Pirates: Abduct a Four Emperors at the beginning

"Hailou Stone!?"

Kalandi looked at the chain cuff on his wrist in disbelief, but Mo Wen didn't intend to answer his doubts and directly stepped forward to knock him out with the handle of the knife.

"Thanks to the handcuffs I got from the Navy at that time. This is a big pirate with [-] million people."

Looking at Kalandi who was knocked unconscious by himself, Mo Wen felt happy but also very scared.

Regardless of the smooth cooperation between him and Lingling just now, it seemed that they easily defeated the big pirate known as the King of Plague in front of him, but he knew very well how much luck was involved.

An important factor that determines strength in the world of pirates is spirit. Although he has been dormant for several years, judging from the fact that Kalandi has never appeared on the sea again after his defeat at the hands of Zefa, it is very likely that his strength is Retreating without progress.

Moreover, this person's Devil Fruit ability was too powerful. Judging from just a few minutes of fighting, Mo Wen felt that it was not inferior to the poisonous fruit of Magellan, the warden of Impel Down City in his memory.Kalandi may also rely too much on fruit abilities, resulting in ridiculously poor physical skills.

And Mo Wen and Lingling happened to have a breathing technique like Guigu Tuna that could resist the erosion of poisons, so Kalandi's fruit ability was not able to take advantage in time.

Coupled with his underestimation of the enemy and Mo Wen's careful thinking before, he was restrained by the Hailoushi handcuffs, and it was only then that Mo Wen seemingly easily counterattacked under the favorable circumstances of the right time, place, and people.

After taking a breath, Mo Wen looked at Kalandi who was lying on the ground.

Since it was not clear whether the poisonous mist in Tianyue Shi needed to be solved by the other party, Mo Wen had to temporarily lock him in place, and then ran to Tianyue Shi with Lingling to check the situation.

"Sister Shi! Wake up!"

The two of them carefully lifted Tian Yue Shi up, and kept patting his cheeks while calling him, but no matter how hard they tried, there was no reaction from the other party.

"Mo Wen, Sister Shi, she can't be..."

"No, I just took a breath. The poisonous mist just now should be just a paralyzing toxin. Lingling, you protect Sister Shi first, and I'll go help Uncle Fleck!"

"it is good!"

Seeing Tianyue, it was difficult to wake up in the short term. After Mo Wen briefly explained to Lingling, he headed towards Fleck's battlefield.As soon as they ran not far away, they saw Fleck and Riley who were still fighting fiercely.

Before he could get closer, he saw Riley holding the saber in Fleck's hand with a hook with one hand, flipping it over and locking it tightly. Taking advantage of the restriction of the sword in Fleck's hand, he immediately used it again The other claw slid down toward his face.

At this moment, Fleck didn't care to withdraw his weapon, and hurriedly released his hands and stepped back. However, being passive, he still took a step slower, and was scratched on the chest by a claw, which made three bloody wounds.

"White-skinned dog! You're not that good either."

Licking the blood on his hook claws, Riley mocked.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that all the blades in his hands were removed by the opponent, Fleck couldn't help but feel a little ashamed and angry.

But this was a killing field, and no one would give him time to breathe. Before Fleck could adjust his breath, Riley jumped up again and attacked him.

"Damn, can't we just..."

Seeing the sharp blade in Riley's hand coming towards him fiercely, Fleck, who didn't have the blade in his hand and knew he couldn't dodge, could only raise his hands, intending to resist the opponent's attack with his flesh and blood.

Ding!

At the critical moment, Fleck heard a crisp sound in front of him, and a bright saber was holding a pair of menacing claws.

Seeing that his prey was rescued, Riley immediately felt a fire of ignorance in his heart, and then increased the intensity of his hands.

"Those guys are really losers. They can't even handle a few brats. Well, let me, Uncle Riley, personally send you on the road with this white-skinned dog!"

Listening to Riley's harsh words, Mo Wen did not respond, but silently resisted the opponent's attack with his hands.

"What!? A mere brat has such strength..."

The Riley in front of him was obviously not a strong player. Under the struggle between the two, the hooks on his hands were continuously pushed upwards, and Mo Wen gradually compressed the positional advantage that he originally had from top to bottom.

What he doesn't know is that although Mo Wen is lacking in strength, it depends on who he compares with. In front of Lingling, his strength is indeed much inferior, but this is really only relative. After all, the two of them They all have alienated physiques, and compared to ordinary people, Mo Wen still has great advantages.

Although Riley was a pirate who had traveled the sea for a long time, he was naturally unable to gain an advantage when competing against his opponents due to his own weakness.

"It's now!"

While the two were competing, Mo Wen was also secretly accumulating the power of his sword, and seeing it gradually taking shape, Mo Wen immediately saw the right moment and let go of the hilt of the sword.

Riley naturally didn't expect Mo Wen's move, and was immediately driven by inertia to continue stabbing him. However, Mo Wen dodged sideways, and the blade he just released also circled around Riley's hook. Returning to his hand, holding the handle of the knife again, Mo Wen immediately shouted loudly:

"Cong Yunzong!"

"how come......"

As Mo Wen shouted the name of the move, a violent sword force immediately formed and attached to the blade.

A flash of cold light passed by, and Riley, who was already unsteady due to Mo Wen's deliberate effort to relieve his strength, had no time to react. He only felt a chill on his neck, and then a bright red spurted out along the edge of the knife. He was struck by Mo Wen's sword. Seal your throat!

Pfft!

After adding another blow to ensure that Riley was killed, Mo Wen immediately turned around and looked at Fleck.

"Uncle Fleck, are you okay!?"

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury. But you, weren't you said to have been rescued from pirates by Mr. Zefa, are you actually so strong!"

Seeing that the enemy he had been fighting for so long was easily defeated by Mo Wen, Fleck casually pulled off the cloak of justice behind him and briefly treated the wound on his chest before asking a question that had puzzled him for a long time.

"I'll explain this later. Uncle Fleck, please take a moment here while I go check on Uncle Zefa's situation!"

"and many more......"

Seeing Fleck's doubts, Mo Wen didn't bother to explain the situation. He just laughed casually. Without waiting for the other party's reply, he left the place again and ran in the direction of Zefa. .

Of course, this move is by no means how brave he thinks he is, Zefa also needs his help, but the battle situation is changing rapidly, and any small change may create new fighter opportunities.

Especially now that the entire island is under the control of the enemy, if you want to get out of the crisis, the victory or defeat between Zefa and the enemy's main force is definitely the most critical breakthrough.

After just a fight, Mo Wen already understood that although these pirates who joined later had a lot of hard power that was obviously higher than that of himself and Lingling, they were not so strong that they could not resist at all. Even through some means, he and Lingling were able to fight against each other. Lingling also solved a big pirate whose bounty exceeded [-] million.

Judging from this, as long as he does not rush into the battle and cause worries and drags on Zefa, he is not unable to help Zefa as long as he seizes the opportunity.

And now as long as the battle on Zefa's side has a result, the rest of the threats will naturally be eliminated.

Thinking of this, Mo Wen once again stepped into the eight-door escape technique and carefully headed to the battlefield where Zefa was.