Pirates: Join the navy and I will overturn the world

"The demon...the demon knife." Harry was startled and quickly retracted his hand.

He swallowed hard and moved back until he was far enough away before speaking again.

"How could you bring such a dangerous thing back to the dormitory?"

Noah rolled his eyes.

"This is a naval base, but there are no regulations prohibiting the carrying of knives in the dormitories."

After saying that, he stood up, picked up Sandaiki Tetsu, and walked out of the dormitory.

"Noah, where are you going?"

"train."

Noah said nonsense, "Would you tell me if I went to pick up a girl?"

"That...that, can you tell me how to become stronger."

We promised to grow old together, but you secretly baked it.

The little friend suddenly became too good, which made Harry feel distressed at the same time.

Noah stopped and turned around and asked, "You really want to know."

"Well! I want to become stronger!"

Noah stared into his eyes for a moment and found that his eyes were full of seriousness, so he spoke solemnly.

"100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and 10 kilometers of long-distance running every day. When you are bald, you will become stronger."

"Compared with the amount of training I do every day, this is too simple." Harry obviously didn't believe it.

Don't think I'm stupid, just think I'm a fool.

"This is a secret passed down by a peerless strong man. You didn't succeed because you are not bald yet."

"It's really the secret of being strong. Didn't you lie to me?"

"I swear, if I lie, I will suffocate to death."

This oath can be called vicious. Looking at One Piece, it is definitely difficult to find a few steel plates!

Harry took a peek at Noah's hair and was very curious.

"Noah, do you practice like this too?"

"Oh, I'm not suitable." He said and patted Harry hard.

"Work hard, come on. Try to become bald as soon as possible...no...but become stronger as soon as possible."

"Um!"

On the training ground, wooden piles were broken into pieces. The familiar scene reappeared again.

The same move can be performed more easily and its power is correspondingly enhanced.

Sure enough, a good weapon will bring about a qualitative improvement.

With a thought in his mind, a ray of electricity clung to the Third Generation Ghost. The electric arc wrapped around the blade, jumping and flickering.

Feeling that the third generation of Kitetsu could withstand this power, Noah was delighted and tried to control the thunder and lightning to make it sharper.

After a while, Noah frowned.

"It still doesn't work. I'm not good at changing the nature of lightning."

Now Noah's thunder and lightning ability and swordsmanship are both outstanding in the East China Sea.

But he was not satisfied with this and thought of combining the two to unleash greater power, but unfortunately he had little effect.

As for the thunder and lightning body forging, it was abandoned long ago.

No way, Noah's body is immune to lightning, and electric shocks cannot harm him. Instead, the more electricity he gets, the more energetic he becomes. He is like no one else.

Fortunately, Noah is a down-to-earth person and disdains shortcuts and crooked ways, so he calms down and polishes his fighting skills.

Noah was immersed in his practice, and when he had free time, he would feed Dusqi.

"Dasqi, look at my broadsword. It has been gathering dust for many years. It has long been thirsty and thirsty for blood."

"It is indeed a treasured sword. Can I touch it?"

Happy time is always short and time passes quietly.

One month later.

“Gulu, burp, burp, it feels so good, a real man needs to drink rum!”

Dick Job threw the empty glass of wine to the ground and yelled.

"Boss, move all the wine barrels out of the store. I want to take them away."

"Captain, after buying the wine, we won't have enough supplies. We still have to go to the Grand Line." The vice-captain was a little worried.

The captain is unreliable, and his deputy captain is heartbroken.

"It doesn't matter, I have no intention of paying." Dick, who was drunk, laughed loudly and looked at the bar owner who kept wiping the glasses out of nervousness.

Feeling the pirate's sharp gaze, the boss tightened the wine glass in his hand, wanting to drop it on the face that made him sick.

It's a pity that he didn't dare. If he surrendered, he would only lose his property. If he resisted, he might lose his life.

"Hehe...hehe. I'm going to get it now, I'm going to get it right now." The boss had a stiff smile on his face, but his heart was bleeding and he felt cruel.

"Hmph, I'll mix some wine into the water. When you leave, I'll report it to the navy, so you don't dare to come back."

"Hahaha!" Dick laughed wildly.

The vice-captain was still a little worried and said: "Captain, this is the White Hunter's territory, we'd better keep a low profile."

Dick waved his hand and said unhappily: "If it weren't for the White Hunter, I would have needed to be so polite. I would have robbed it long ago."

"It's really unlucky. The women on the boat are all tired of playing with each other. I really want to pick some fresh and fresh ones here."

"Don't mess around." The vice-captain hurriedly advised.

"I know, it's so verbose."

"Captain, if you're tired of playing with it, just give it to us."

"Yes, yes." The pirates on the side cheered in unison.

The bar owner wiped the sweat from his forehead and speeded up his pace unconsciously.

Just as a group of pirates were making a noise, a voice came from outside the tavern.

"Dick Job, with a bounty of 300 million, was violent, lustful, and committed crimes because he liked his husband. He made the man suffer humiliation and fear, and then tortured him to death. The humiliated women, the most beautiful ones, were sold to slave traders for money."

"What a scumbag. People like you shouldn't live in this world."

"Bang! Bang bang."

Dick kicked the table over like an enraged bull.

"Where are you from, you bastard? Are you looking for death? Get out of here!"

"Oh, I don't have the skills, my voice is quite loud." Noah held a knife in his left hand, pushed the door open and entered the tavern.

Wearing a brand new navy uniform, his military rank is clearly Captain Cao.

"Captain, it's the navy." The pirates were a little commotion for a while.

Dick's face was solemn, he looked around and found that Noah was the only one, and he returned to his arrogant look.

"Why are you panicking? A kid with no hair on his head is not a white hunter."

Dick pulled out the gun from his waist and pointed it at Noah, and said with a ferocious smile: "Kill him, and we will go to the Grand Line. There is nothing the White Hunter can do."

"What I hate most is people pointing a gun at my head."

"Who made you so short? I'm tired of lifting my hands."

Noah looked at Dick, who was much taller than him, and felt angry.

"You bastard, just die as a supporting actor and don't add to the drama."

"A real man is just as tall as he is when he lies down!"

bass..!

The sword was unsheathed, and the world seemed to be silent. A flash of lightning flashed, and the light blue blade broke through the air and slashed forward!

Everything the sword touched was destroyed.

Noah's figure reappeared, having passed through, leaving a deep knife mark behind him, with residual electric arcs still beating on it.

The floor, tables, chairs, and Dick were all cut into two by this knife.

"One sword style? Thunder flash!"

Dick's body fell to the ground, blood staining the ground. An emotion called fear spread, causing the room to fall into dead silence.