I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

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With a sideways glance, Sith showed disdain. As a scumbag, he hated the kind of people who were worse than him.

He has loved fish farming all his life and calls himself a scumbag.

The body leaped out, and countless slender tentacles stretched out from the darkness, pulling at his body and disappearing in place.

Jesus frowned, raised the butt of the gun with his right hand, and began to rotate left and right. This was not an easy opponent to deal with, even stronger than the guys he had sniped before.

The palms of his hands were filled with sweat, and his heart was both excited and trembling.

Success and fame are here.

He recognized the Sith as a ferocious prey that was rare in decades, but unfortunately, the Sith didn't take him to heart at all, or in other words, he was not regarded as the kind of person who wanted to kill him even if he risked his life.

His target was Shanks, both at the beginning and now. You can't win by focusing on the minions below. Only by capturing the king can you win.

There is no doubt that even if he is a big shot in the outside world and can stir up troubles by just stomping his feet, here he is still just a second-tier minion.

His body was sneaking under the shadow, and he suddenly came closer. He pressed the handle of the knife with his right hand, and a ray of sword light shot towards Jesus Bu to kill him.

The dazzling light of the sword filled his sight. With his feet on the ground, Jesus Bu quickly retreated, his sight even locked with the domineering color quickly.

Instantly, his face twitched.

"That bastard who looks down on people."

I saw Sith turning around in the air, and while cutting off the sword light, he swept towards Shanks. Two huge black snakes rushed out from behind him, opening their big mouths, as if they were nothing. The way you put him in your eyes.

Jesus was so angry that he was shaking all over. Since his debut, when had he ever suffered such contempt and insult?

He dodged the light of the sword, ran, and raised the butt of his gun.

Bang!Bang!

Two more bullets were thrown out, and the bullets were full of domineering energy. Although the attack was hasty, he undoubtedly put in effort.

"Humph."

Sis raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He didn't mean to underestimate Jesus Bu. How could he be a mediocre player after serving as a sniper in the Four Emperors for so many years?

Not to mention that Shanks couldn't be so blind. Even if he was really blind, years of fighting would help him dig out gold from the sand, leaving behind a true master who could stand alone.

It's just that time is tight and he can't waste time on everyone, so sometimes he has to use a little brain.

Just when Jesus was filled with anger and his face became ferocious, the two big snakes suddenly changed their direction and fell from the sky. Their large mouths erupted with amazing suction, as if they were going to swallow him into their belly.

The bullet penetrated the scales of the big snake, and it roared in an anthropomorphic manner. The tail hidden in the thick darkness seemed to be whipping its body, making a loud rumbling sound. The big dark eyes flashed with black and red fire, as if Adding a bit of ferocity.

Black shadows shuttled, and the big mouth came towards him. From a distance, Jesus could see the saw teeth entangled up and down, and the cold light corresponded. It was obviously an entity made of energy, but he could smell a hint of fishy smell.

His eyelids twitched, and Jesus Bu's face instantly turned gloomy. That was a feeling even more disgusting than being slighted.

That bastard above, he's actually taking advantage of a weakness in his character.

Although he was a sniper personally invited by Shanks to board the ship, his status on the ship was not as high as outsiders imagined.

Since he abandoned his wife and son, there were not a few people on the ship who had objections to him. In order to repay Shanks for his kindness, he had to do better than others.

He fears being slighted.

He has given up too much for the pirate flag that symbolizes freedom. Doesn't he deserve just a little recognition?

With red eyes, the more obsessed he was with being recognized by others, the more afraid he was of being looked down upon.

Unknowingly, this turned out to be a weakness in his character.

And today, this weakness was actually exploited on the battlefield.

For a moment, he felt both frightened and ashamed as if his hidden dark history had been revealed.

With his feet on the ground, he could even hear his own heartbeat, thump thump, thump thump, beating very fast.

"What a terrible man."

He turned his head and spat on the ground, not sure whether he was scolding the Sith or himself.

His son's reflection appeared in his pupils, and he suddenly wanted to see Usopp.

He is not a good father. If he had not left his hometown, would Usopp be better than he is now?

He didn't know this question, and blood surged in his body. He suddenly realized that he had to escape. He had missed too much. No matter what, he still had to see his beloved son.

It was a whim, maybe it was just an impulse, and he would forget it when his mind calmed down, but no matter what, he was serious at this moment.

A prodigal in the wind cannot hand over his life at will.

The bullets fluttered, the toes stepped on the raised horns on the ground, and the cloak behind his back fluttered, as if he was escaping in the wind.

"Can you escape? Shadow attack!"

There was some contempt on Sith's face, and when he raised his left hand, translucent black lines were pasted between his nails.

click!click!

The ice broke, black mist surged, and countless black sharp blades rose into the sky, forming a jungle of sword rain on the ground.

Stepping on the black sword, Jesus Bu jumped into the sky and began to run left and right, creating a cyclone under his feet.

Sith grinned, his pupils flashing, he had been waiting for this moment.

His left hand was slightly bent, and a slender black spear was held in his hand.

For those without the ability to fly, the sky is not a friendly place. Even if they can stay for a short time with the help of moon steps or other physical skills, their movements are definitely not flexible.

He narrowed his eyes, and his strong domineering aura firmly locked Jesus' cloth in the center, and his lips moved slightly.

"Farewell, Jesus Bu!"

In an instant, the black spear dragged out its bright tail feathers in the sky, and with a swish, it was directly nailed to Jesus Bu's heart.

His pupils shrank, Jesus clenched his teeth tightly, the enamel cracked, and a little foamy blood even oozed from his gums.

For a sniper, wouldn't that bastard think that this level of attack was too extreme?

He turned slightly sideways and threw two bullets. He didn't expect to be able to stop the spear, but at least he could deflect it a little.

In the midst of lightning and flint, he used the gun as a knife, separated the gun body, and placed it on the tip of the spear.

The huge force was like Mount Tai pressing down on the top of his body. It shocked him so much that his mouth was chapped and he couldn't breathe.

Whoa!

The spear created sparks on the body of the gun, the armed color was domineering, and the barrel of the gun was dyed a black iron-like color.

The muscles all over his body bulged, and finally, the tip of the spear that was shooting in a straight line shifted slightly.

Blood flowed, and the spear pierced his chest, almost grazing his heart. He could still feel a faint burning sensation, but no matter what, he was still alive.

Shanks' face was terrifyingly gloomy. Garp held him back. When he got rid of the entanglement, Jesus had already fallen to the ground, almost dying.

With murderous intent in his eyes, he can't save anyone, so he can always take revenge, right?

The knife slashed at Garp, blocking his sight. The movement was astonishingly fast and silent, leaving several afterimages in the air. He held the knife in his right hand, and the blade went straight down towards Sith's neck.