the hand cannon again, with a few bangs. After a few rounds of gunfire, Lem threw the hand cannon in his hand. He took out a snow stick from his arms, bit his lips, and lit the fire. He smoked, took a puff of the cigarette, and looked at the bar business in front of him that had been running for a long time. Under the annoyance, his mood improved a lot.
Seeing this, a person next to him said in a low voice, "Master Lemu, there are too many miscellaneous fish in the Creek Pirates, and we may not have enough manpower here!"

"Don't worry, the Creek Pirates have nothing but a false name. We only need Mr. 5 to kill their captain, and the wealth of the entire 30 pirate ships will be ours. This is a big deal!"

At this moment, the bar was filled with smoke and dust, and there was a sound of bumping, as if something had fallen. Then there was a sound, and the smoke and dust dispersed.
"Cough cough.. cough!"

Roland coughed a few times. The smoke in the bar was too choking. Lem looked at Roland, who was completely uninjured and holding a long knife, standing quietly in the ruins of the bar, and said solemnly.
"The bounty is 100 million Bailey, Bran Roland, who are you?"

Although he was alone, Roland walked out from the ruins step by step. The billions of followers behind Lem couldn't help being terrified. Seeing this, Mr.11 Lem pulled out the famous sword Huazhou from his waist , the light of the knife flashed, it was extremely sharp, pointed at Roland, and said angrily.
"What are you afraid of? He's just a kid, and he's not immortal. Shoot him!"

"This knife is extraordinary, it can't be a famous knife!"

Roland glanced at the knife in the leader's hand, and said without much thought, "You guys were messing around in pain just now, now it's my turn! Shave!", appearing directly in front of Lemu, Lemu saw this, Overjoyed and cut down.
"Big Bear Rush!"

Holding the long knife in both hands, Roland swung it with all his strength, and with a touch, Lem flew up, and blood burst out of the right hand holding the knife. He was in the air, and the famous knife Huazhou dropped directly from his hand. With a bang, Lem knocked the three people behind him into the air and fell down. When the dozen or so people were shocked, Roland raised his left hand and grabbed the fallen sword.
Looking at the famous sword Huazhou, although Roland couldn't recognize the name of the sword, but from the feeling of the sword, it was very beautiful and sharp, "This knife is really good, so beautiful!"

"Bastard boy, that's my famous sword Huazhou, one of the fifty good swords, return it to me quickly, cough cough... cough!"

At this time, Lem, who knocked down and fell to the ground, vomited blood from the corner of his mouth and coughed continuously. Looking at Roland holding his own knife, he shouted angrily.
"It's mine now, fool!"

"Go to hell!", as he was speaking, he saw four people around him, holding long knives, rushing forward and slashing down. "Double sword flow. Ten consecutive slashes!", Roland was holding two swords. With a long knife in his hand, his figure flashed, and dozens of knife lights flashed across. There was a scream, and six people around fell to the ground.
"Captain Lem, this kid is too strong!"

"You bastard, even if you risk your life, you have to get the knife back for me. Return my treasured knife, boy!" Roland looked at it, picked up a long knife on the ground, and Lem, who was coming straight, threw away the long knife in his right hand. The knife, holding the famous knife Huazhou, a feeling of perfect fit between people and the knife, welling up in my heart.
Looking at the remaining seven people encircling him, he slashed at him with a knife, "It's a great sword, I just want to try it with you!"

"go to hell!"

"One knife flow. Thirty consecutive cuts!", the famous knife Huazhou Ruluo met the real owner, Roland lifted it gently, the phantom of the knife light, and the burning pattern on the knife, a kind of cool air permeated. Le Looking at Roland, Roland, whose momentum was completely different from just now, was directly overwhelmed beyond measure.
"This kid, he can't be a swordsman! How is it possible!"

Countless lights of knives flashed, and after screaming, Roland stood quietly holding the knives. The seven people around him had knife marks all over their bodies, bleeding profusely. They fell to the ground with bumps. Roland stepped forward and came to Lem. Bending down, he took the scabbard from his waist, and put it in his waist.
Roland raised the knife in his right hand, looked at it, and was overjoyed. He found that the knife in his hand could kill people without blood. It had cut so many people, and it was still as beautiful as ever.
"Luck is not wrong this time!"

The long knife was put into the sheath, and Roland searched the things on Lem again. Not long after, I saw a record pointer like a funnel appearing in his hand. Looking at the compass inside, he couldn't help but click nod.
At this moment, Lem couldn't move and looked at Roland standing in front of him, and cursed, "Ahem... bastard, bastard, damn blond boy!"

Seeing the man's staring eyes, Roland narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "You're lucky, I just tried a knife just now, and now I suddenly want to kill someone!"

"Hmm!", Mr11 Lem immediately stopped talking, life is more important than a knife. He is not a pure swordsman, and he has not yet reached the point where he loves a knife like his life.
"I am leaving!"

"The record pointer has been obtained, go to the next island, this time to the destination of the great route, the small garden!"

Roland held the recording pointer in his left hand. After looking at it a few times, he didn't expect it to go so smoothly this time. Next, he just went to the beach to grab a boat. This was also an easy task for him. Put the recording pointer in his arms, Slowly along the street, go outside the Whiskey Mountain.
At this time, the streets around were also crowded with people, the bounty hunters killed all directions, and the Creek Pirates swarmed their opponents. Five or six people directly flew up and smashed aside, making way for a path.
"Master Roland, bastard, you are so strong!"

"The captain has an order, Lord Roland, die!"

"The head with a million bounty is mine, go to hell, blond boy!"

Dozens of pirates and bounty hunters all attacked Roland, who was alone. Seeing this, Roland drew his long knife, sneered, looked at the pirates and hunters, and said with a smile.
"Thinking of my life depends on whether you have this ability!"

"One-shot. Logging!"

Roland rushed forward directly, regardless of whether he was besieged or slashed by a knife. Flashing all the way, he saw an empty lane among the crowd on the street, and dozens of people flew up directly.
bump bump!
"Ahhhhh!"

Looking at all the way, no matter whether it is a pirate, a bounty hunter, or a person from the Baroque studio, no one can stop Roland's passing. A rapidly advancing figure is so conspicuous amidst the sound of knives, lights and guns. Wherever it passed, there was no sound.
"This is a bounty of 100 million Baileys, bastard, who are you lying to, this man has more than 2000 million combat power, who is this Roland!"

"This is Bran Roland, the swordsman of our Creek Pirates!"

"But the captain has already said that Lord Roland is no longer our crew!"

"The brain is sick, such a strong person, also drive out!"

Pirates or bounty hunters, or people from the Baroque studio, were shocked to see a figure rushing outside amidst the flames of war. At the same time, this kind of movement also caused Klick and Mr. .5 and Miss. Valentine Mikita noticed.
Seeing that the woman with the umbrella in the sky did not make a move, the ghost Ah Jin followed the sound and saw the blond figure holding a knife charging straight towards him, and said, "It's Roland!"

Miss. Valentine's Day Mikita listened, and smiled, "I never thought that such a powerful man in your pirate group is that Roland who offered a reward of 100 million Baileys. Interesting!"

"Bran Roland is no longer a member of our Creek Pirates, he is an enemy!"

(End of this chapter)