Immediately afterwards, a huge fish tail was thrown out, shattering the large rocks on the shore.

Then, a tall man climbed out of the river,

He was wearing a blue tight-fitting suit, a black top hat, paint on his face, and gloves on his hands. His whole person dared to exude a fierce momentum that made people shudder.

This man looked to be about forty or fifty years old, with muscles all over his body and a tall and strong figure. He raised his head and looked around to make sure there was no one around before he relaxed his vigilance.

However, he quickly tensed up again because he noticed a cold gaze falling on him.

He turned around suddenly, only to see a blond woman standing in the distance.

This blond woman has exquisite facial features, snow-white and delicate skin, rosy and attractive lips with a hint of pink, black and soft black silk hanging down her waist, revealing a slender neck, and a pair of eyes that seem to have a layer of sparkling autumn waves. The dew is thin, as if there are signs of crying at any time, and the figure has a bad face.

Her face was covered with a veil, only half of her white and crystal clear jaw was exposed. A pair of beautiful and deep phoenix eyes stared at him quietly.

This woman is wearing a white lace dress with a white flower tied to her chest, a girdle of the same style tied around her waist, a silver bell embellished at the hem, and a pair of black high boots on her feet, looking dignified and elegant. It's just those charming eyes that captivate the soul.

The man's pupils shrank instantly and his head buzzed. He had never seen such a beautiful woman!

Regardless of appearance, figure or temperament, she is enough to be called a peerless beauty.

The man stared at the woman blankly, looking dumbfounded.

Suddenly, there was a gurgling sound in his throat and he swallowed.

Then, he slowly lowered his head, put his face in front of the woman, looked at her with rapid breathing, and murmured: "Miss, what is your name?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is what you plan to do." The woman's tone was clear and pleasant, but her attitude was extremely cold.

"Hey, miss, I just asked for your name. Don't you even give me this face?" The man looked at her with a smile, not angry at all. He had heard that Whitebeard's daughter was not a simple thing. Although she is Whitebeard's daughter, she will not be afraid of Whitebeard.

...Please give me flowers...

"Face? Ha, I'm sorry, do you deserve it?" the woman said sarcastically, "I advise you to leave as soon as possible. This island has been taken over by me."

"Undertake it?" the man asked in surprise, "Miss, I advise you to think carefully. You must know that I am the 'tyrant' Geralt Burgess. Are you sure you want to take over so many of our areas?"

"Hmph, I don't need to know who you are. Anyway, I don't want to see you, so I'll leave this island right away.

Geralt Burgess raised his eyebrows: "Yo yo yo, girl, are you threatening us?"

"Threat? Hahahahaha!" Geralt suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had heard something funny. After a moment, he stopped smiling, looked at the woman in front of him and said: Little girl, you really treat yourself like a thing. "

As he spoke, he slowly approached her, looked at her jokingly, and licked the corner of his mouth: "But, I like it! How about you let me taste your taste tonight? I haven't touched a woman for a long time. The soil.

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