If you are a pirate, you will be in the Straw Hats

Em stopped the rescue and looked at Mr.3 again, only to see him pointing his sword at Solon and Nami, who were locked in wax locks.

"Stop! Do you want to watch your companion die?

Em did walk slowly towards him: "If I stop, will we all die together?" I really don't understand your logic, what does your threat do but increase my anger.

Mr. 3 gritted his teeth and handed the sword closer, making Em's footsteps pause.

"Hahaha, what a big talk, isn't this still very important?" Mr.3 laughed. The wax shape in front of him transformed, forming the shape of a crossbow. The arrows of the crossbow reflect the rays of the sun and look very sharp.

"Tell me, what are your conditions?" Em put the knife into its sheath and said as calmly as possible.

"This is not urgent, let me extinguish the fire first." Mucus carved crossbow! Launch! The

crossbow arrow pierced Em's abdomen, bringing out a string of blood, and the severe pain made him kneel on one knee and cough up blood from his mouth.

"Em!" Nami and Solon's faces became extremely ugly, and their eyes full of hatred stared at Mr. 3, their limbs kept exerting force, but they couldn't break away.

"Hahahaha, what a bright color. That's art! Mr.3's laughter was very harsh.

Taking advantage of this laughter, Em, who was half-kneeling on the ground, gradually turned into a phantom and floated in place. Looking again, Solon and Nami were already lying behind him, while he slowly held the black knife and looked at Mr. 3 mockingly.

=͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪ ‧̣̥̇)sleeping━=͟͟͞͞(Ŏ◊Ŏ ‧̣̥̇)━rub!!!

Mr.3's Yan Yi is very exciting, looking at Em sluggishly, his mouth is wide open, but he can't make a sound.

"Now it's time for you to deflate me, how can you say you can deflate me." The blood holes in Em's abdomen contracted together unscientifically, and if it weren't for the remaining blood stains and holes in his clothes, it would have been as if nothing had happened.

"Bridge bean sack! I...... I'll get out of here now, don't you come over!" Mr. 3 waved his hand repeatedly.

Em smiled and walked forward step by step, frightening him into backing away, and if he was a little closer, it felt like he was dancing a tango.

"You you you you you you... You stop! You come again... I'll come again..." Mr. 3 accidentally fell to the ground and shouted.

[This line is so bad... You look at that face of yours... The corners of Em's eyes twitched when he heard this, and suddenly his gaze changed, and he swung his knife and stabbed hard... On a red target on the ground.

( ・᷄ὢ・᷅ ) Huh?

Looking at the red target under him, and then looking in the direction of Mr.3, at least tens of meters away. Em was confused, drew his blade, flicked it casually, and his eyes froze.

"Mix colors, leisurely green!"

Seeing that the smell stopped abruptly, Em lay comfortably on the ground, took out a cigarette and lit it, took a comfortable breath, and spit out smoke rings one by one.

A little girl ran to Mr. 3 on her short legs and helped him up.

"Mr.3, are you okay..." The soft voice sounded like heaven in Mr.3's ears.

"Ms. Golden Week, woo-woo, you came too soon..." He hugged the little girl's thighs and cried tears.

=͟͟͞͞(꒪⌓꒪*)【

This ability is also too... Bug, and Perona after that, these two work a little harder, it should be an invincible existence. No, Perona couldn't beat Usopp ... But obscene man, you let go of the little girl who is underage at first glance, this picture is disgusting. Em stood up with a cigarette in his mouth, looked at Ms. Golden Week with a look of horror, and saw that the maximum power was released, and did not dare to be sloppy again.

"Mix colors, sad blue!" Ms. Golden Week saw Em get up, flicked the brush, and the blue paint flew towards Em.

The paint hit the running Em, actually directly penetrated the past, it turned out to only hit the afterimage, he moved slightly to the left and then moved back immediately while running, looking like he didn't dodge at all.

Ms. Jinzhou's eyes widened, the brush in her hand kept flicking, a pool of various colors of paint kept flying outward, and suddenly the brush in her hand disappeared.

"Little friend, you come to participate in this kind of thing now, it's still a little too early, go home obediently." Saying that, Em pinched the brush in his hand.

Ms. Golden Zhou looked at the pinched brush, her eyes slowly became red, tears filled her eyes, and she cried loudly with her pout.

╮( •́ω•̀ )╭

【Let's fight!】 What are you crying about! You...... You...... Well, I really can't take you. Em looked at her speechlessly, trembling and handing over the broken brush, she reached out and took it, sobbed twice, and cried even louder.

Em really had no way, seeing Mr.3 who fell into sluggishness next to her, he was vicious, and smashed a punch at his lewd face.

(งǒ皿ǒ)=3

⁼³₌₃⁼³₌₃⁼³₌₃ Euler [Phew, comfortable. Em lifted up and exhaled, feeling that the whole person's state of mind was relaxed.

Looking at Mr.3 again, the whole face could no longer see the appearance just now, and fell into fainting.

Because of his fainting, the solidified wax began to slowly melt, and Nami walked over and glanced at Em, who looked like a pervert, and went to comfort the crying little girl.

[What for... What about fighting, the battle of life and death...] Em saw her eyes and was speechless, although it was a little girl... Though...... Well, it's good to stun directly, what kind of brush to pinch, it's just a....

Luffy and Usopp walked over carrying Mr.5 and Ms. Valentine's Day, touched Mr.3's body, and made a muffled noise.

"Em~ your injury is okay." Luffy reached out and ripped Em's clothes off, caring.

I saw that the wound had condensed together, and there were basically no traces of the wound.

[I... Isn't it human...] Em sighed as he looked at the location of his wound, reached out and pulled Luffy's hand away, looked at the three people who fainted on the ground and asked, "How to deal with these three goods?" "

I don't know... I was angry just now, and the anger disappeared at this time. Usopp touched his upward-curved nose, and with a slight effort, he returned to its original shape.

[I want to cut it for you to see what kind of structure it is...] Em interjected, "Do you want to kill it?" "

Everyone fell silent, and it was understandable that they couldn't hold back in the middle of the battle, but it always felt a little strange to attack someone who had lost the ability to resist.

Watching everyone's reaction, Em shrugged and stopped talking.