I only want to be a Shichibukai when I have Bengyu

The history of 1,500 years in the Haiyuan calendar is indeed long enough for an individual, but in terms of the concept of human integration, it is not that long. However, just 1,500 years The history of the year is also so mottled and incomplete.

The disappearance of ancient civilizations and the regression of science and technology... The road ahead for mankind is full of ruggedness and thorns.

However, the most helpless thing is that ancient civilizations will disappear and science and technology will be reversed. Only the art of killing has been passed down from ancient times to this day.

strangled.

It is a kind of killing technique.

The origin is no longer reliable, but what is certain is that the art of strangulation is still active on battlefields and execution grounds, tirelessly depriving one human life after another. The strangulation ghost Farug has a bounty of 114 million shells. The big pirate in "The Great Pirate", this man who broke into the Grand Line from the South China Sea is a master of strangulation.

Along the way from the South China Sea to the Grand Line New World, countless corpses were found, which established his reputation as the "Strangler".

Although the notorious Strangler experienced his first defeat in his life after coming to the New World, a new map with purgatory difficulty where strong men gathered, this did not make him fall into an abyss from which he could not extricate himself. , he still survived tenaciously in the new world.

Even if you are a dog for someone,

He also survived.

Unfortunately--

"Pfft!!!"

A dark yellow light flashed.

Three more bone-deep scars were added to his right shoulder. Feeling the fresh pain coming from his shoulder, Farug's face turned extremely ugly.

Sure enough, this battle was as difficult as he expected, not because of the animal-type ability user's tenacious vitality that could withstand beatings, but because... the speed was too fast for him to catch up, and every time he He stretched out his hand for the first time, and except for pulling out a few leopard hairs, five minutes had passed since the battle began, but he had not achieved any practical results.

It was just that he was beaten unilaterally.

Dick, who transformed into a giant cheetah, played with him at a speed that surpassed him, blowing around him like an unpredictable wind.

Every time it brushed against his body, there would always be a deep and long wound. As the wounds on his body continued to increase and expand, not only blood flowed out of the body, but also his strength was also lost.

No matter what methods he uses, pretending to be defeated, or exposing his flaws... it's all useless.

"Damn it, who are you? A strong man like you is definitely not an unknown person in this sea!" Farug roared angrily. He felt that he had been fooled. Of course, this hellish place in the New World is It is a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and there are as many strong ones as crucian carp crossing the river.

but,

There are still a lot of strong people. Except for a few extremely closed countries such as Wano, as long as a strong person shows up, he will immediately be known by all the forces in the new world.

after all,

A strong person needs to strengthen each other with a strong person in order to become stronger, and as long as he has taken action, it will be difficult to hide his intelligence.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't think of someone as strong as Dick.

"who I am?"

Dick's voice was erratic, just like his strong posture that wrapped around Farooq like a gust of wind.

"Since you want to know so much, it doesn't hurt to tell you. I am Dick. I ate the cat fruit grown in ancient times - the giant cheetah. Remember my name. One day, my name will follow Al. Together with His Highness Wusi, it will ring throughout the world."

The arrogant words fell.

The final blow came suddenly.

Dick changed from the beast form to the human form, and the claws of the upright leopard man dug deeply into Farug's shoulders.

The wound became exaggeratedly huge.

Blood gushed out like a fountain.

"I won't die, I will never die. The teacher said it, said it, I will be the man who wants the name of Salier Strangulation to be spread all over the world. I, I will definitely not die." "..." Farug fell to the ground, half of his face pressed against the hard and rough stones, trying to open his eyes wide and looking straight at Dick, who was standing in front of him in the posture of a leopard man.

He gasped,

He murmured to himself, the depths of his eyes full of despair and unwillingness.

"You lost!"

Dick lowered his head and looked into Farug's eyes. His golden ponytail fell down and rested on his ears, and his thin hair was flying gently in the wind.

"Am I...am I going to die?"

Farooq finally recognized the reality.

he,

Fell again.

And it was a failure without any luck. From the beginning to the end, he did not seize a single opportunity to display his strangulation skills. He just kept being passively beaten and injured. The wounds on his body were as numerous as cow hairs, and the blood was free of charge. It seemed to be flowing outward, and not only the blood flowed out of the body, but also his strength was also lost.

When Dick's final blow came, he finally couldn't hold on any longer.

Even the perseverance cannot resist the dizziness caused by blood loss.

"Do you want to die?"

Listening to Farug's low voice, Dick blinked and asked.

The dimmed eyes lit up again. Farug squeezed the last strength from his body, raised his head with difficulty, and looked at Dick, "Can I still live?"

"I can give you a chance, but whether you can survive in the end depends on your luck."

"······Thanks!"

After spitting out a thank you, Farug finally lost his strength and fainted due to excessive blood loss.

"Ah! This guy won't die like this, will he?"

Seeing Farug covered in blood, Dick scratched his head in distress.

The fight was fun for a while, but it was so troublesome to clean up the whole thing afterwards, especially since he also said he would give Farug a chance and couldn't let this guy die like this, otherwise wouldn't it mean that he didn't keep his word?

He sighed, squatted down, took out the emergency medicine he carried with him, and began to stop Farug's bleeding.

"Dick, what are you doing?"

The voice came from behind, and it was Eschbach.

"Stop the bleeding! Can't you see it?"

Dick's first aid skills were obviously extremely crude. Compared with his fighting skills, this technique of stopping bleeding was simply terrible.

"Are you sure you're not bleeding but stopping the bleeding?"

Eschbach looked at Dick's rough craftsmanship and couldn't stand this kind of behavior called rescuing but actually killing people. He kicked Dick away who was squatting on the ground, "Get out! If you keep doing this, , I guarantee that he will be dead in ten minutes... You are simply wasting such a good hemostatic medicine."

There is something subtle in the rough, and it’s about people like Eschbach.

It looks clumsy, but in fact the iron pillar-like fingers are flexible enough to thread a needle.

Dick was not angry after being kicked aside. Anyway, he was beaten by Eschbach a lot when everyone was sparring. It was really a beating to death! According to His Highness Elus, as long as you still have breath, you can beat him to death. Compared with the misery at that time, what does being kicked so lightly mean?

"By the way, Eschbach, what happened to the guy named Black Beast?"

Watching Eschbach stop Farug's bleeding, Dick, who was bored, looked for topics to relieve his boredom.

"It's in the pit over there! If you want to see it, go and see it yourself."

Eschbach said without looking back, concentrating on emergency treatment.