After I retired from the navy, I became a wife lover

Needless to say.

Only a devil fruit capable user can generate a wind blade with a light wave of his hand.

Martin's face darkened.

He didn't expect that Jessica would get a devil fruit ability user in order to "please" him. This was a rhythm that he never expected.

"Hahahaha, see, I'm a mercenary, nicknamed Cyclone Eric, a devil fruit sickle fruit!"

When the other party saw that Martin's sleeve was broken, he immediately laughed out loud, looking a little smug.

"Oh! I remember."

When Martin heard the other party's introduction, he punched his left palm with his right fist.

This Erik sickle man can raise the wind to slash. According to the original plot, this man tried to get the legendary "keel" that can make people immortal, so he cooperated with the navy. After being hit on the back and flying, he lurked on the Golden Meili, and was shot down into the sea by Nami's plan, and his life and death are uncertain.

Now this thug who became Jessica ran over to threaten him?

Treasure Weapon Shop is really big.

"Well, Mr. Martin, aren't you going to think about it?"

Jessica smiled slightly and flicked her long golden hair. "This Eric is a devil fruit capable user. He can cut everything with the wind blade. I don't want him to do it."

Martin looked at each other expressionlessly:

"Miss Jessica, I read the newspapers. Recently, the Creek Pirates forcibly recruited skilled workers such as swordsmiths and boatmen in the East China Sea. Many small towns have suffered. I wonder if you plan to sell me to the pirates, otherwise Why are you forcing me?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? We don't have a good relationship with pirates at the Treasure Weapon Shop."

There was something wrong with Jessica's face, which was keenly captured by the domineering and knowledgeable color.

"That's not right... the pirates have blocked the routes in the outer waters, but the ships of your weapon shop can come in and out freely, so the Treasure Weapon Shop must have a deal with the pirates."

"Give me a knifesmith like me to the Creek Pirates, and you'll definitely be able to collect a lot of money, and you'll be able to eliminate a competitor. No wonder you're so soft, you're going to be tough."

"The relationship between your Treasure Weapon Shop and the Pirates is closer than I thought, so it shouldn't be a subordinate relationship."

Every time Martin said a word, Jessica's face turned pale, and it was probably all right.

Not to mention, this treasure weapon store is spread all over the East China Sea, but it is rarely attacked by pirates. Now that the sea area is blocked by pirates, contact ships can come in and out freely. This must have something to do with pirates.

"Eric, do it, just knock him out!"

With a soft drink from Jessica.

Eric squeezed his fists and walked up: "Boy, I heard that you are a retired navy officer and have some strength, but facing me, you will definitely die, so you should surrender obediently."

As soon as the words fell, he kicked over.

He was slapped away by the opponent before he kicked his foot, and the opponent slapped away with one hand for several consecutive attacks.

This made Eric feel a sense of frustration.

Not only is he invincible with his devil fruit ability, but he is also very good at punching and kicking. Now his fists and feet are being slapped by the opponent like flies, which is simply a humiliation.

It can be seen from this that the opponent's close combat ability should not be underestimated, no wonder he was able to become a navy officer before.

Eric took a few steps back and shook two fingers: "Taste my sickle..."

Whoosh!

Another wind blade cut out.

The wind blade was so fierce that it even chopped towards Martin's feet.

Obviously, he wanted to abolish the opponent's feet without hurting his hands.

And Martin didn't dodge or dodge, he just stretched out his hand and slapped the opponent's wind blade with a slap.

This is an extended technique after the iron block is fully formed. First use the "iron block" to harden the arm, and swing the steel-hard arm at high speed to attack the enemy, and it can also be used for defense.

Eric was obviously taken aback. The wind blade he cut could easily cut through even rocks, but the other party seemed to be fine.

This is impossible!

Double cut with sickle!

Eric didn't dare to be careless this time. This time he raised his hands and waved his arms, setting off two stormy wind blades, which were far stronger than before, and shot at the opponent quickly.

Martin quickly stretched out his palm, used the "partial iron block", and then slapped again with both hands. Although it is not as powerful as attacking with fists, with the hard nature of the "iron block", it can also increase a lot of damage to the enemy and defense , and at the same time completely shattered the two wind blades.

At the same time, Martin kept stepping closer to the opponent, like a slowly moving steamroller, slowly rolling towards the target.

Although Jessica couldn't see the details of the fight between the two, she couldn't help urging: "Eric, what are you doing? Take him down quickly, as long as he can forge knives, he will be useful to us."

Eric's forehead was already sweating: "This guy is much stronger than I thought, give me some time."

This time he exerted all his strength, waving his arms continuously, setting off a stream of special airflow blades, lingering around his body, and then slamming his arms:

"Taste my scythe!"

Just as he was about to swing his arm, the moment the wind blade was cut by him, he found that Martin, who was still facing him just now, came to him and raised his fist.

"Big Iron Fist!"

Martin's bowl-sized fist slammed into the opponent with a strong wind.

Although Eric's reaction was quick, he immediately waved his arm and cast the wind blade to resist.

But Martin's enhanced version of the iron fist slammed the wind blade in front of him, not to mention it, and hit Eric's face fiercely, blasting the opponent's teeth and blood from his mouth with one punch, and the whole person flew out .

Big Iron Fist!

It is a special "iron block" extension technique developed by Martin. Although it looks like an ordinary fist, it actually gathers all the power used to launch the "iron block" in the fist, and it is as hard as the "iron block". Not only will it suffer a lot of damage, but it will also fly out due to its powerful attack power.

In essence, the iron block is to strengthen the body, the principle is to accelerate the blood flow, accelerate the muscle movement, so that the muscles and skin have iron-like hardness. Even ordinary bullets and knives cannot break through.

The fly in the ointment is that they cannot move freely when using iron blocks, but there is an exception for CP9's martial arts masters, who can use iron blocks while moving.

Iron Block Dacheng Martin has initially mastered the local skills of the iron block. Recently, he has been studying the usage of the iron block. Since CP9 can be used, why can't he use the moving iron block?

Eric was his first experimental target.

Jessica's eyes were splitting, and she looked at Martin in disbelief, as if she saw a monster.

Alec, a devil fruit capable user, was her high-priced guard. Needless to say, his combat effectiveness was defeated by Martin, which was really unexpected.

A retired naval warrant officer, is there such a strong combat effectiveness?

She was just about to pull out the musket at her waist, but a big hand wrapped around her arm: "Beautiful and plump Miss Jessica, you've offended me!"

"Tell me, how do you want to compensate me."

Jessica confines her red lips. Having seen strong winds and waves, she can only throw down her pistol and slowly unbutton her clothes. She wants to show her sincerity in compensation and minimize the loss.

Who knows, Martin ignored her directly, came to Eric, who was holding his cheek, and gave him a big fight.

"Trash! Such a good devil fruit has become rubbish for you to play with, I really want to..."

Martin was filled with grief and indignation, wishing he could take off the opponent's pants.