Pirates: Studying medicine can't save Drum Country

"Quick... shoot!!"

Never doubt how vulnerable an ordinary person who drinks carbonated drinks, has a big belly and slender limbs is in front of a professional boxer.

And never doubt that in front of a top fighter like Luo Sheng, even a monkey holding a sharp knife is at most a crab.

Seeing that the soldiers fell seven to eighty-nine times after meeting each other, Cromarimon finally couldn't bear it and ordered the soldiers to shoot immediately.

"But my lord, there are our own people over there!" An army captain wearing a red tasseled helmet couldn't bear it, and wanted the other party to take back his life.

"To shut up!"

Cromarimon slapped the speaking army commander on the face and cursed angrily.

"A group of trash that even a doctor can't stop, they will die if they die!"

"Your Majesty is still watching in the city!"

"Do you want him to rush in?!"

The fighting power that Luo Sheng displayed at this moment was frightening. Cromarimon knew that this group of 80 ordinary soldiers was probably no match for them.

Unless a large army is sent to encircle and suppress him, and his physical strength is exhausted!

But after Jess and Dalton took away the guards, there really weren't that many soldiers in Magnetic Drum City to consume!

If it can't be stopped, Walpo will hold him accountable first!

Cromarimon shouted fiercely: "Shoot quickly, or you will be charged with treason!!"

"This... hateful!" The army commander who was slapped red secretly gritted his teeth, but still waved his hand.

"Line up, shoot!!"

Snapped!

Pop, pop, pop!

"Oh?"

Sensing the breath, Luo Sheng took a glance and saw behind the soldiers in winter clothes surrounding him, a group of elite soldiers in full armor, wearing covered knight armor and holding long spears were aiming at him.

He immediately grinned, caught a soldier fleeing in a hurry in front of him, and killed him by pushing the wrist of his right hand on his chin. The posture of splitting his mane pushed his body outward.

The drunken dragon fell to heaven!

The physical strength is not exaggerated, at least it is still in the category of "ordinary people", so the soldier's flying speed is not fast.

But the strength of the rotation made the soldier's body equivalent to the extension of Luo Shengquan's strength. As soon as Wu made contact, the strength twisted on his body exploded in the crowd.

"what!"

"My hand! My hand is broken!"

"puff!"

Then, taking advantage of the soldiers in armor spitting blood and falling to the ground, Luo Sheng jumped on the shoulders of everyone, and flew over their heads like wild geese.

"You know, when I died in my previous life, what principles did I learn?"

pat!

The voice suddenly came from behind, and the army commander turned around and raised the muzzle of the gun without even thinking about it, but was blocked by a big hand ahead of time, and he pushed it to his own cheekbone.

"That's the way to face the enemy!"

"don't want……!!"

boom!

Feeling the warm brains spreading on his face, Luo Sheng opened the corner of his mouth like a bloodthirsty beast.

The familiar atmosphere made his body hot.

It has nothing to do with good or evil, the war fanaticism of warriors when the sword is drawn!

Don't kill people, don't practice martial arts!

Then he grabbed the body of the army commander whose skull had been pierced by bullets to prevent him from falling down, put his right foot into his crotch, used his elbow as a shield and shook his hips to the right, and used the body as a cannonball again, knocking it into the air.

Boom! !

[Drunken Dragon Falling to the Sky], a total of three moves and twelve moves.

It is a simple move of throwing, throwing, bumping, and sending, especially for blind spots and long-range attacks, by relying on tyrannical strength to hit the enemy with strong force nodes such as shoulders, back, chest, elbows, and knees.

Due to the use of satisfaction, the shocker will first have a cold feeling like an electric shock, and then the whole body will be paralyzed, as if drunk.

But at this moment, the strength has penetrated into the bones, at the slightest, the bone will be cracked, at the worst, it will be crushed, and even the internal organs will be reduced to powder.

[The body is like a drunken dragon, and the strength can fall to the sky]!

Immediately, a large group of soldiers were knocked to the ground again, vomiting blood.

Even if Luo Sheng's physical fitness still needs to be improved, through the use of strength, this move is enough for the soldiers to drink a pot.

"This guy!"

Seeing that Luo Sheng quickly started killing again in the crowd, breaking the arms, ankles and necks of all armored soldiers in disgrace.

Cromarimon shuddered subconsciously, and then held back the urge to urinate in shame, feeling a chill in his heart.

"Are you so proficient at even shooting?"

"How do you look like a doctor?!"

Originally, Cromarimon thought that relying on bullets could catch the opponent by surprise. After all, although he couldn't understand it, judging from the opponent's movements, he was not a non-human being in the sea, and his speed and strength were within the range of normal people. The multi-movements are somewhat comprehensive.

But in the end, even such a cruel order was easily broken? !

With this kind of combat experience, you can make a name for yourself on this dangerous and great route, right?

Did you choose to be a doctor? !

"No, I can't let him continue!"

Looking over there, Luo Sheng grabbed the face of a sobbing soldier with his right paw, raised his foot and kicked away another soldier who rushed forward, then squeezed the soldier's cheekbone hard, and then pushed It was used as a weapon and smashed at the soldiers who were kicked away.

During this period, even if the surrounding soldiers were still holding guns, they did not dare to approach, for fear that Luo Sheng would regard him as the next "cannonball".

Cromarimon gritted his teeth in a cold sweat.

"Get out of the way, watch me deal with him!"

Although he is a strong enemy, if he can clean up the opponent, doesn't it mean that the credit is all his own?

Noticing the bloated figure behind a window on the second floor of the castle, Cromarimon patted his face to fill himself with courage, and stepped forward with a loud shout.

"Eat my punch!"

"Ok?"

The oncoming snow wind caught Luo Sheng's attention. Seeing the commander hiding behind the crowd finally make a move, Luo Sheng's cold gray eyes flashed a hint of cunning.

"be cheated."

"Nani?!"

As we all know, the ashes fruit actually has a weakness that is not a weakness.

That is, although the body of ashes is always there, in order to rekindle the ashes, Luo Sheng needs to rely on fighting spirit or will to take the initiative to light them.

It doesn't matter if you are angry, injured or fighting fiercely...

Maybe the difficulty will be gradually reduced with the development of the fruit, but at least for now, it is not something he can use if he wants to.

It can be seen that after the eagle in the sky, how can it fall in love with the chicken on the ground?

Luo Sheng, who had played jungle battle royale with the modern special forces, really couldn't get excited about this group of Drum country soldiers whose basic equipment and military quality were not even as good as World War I!

Therefore, if Cromarimon rushed up from the very beginning, Luo Sheng would have to accompany him in two tricks in order to save the face of his barely superhuman physical fitness.

But now after really warming up...

Snapped! !

Facing Cromarimon attacking from the left without punching with his right hand, Luo Sheng raised his left hand hanging by his side suddenly, and swept out a fiery palm.

Faced with a wingspan 20 centimeters longer than his own, he would hit his nose with a faster or slower palm.

But the timing of this palm was just right, the fingernail slid across the corner of Cromarimeng's eye, and immediately made him withdraw his hand and step back.

"mean!!"

The pain made Cromly's eyelids tremble, feeling disfigured.

He staggered back and kneaded, resisting the burning stinging pain, and wanted to punch again, but suddenly smelled a burnt smell.

"what?!"

Subconsciously looking up, seeing the orange light and shadow swaying above the top, Cromarimon had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Horse...masaka?!!"

boom! !

In the next second, his premonition came true.

A group of "crackling" burning sparks suddenly erupted from the top of his head, igniting him from head to toe into a torch!

"Ah!!! Whoa!!!"