I Have No Interest In Devil Fruit

Lynch's words directly made all the pirates explode in anger.

Who is this kid? !

Give you face, how much face do you have? !

"Damn it, where did this kid come from!" a pirate cursed loudly.

A pirate with drunken eyes said, "Hey, didn't that kid fall into the sea before..."

Click! A mighty pirate with a cold face pulled out a dirty pistol, and aimed his black muzzle at Lynch over there.

"You shoot, if you shoot, I can kill you first."

Click, Lynch took another bite of the apple, and calmly looked at the pirates raising their guns, as well as those guys with unkind faces who drew their swords.

"Damn it..." Cold sweat appeared on the forehead of the sturdy pirate holding the gun, his face turned pale, and his arms trembled slightly, "The body...can't move..."

Shanks patted his buttocks and stood up, stepped over the tough pirate, and pressed the opponent's hand holding the gun.

Shanks glanced at the trigger of the grimy pistol.

On the pirate's finger, a ghostly palm hovered here.

The other hand of "B.I.B" sank into the pirate's chest.

It looked at the red hair, and it had already made preparations to stop the opponent from shooting and kill the pirate with one blow.

Shanks calmly said to the pirate: "Can you...don't point the gun at my friend?"

poof...

Foaming from the corner of the sturdy pirate's mouth, he fell to the ground as soon as his legs gave way.

Plop, plop...the other swords were unleashed, and the pirates who had already pounced on Shanks also pounced on the street, lying on the deck at the same time, panting profusely with sweat.

"How is this going?!"

"Damn, what did you do!!"

The pirate captain roared furiously, just as he raised his feet, he found that his feet were soft, and he also knelt down on the deck with a "boom", looking as if he had kowtowed to Shanks.

The other pirates were all terrified.

"Really, why save them?" Lynch came over, chewing on an apple.

If it wasn't for the red hair who disarmed and subdued these pirates with his domineering aura, Lynch might have killed them all with "B.I.B".

Shanks was speechless: "You are so young, why are you so murderous?"

Lynch scratched his head and said, "Is there? Oh, forget it then!"

He laughed, and listened to Shanks' advice graciously. Even if these people are walking Baileys, don't cut them off at the slightest disagreement.

The pirates couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although his head was dizzy and he hadn't realized what happened...but he seemed to have escaped.

"What did you just do to make them foam, roll their eyes, and fall to the ground?" Lynch asked casually, observing the expressions of the pirates.

Shanks returned the backpack to Lynch, and replied, "Well, it's another kind of arrogance called domineering color... This is different from armed color and knowledge color, probably everyone is born with it, and it can't be taught."

Lynch took the backpack, put it on one shoulder, curled his lips, "Anyway, even if you are armed and knowledgeable, don't you plan to teach me?"

Shanks laughed, and said frankly: "In fact, when you need something like domineering, you will naturally have the opportunity to learn it. This thing is very common on the great route, but you think that the masters of physical skills on the four oceans must be more powerful than others." Are people who know how to be domineering weak? No, domineering, especially armed domineering, is just a skill to deal with special enemies... In an environment where most masters don't know how to do domineering, probably domineering itself is not something that must be mastered s things."

Lynch nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly said: "That is to say, as long as there is a chance to enter the great route, there will always be a chance to learn domineering?"

Shanks nodded with a smile.

"Don't try to play tricks!" Lynch laughed while pointing at the red hair, "In the future, I will go to the great route to ask you to pay!"

Shanks also laughed, "If you haven't learned domineering at that time."

The pirates looked at each other when they heard that the two masters started chatting and laughing. Especially the burly and burly captain, who was so frightened by Shanks, was tortured by shame and indignation, and wanted to stand up several times and draw his knife to chop Shanks's neck that looked thin and tender... ...But thinking of the fear that seemed to be pinched in the heart just now, he didn't dare to pull out the knife after all.

"They seem to be frightened by your domineering look..."

Lynch said suddenly.

Shanks didn't care much and said: "It will recover. The influence of domineering color and domineering hasn't been that long..."

"Hey, will you attack him again?" Lynch pointed to the red haired pirates.

The pirates just thought this kid asked a super idiot question.

If they could handle the redhead, they'd love to rip him to pieces. But the question is can it be done? A terrifying look from the other party frightened them all until their legs went limp! ! !

Lynch pointed to himself again, and said, "He has calmed you down. But I think...the respect for me in your eyes is not enough."

"Fuck! You little brat, if it wasn't for the redhead..."

"How many onions do you count?"

After all, there are fried hair among the pirates, and I couldn't help cursing.

"very good."

Lynch shrugged, not surprised by this reaction.

"In this case, let you respect me."

He tossed the half-gnawed apple in his hand, grabbed a small piece, and fed it to the green phone bug with half its head protruding from its back.

"Take this apple as..." Lynch held half an apple and pointed at the pirates, cruising left and right, and finally put it in the hands of the fierce-faced captain, and said with a smile, "Take it as your own." Heart, okay?"

The captain with a fierce face didn't know what the kid was going to do, he held the apple in his big hand, and a big question mark shot out of his eyes.

Lynch took a few steps back, raised his hands and said, "Protect your heart, okay?"

"You little brat! What the hell are you trying to do?!" the captain with a fierce face roared, "Pretending to be..."

Lynch said: "I would like to inform you of a piece of information: I am the detonator who ate the 'detonation fruit'... I can detonate your hearts with just one finger."

His hand pointed to the pirate captain holding half an apple.

Detonate the fruit? Shanks has black hair.

He saw Lynch's dark "ghost" walk up to the pirate captain and squat down, reaching into the other's generous and rough hands as if nothing, and crushing half an apple directly.

"..." The pirate captain with a fierce face spread his hands, looked at the apple that had been squeezed into pieces, and said dumbfounded, "How is this possible..." He could swear that his hands didn't exert any force at all just now !

The pirates who watched this scene also gasped!

Ok?

what happened !

Is it true that, as this brat said, he has the terrifying ability to detonate a person's heart? !

"I don't want to be stabbed in the back by you when I let down my guard." Lynch spread his hands innocently, and raised his voice, "So—among you, those who have killed someone, please raise your hands!"

The expressions of the pirates all changed, and they looked at each other, but they didn't move.

Kachi, Kachi, Kachi... The pile of rotten apple flesh in the hands of the fierce-faced pirate captain seemed to be grabbed by invisible hands and squeezed even more rotten.

The pirate captain was the first to raise his hands full of apple juice.

Swish, swish, all the pirates on the deck raised their hands.

"..." Shanks watched this scene without speaking.

"Hey!" Lynch leaned back slightly, continued to raise his hands and shouted loudly, "Those who don't have a bounty, put your hands down."

Swish, swish, immediately put down several hands.

"Those who have never killed a woman, let go."

Swish, a few hands were put down again.

"Those who have never killed the old man, let go."

No hands down.

"Those who have never killed a child, let go."

A few hands hesitated, and finally put it down.

Lynch looked at the only trembling hand raised on the deck at the moment, which was a gloomy middle-aged man with a pale face.

"Sorry," Lynch said.

"Smelly brat!" The gloomy middle-aged pirate stood up abruptly and said coldly, "Who do you think you are? How dare you..."

Lynch pointed at him and said, "Boom."

The gloomy middle-aged pirate took two steps, and under the watchful eyes of the other pirates, his whole body was shaken, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and slowly fell limp to the ground.

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(ps: dry, did not catch up...)