Begin to control the samsara eye from pirates

When it got dark, Bartolomeo and his group of eight came to Angela Hotel.

This hotel is not luxurious, it is built by the sea and is famous for its excellent sea view.

"The location is here because you're worried that you won't be able to defeat it, so you can escape into the sea easily?"

Bartolomeo glanced at the surrounding situation, and his confidence suddenly became greater.

Charlotte didn't answer. He was arranging his thugs to occupy all the important passages in the front hall of the hotel.

As a local snake in Rogge Town and a rich and experienced man, he certainly would not put all his chips on Bartolomeo.

The hotel's guests had been cleared out long ago, and the hall was full of Charlotte's people.

"Ah."

Bartolomeo sneered, such a futile act, so stupid!

However, he did not stop him, but walked through the hall first and came to the back of the hotel.

This is an open-air courtyard with many tables and chairs scattered here and there. The view is wide and you can directly see the sea and beach in the distance.

Bartolomeo didn't hesitate and went straight to a bench to sit down. Then a waiter gingerly handed him tea.

It's getting dark.

The courtyard of Nuoda gradually became quiet, leaving only the sound of the whistling sea breeze.

Luo Qi sat nearby, drinking tea and looking at the sunset that was about to set over the sea. He felt that the depressed mood caused by the recent excessive practice was relieved and he felt refreshed.

He suddenly realized that practice should be relaxed and relaxed, and hard work was necessary, but proper rest was also very important. Especially as his strength improved, he attached great importance to the increase in the energy of the Samsara Eye, which was related to spiritual will.

After half an hour, Bartolomeo suddenly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"coming!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of shouting and shouting in the hotel lobby, and then there was the sound of a crackling fight, even mixed with a few gunshots, but they quickly disappeared.

Everyone was shocked and looked at the entrance to the courtyard.

I heard the sound of footsteps clicking from far to near.

The footsteps were neither slow nor urgent, neither fast nor slow, and the distance between each step was exactly the same. The person who came was obviously quite calm.

Charlotte's face turned slightly pale. He arranged dozens of people in the hall. They were all elite sailors who followed him around and conquered the world. They were equipped with swords and swords, and many of them were good at using guns. But in just a short moment, they all went cold?

He found that he seemed to underestimate the so-called strong man.

With a bang, the door exploded, and a figure appeared at the entrance to the courtyard.

Luo Qi looked intently and saw a middle-aged man with a mustache, dressed in black, walking towards the broken door.

"Charlotte, I haven't seen you in twenty years. It seems you are doing well!"

The mustache looked around, his eyes paused on Bartolomeo, but quickly moved away, and finally settled on Charlotte, and said with a half-smile.

His tone was very calm, but there was a cold evil aura that enveloped the whole place.

It was the momentum of a real fight on the battlefield, so overwhelming that even Bartolomeo was shocked for a moment.

On the other hand, Xia Luo had experienced many hardships and was decisive in killing. Almost as soon as the mustache appeared, he suddenly shouted:

"on!"

Before he finished speaking, the two bodyguards behind him took out special powerful pistols.

"Humph!"

Allah's eyes were cold. With a flick of his wrist, two darts shot out and were instantly inserted into the hands of the two bodyguards.

"what!"

With two screams, the gun fell to the ground, and the senior gunner that Charlotte prepared at the end was instantly scrapped.

"This……"

Seeing this scene, Charlotte was simply horrified, as if she had seen a ghost.

Twenty years ago, Allah was just a lost dog in front of him. Twenty years later, he actually has such strength?

What kind of place is the Grand Line? !

Incredible and difficult to understand!

Without real contact, it is actually difficult for most people to understand an existence that is too powerful.

Just like those pirate supernovas, each of them has just stepped into the new world, and they are planning to challenge the four emperors before they even step into the new world.

In the eyes of discerning people, it is natural to overestimate one's capabilities.

But in fact, they just really don't know what kind of power the Four Emperors have. They all think that even if the Four Emperors are very strong, they are at most a little stronger than themselves.

When they really face it, they will know that it is not just a little bit, but a billion points.

And just when Charlotte was shocked and lost her mind.

Bartolomeo and the other three finally came to their senses, and then unprecedented anger and shame surged into their hearts, and their faces turned red.

Those who work in the underworld value face most, and their performance just now was undoubtedly a severe slap in the face.

"Go to hell!"

Gambia suddenly moved and rushed over.

Just hearing a bang, I saw a figure flying backwards at a faster speed than before, knocking over a series of tables and chairs one after another.

"Gambia!" DeZaya exclaimed and rushed over to check the situation.

"court death!"

Bartolomeo was furious when he saw this. He slammed the teacup he was holding to the ground and rushed forward without hesitation.

"Crack!"

The two instantly clashed with each other dozens of times.

Everyone only saw two black figures fighting together in the open space, each punch and kick bringing up the roaring wind.

Wherever they fought, the tables, chairs, furnishings, flowers, plants, and shrubs were all torn to pieces.

"Okay, so strong!" Wallon was surprised and couldn't help but yearn for it.

It would be great if he had such strength and could just beat Brother Luo Qi to the ground. Then the eyes of the junior brothers and sisters would be focused on him, and his father would look at him differently and no longer dislike his clumsiness.

"Can you win?"

Charlotte tried her best to see the battle clearly and grasp the situation, but it was still difficult to catch the two people. She panicked inside and sweat broke out on her forehead.

"I wonder if they have received the message secretly sent to the navy? Will Colonel Smog send someone?"

He was thinking in his mind, but he also prayed that Bartolomeo could win, otherwise he would be bleeding heavily tonight, and if the navy didn't come, he would even have to explain it here.

Roach glanced at him thoughtfully. This guy seemed to have someone to rely on. Was he the Navy?

That's right, as a local snake in Rogge Town, how could he not have any connection with the navy.

Roach looked at the battle on the field.

Both Anla are masters who transcend the limits of the human body. Each move has amazing power and extremely fast speed. Ordinary people cannot see their movements clearly, but Luo Qi has the samsara eye and can see it fairly clearly.

"Bartolomeo is still too young. Although his talent is very good, his physical skills are obviously far inferior to those of his opponent. He is too immature. Without the Barrier Fruit, it would be almost over."

Roach analyzed secretly.

Unsurprisingly.

Almost in the next instant.

The figures in the field suddenly separated. One person stood there, and the other person took seven or eight steps back, swaying.

Everyone took a closer look and felt their hearts become cold. The person who stepped back turned out to be Bartolomeo!

He was panting violently, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth, his clothes were messy, and his body was shaking.

He was full of anger and boundless murderous intent. Why was he defeated? He found it difficult to accept this result.

As he swept all the way through Rogge Town, it was at the moment when his self-confidence was most inflated that he suffered a heavy blow.

"what……"

With an unwilling roar, Bartolomeo rushed forward again, but this time he retreated faster and flew back, lying on the ground coughing up blood.

Without the Barrier Fruit, combat effectiveness all depends on physical fitness and physical skills. Bartolomeo is not only slightly inferior in physical fitness, but also in physical skills. Of course, he cannot beat Allah.

Allah looked down at him and commented coldly: "The talent is good, but it's still far from enough."