A certain scientific pirate

Zefa's "Smasher" is considered his prosthetic limb. Under this large prosthetic limb is another prosthetic limb - a normal-proportioned hand attached to his broken arm.

Including the "Smasher", he was equipped with quite sophisticated machinery, so after being bounced by Bartolomeo, the internal structure was somewhat damaged or dislocated.

"Ability user? It looks like a superhuman type. Ability like this that specializes in defensive attributes is relatively rare." Zefa removed the "Smasher" from his right arm with one hand, and at the same time, he was already attacking Bartolomeo's Capacity has been analyzed more accurately.

Although Zefa's energy has been focused on the New World after leaving the navy, and he did not pay attention to "rising stars" in the pirate world like Bartolomeo, he still relied on his rich experience to judge Bartolo What is Mio's ability roughly?

Bartolomeo wanted to say something more, but when he saw Zefa dismantling the heavy "Smasher" with great calmness and then stretching his body slightly, he wisely and decisively chose to shut up... ...Although Bartolomeo has a rather arrogant personality, he still knows how to read the atmosphere despite being a gangster.

At this moment, a straight bright yellow light beam slanted from the top of the naval fortress and pierced straight into the sea outside the port. Then, as it drew a large-angle arc, it was followed by a series of particularly exaggerated sounds. The sound of explosion was heard, and the sea surface was overturned by this indescribable force.

Zefa's fleet was also overturned. Not to mention the casualties caused by this, the NEO Navy's retreat had been cut off.

Zefa looked up, and then silently uttered two words: "Kizaru..."

There is no doubt about the admiral's strength.

Mo Fei waved her arm casually, freezing the waves rolling back to the shore in the air. At the same time, she silently added her own description in her heart: "It's as simple as the giant divine soldiers destroying the rotten sea king insect..." "

The formation of the NEO Navy has been broken up by the navy with an absolute advantage in military strength. At the same time, Zefa has also been surrounded by powerful enemies.

"Dauberman, Flying Squirrel, Ghost Spider, Dalmecia, Smoker... It's been a long time since we last seen each other, and this time there are so many people." Zefa had a rare feeling of "long absence", and even Therefore, he showed the same smile as before.

The people named by Zefa were all vice admirals and his former students. Of course, when these names are put out, it can be clearly seen who is a gangster among them.

However, this is not a warm gathering of teachers and students. After meeting again, they are no longer friends but enemies.

"Teacher Zefa..."

"It's meaningless to say anything at this time..."

No need to talk nonsense, just take action. This is the common idea of ​​both the enemy and us at this time, but the clarity of the idea does not mean the decisiveness of the action. At this time, both sides were a little hesitant and did not take action for a while.

Knowing that another voice who deserved a beating more than Bartolomeo sounded behind the lieutenant generals, "Teacher Zefa, I didn't expect you to step in such a simple trap. It seems that you have no interest in this world." Why am I nostalgic, so I chose such a disgraceful way to die?"

"Porushalino, I really have nothing to cherish about this world, because it has been rotten to the core, but this does not mean that I have to give up my life... I am already so old and I am still willing to do it for the world. Shouldn’t it be more commendable to take action to improve the situation?”

"To take a step back, even if your purpose is positive, what about the means?"

As he spoke, Kizaru slowly opened his hands together, and a bright lightsaber was held in his hands.

The battle started instantly, and it was a siege by several people on Zefa alone.

The navy's elite in their prime of life were working together to deal with a seventy-four-year-old old man with very poor health. It has to be said that the justice of the navy was fully demonstrated. In this case, Zefa's outcome was already doomed... ...In fact, there is no need for so many people. As long as Kizaru can really give full play to his combat effectiveness, instead of having the attitude of clocking in to work, he himself will be enough.

After the main force of the navy arrived, Mo Fei should logically have withdrawn to the second and third lines, but the current development was not like this - Mo Fei found that he could not escape smoothly.

Because every time he wanted to do this, he would find that Zefa was right in front of him. Gradually, he discovered the problem: in the fierce melee, Zefa seemed to be "taking special care" of him and Smoker.

Well, the others are all strong enemies, and there are only two people who are relatively good... To be precise, one is a relatively good person, and the other is a very bad person.

However, would someone like Zefa have a preference for cruelty to food? It's impossible. Mo Fei has a little difficulty understanding what Zefa is doing at this time. What does it mean to fight the enemy's auxiliary against the enemy's DPS?

Because he received such "key care", Mo Fei suffered more injuries as the battle progressed, and more importantly, he was under heavy mental pressure. In such a high-level battle, as long as he had a little bit of control, The god might be knocked over by Zefa with a punch.

But no matter what, it was difficult for Zefa to persist in this level of offensive for too long, and gradually he began to find it difficult to support himself.

Seeing that Zefa's left shoulder was instantly pierced by Kizaru's laser, he staggered a few steps, and after barely regaining his balance, he appeared right in front of Mo Fei's eyes again.

At this time, Zefa's breathing was very messy and he looked like he might fall down at any time. However, Mo Fei knew that she would definitely not be able to defeat the opponent with her current condition.

Then Mo Fei suddenly saw Zefa grinning.

"Continuously pursuing status and power, Mo Fei, I have seen many young people like you who are loyal to their ambitions, and as a self-proclaimed smart person, you are always able to achieve your goals dexterously and at a negligible price. , so it always seems to be at ease.

No, it should be said that as a person with special abilities, you appear to be at ease because there is always a way out and you will never reach a desperate situation.

So the question is, what should you do in this situation? "

Zefa raised his right fist. The bulging muscles on his arm, the aura of armed domination on his wrist, and the killing momentum displayed on his body all showed that this blow was not a random attack.

His attack fully illustrates the reason why Black Wrist Zefa is called Black Wrist Zefa.

Can't escape! Can't dodge!

What elegant abilities, sharp swordsmanship, and treacherous body skills, when locked by such a punch full of murderous intent, Mo Fei found that those things she thought she relied on were all useless.

Mo Fei fully felt his insignificance as an ordinary person, but precisely because of this insignificance, he remembered a quality that everyone should possess.

So he stopped his subconscious impulse to turn around and escape, and let go of the long sword in his right hand, letting it fall freely and pierce the ground. His waist sank slightly, his fingers suddenly clenched, and then he concentrated all his strength on a little.

Fist against fist, domineering against domineering, isn't that what the so-called battle is all about? It has nothing to do with words such as ideals, ambitions or pursuits. Mo Fei just wants to prove that she will never die here so easily.

boom!

Accompanied by the loud noise, there was an indescribable impact. Mo Fei felt as if she had been punched on a meteorite. Her bones and muscles screamed together, and even her clenched teeth were shaking. With this impact, every second seemed to become extra long.

"Next!"

Zefa's strong fighting consciousness made Mo Fei's brain go blank for a moment, but this thought has not been erased. When he regained consciousness, he found that blood was flowing down his right arm, and it was difficult to The described tearing, swelling and pain made him feel as if he had lost this arm.

but……

His fist was still pressed against Zefa's fist, and his arms were pressed back to the way they were before the punch, and Zefa's arm was already swinging sufficiently.

In other words, he did take the punch.

"correct."

Zefa retracted his fist and seemed to grin again.

In such a fierce battle with his students, although Zefa knew that he could never turn back, he seemed to gradually find himself again.

Mo Fei lowered his arms, and the momentary feeling of weakness forced him to half kneel on the spot.

And Zefa was once again overwhelmed by the figures of the lieutenant generals.