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Bang!

The long knife wrapped in black flames struck the bullet.

There was no violent explosion or shocking loud noise. The collision between the two happened silently, just like two delicate crystal beads.

Gorgeous, crisp, and then ended with one party's defeat.

Click!

A crack appeared on the dark bullet, and then it became bigger and bigger, like a piece of summer ice, shattered into pieces by the power of nature.

All of this happened quietly, and disappeared quietly. It had only been a few minutes, but Sith seemed to be even more tired than after a big battle.

But after all, he is not the same person he was a month ago, and this loss of physical strength is not enough to make him lose his fighting ability.

Raising his head, Sith raised the corners of his mouth, and black flames shone in his pupils. There seemed to be an innate magic power there, which was dark, hot and cold at the same time, but it was only shown on the outside. There is a darkness hidden inside that robs the soul.

The blood vessels on the neck and limbs bulged high, and black blood flowed inside. Compared to blood, the thing was more like oil, like a liquid.

The swift dark wind ruffled his cloak, Sith licked his dry lips, a trace of mockery flashed across his face,

"Van Oka, have you fought enough? If so, then it will be me next, right?"

Sith spoke coldly, with a sickly smile on his face. With a slash of the long knife in his right hand, the whole person disappeared.

Van Oka collapsed on the ground, his eyes staring intently at the ball of bullet fragments, losing their light.

Sith's blow destroyed not only the bullet fired by Van Oka, but also his faith. Now he is like a walking corpse with his soul removed.

There was no expression on his face. His face, which was already pale and bloodless, became increasingly weak, and his lips were trembling up and down.

"It turns out...it turns out that God's attack can also be blocked?"

With a dull look in his eyes, he seemed to have given up resistance and allowed the Sith's sword to hit his neck.

Stab it!

The blade cut through the flesh, and red blood surged into the sky. Unfortunately, it was not his.

"Humph."

Blackbeard had a sullen face and groaned, the blood spurting out was his.

At the critical moment, the black-bearded Tiqi suddenly appeared, wrapped in a dark domineering aura, and stood in front of Van Oka.

With his left hand against the cork of the bottle, he took a swig of the rum from his waist, wailing around without any pretense, as if he was completely unaware of the pain. The Sith left a bone-deep wound on his chest.

Grinning, Blackbeard revealed his rotten teeth again. Regardless of whether he was injured or not, his eyes were always so fierce and extremely aggressive.

"Wilson Sith, what are you doing? When did I allow you to attack my lovely crew members?"

He punched out with his right fist, and the fierce wind swept the air. In terms of masculinity, his black beard has always been weaker than others!

clang!

The Sith raised the blade and violently collided with each other on the spot with each punch.

The air waves surged and the ground cracked.

The huge force made Sith unstable for a moment, and he flew backwards. He turned around in the air and landed on the dome again.

Blackbeard, this is really a monster.

Putting a cigarette and candy in his mouth, Sith also smiled, but his smile was not as heroic as Blackbeard's at this moment. When facing the enemy, his smile was always that kind of eerie and cold. of terror.

"Marshall D. Teach, are you kidding me? We are enemies now. We only allow Van Oka to shoot black guns, but I am not allowed to fight back?"

His mood was a little unstable, all the calmness was still at his feet, and his heart was completely surrounded by violence, impulse and bloodthirsty.

This state doesn't look like a poet at first glance. Well, it must have been influenced by businessmen and greedy capitalists. He was obviously so gentle and gentle in the past.

"Tsk hahaha, fight back? Of course you can, but have you asked me about everything you did?"

Blackbeard's eyes widened, and darkness flowed around his hand like a tidal wave. He even broke free from the Sith's restraint and punched him again.

Sith's pupils shrank and his face turned dark.

Come again? Do you really think that he has no face due to his dark dominance?

Holding a knife in both hands, Sith rushed forward, all his strength concentrated on the knife.

Isn't it just about working hard? Who has he been afraid of with so many bonuses?

boom!

The air was torn apart in the collision, and the strong wind brought by the explosion blew back the surrounding black mist.

Van Oka was still paralyzed on the ground, but his eyes changed direction, no longer looking at the fragments of bullets, but instead looking at Blackbeard Teach.

Tears squeezed out from under the lenses. It turned out that he could cry too. This was the first time he had seen himself cry.

"captain!"

He yelled, Wilson Sis, are you kidding me?

His God has never abandoned him, and has never been defeated. His God has always been by his side.

Fan Oka's eyes contracted, and the blood in his body was flowing faster at this moment.

A sense of comfort that he had never experienced before began to awaken in his heart, rushing and boiling.

He stood up and raised his gun again.

Loading bullets, loading the gun, all movements were so smooth and smooth. His bullets were never fired for himself. Even the villains on the sea had their existence worth fighting for.

Bang!

The gunpowder drove the projectiles in the barrel, and Van Oka fired again. His hands were so steady. You know, he was about to become the world's number one sniper.

Wilson Sis, die!

During the collision, Sith's face twisted. His domineering attitude was not for nothing. Bullets were fired, and the man picked up the gun again.

Whether it was Straw Hat or Blackbeard, these guys were really annoying, and even he was moved by the infectious energy they carried.

He seems to have misjudged Blackbeard. Although he is shameless, cruel, and unscrupulous, he is definitely a great hero in the world.

He clearly destroyed Van Oka's will, but he didn't expect that Blackbeard would use his own infectious power to make him find himself again. It's annoying, it's really annoying.

The eyes flashed fiercely.

But in terms of will, Wilson Sith will never be weaker than them. If it doesn't work once, then do it twice, and if it doesn't work twice, do it three times, four times... There are always limits to human power.

Dragging humanity into despair step by step, isn't this what pirates like to do?

As an elegant poet and gentleman, Sith just kept repeating their actions, summarizing, summarizing, and putting them on the stage, adding a little bit of beauty to them.

In essence, he is also a master of imitation!