Pirate: I, Roger's son, nine-year-old admiral!

Snapped!

"I'm going to beat you! What the hell! You're talking!"

Ige squatted on the ground and slapped the dog-faced zombie on the nose again.

The dog-faced zombie almost cried. He had suffered so much injustice after living for so long, and his limbs had been cut off and had to be sewn back by the ship's doctor.

"You!" Faced with Igor's arrogance, the dog-faced zombie is always so embarrassed and angry that he can't say anything and can only let the mermaid eat his flesh.

"What are you!" Ige shouted, and scratched his ears again.

"Stop fighting...Brother, wuwuwu...I was wrong..." The dog-faced zombie couldn't bear it anymore and simply surrendered in tears.

"You still dare to pretend to cry? Are you pretending to be pitiful? Why are you pretending to be pitiful when you don't even have tears?" Ige's eyes widened and he slapped her again angrily.

"I can't cry anymore!" The dog-faced zombie collapsed and asked his companions for help with a pitiful expression.

However......

However, his companions cast sympathetic glances at him one by one, and then turned away with heartache.

There was no way, looking at the miserable appearance of the dog-faced zombies, they really couldn't bear the fate of repeating the dog-faced zombies.

"Sorry, dog face."

"Although you are very pitiful, this kid is really angry with zombies."

"But I really don't want to accept the perverted stitches from the ship's doctor anymore. He's a pervert who doesn't know what kind of stitches he can make people into!"

"I think in order to maintain the dignity of our zombies, it's better not to provoke him."

"We know that you are a guy who cares very much about the dignity of zombies, and if we go up there and have our limbs cut off and be slapped with you, it will definitely be disrespectful to the dignity of zombies."

"Yes, we are doing this to protect the dignity of zombies, Dog Face, I'm sorry."

The zombies watching around you took one look at me and told me everything you were thinking, and in the end you even found a super lame excuse.

To show their sincerity, they also sent a few zombies to run over and pick up the limbs of the dog face.

"Don't be afraid, Dog Face, we will save these two arms and legs for you!" A zombie spitting out snake letters shouted loudly.

"You guys are cheating!" the dog-faced zombie shouted to the sky, secretly hating himself for making careless friends. After being around for so many years, he didn't even have anyone willing to come out to protect him!

"Shut up!" Iger slapped him hard again, completely shutting up the dog-faced zombie. Then he spat bitterly, sat on the top of the dog-faced head, and moved his sore wrists.

Dandelion on the side looked at this kid with disgust on his face.

Are you a pervert?

I got addicted to smoking a zombie...

Whoever marries you in the future will definitely be unlucky for eight lifetimes!

People like you will definitely be prone to domestic violence when they grow up!

She decided to stay away from this guy.

A man who likes to brag, is competitive, and has violent tendencies would be better off having less contact with him.

Men are so terrible!

If Ig knew what Dandelion was thinking at this time, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.

Are you completely forced by life?

Some people may look handsome, but they are destined to struggle crazily on the road to resisting baldness!

Yes, Ige’s move seems to be to vent his anger, but in fact, it is a great struggle for his hair!

"Ding~ The master's perverted behavior towards the enemy has been detected. He is very perverted towards the enemy and very friendly to his own people. Chrollo's role completion degree is +2%. The current completion degree is: 8%! The master is really getting better and better!"

Sure enough, after I completed the vote, the system notified me.

Phew, I can breathe a sigh of relief. Eight percent is still three percent short of Saitama’s eleven percent!

come on!

The hair is in front of you!

Hope lit up in Eagle's eyes.

However......

"Ding! Spreading fear towards non-human beings was detected, and the evaluation was [Fear of Weird People]. Saitama's role completion degree +4%, current completion degree: 15%!"

"Ding~ Oops, I want to cheer for Master more and more! Come on Master! Master is the best!"

Before Ige could finish being happy, another announcement came from the system, and he was still dancing below after the announcement.

You really did it on purpose!

I worked so damn hard and worked so hard that Chrollo's progress only increased by 2%!

Two percent!

If it reaches 100%, I won't be able to slap you more than two thousand times!

This is good, Saitama has an extra damn comment!

What a scam!

Ige became angry, and his fierce eyes stared directly at the zombies around him!

All the zombies trembled together, and they felt at the same time that something seemed to have happened to the human child in the middle.

"Then if that's the case..." Iger stood up slowly, with red eyes, he drew out the rusty iron sword, the sword cut through the air and pointed directly at the zombies, "I'm going to cut you all into sticks!"

"

"Hey! Stop pushing your limits, kid!" Immediately, a zombie shouted dissatisfied.

"That's right! Don't be too arrogant!"

"..."

The zombies roared in unison, but despite their ferocity, each zombie's footsteps were quietly retreating...

This guy is simply crazy, stalling for time and keeping distance...

This is what everyone is thinking.

"You monsters, where can you run? Let me kill you if you don't!"

However, the kid opposite didn't seem to abide by the rules of the world at all, and rushed over with the iron sword in hand.

When the zombies saw this, they hurriedly tried to run away by pushing and shoving.

However, the muscles of these zombies have long since decayed, and they are in a crowded state. How can they outrun Igor, whose speed has been strengthened several times?

Almost instantly, Ige held the iron sword in his arms and charged into the sheep like a ferocious lion. Several sword lights flashed past, and a row of severed limbs flew up.

"Wave Slash!"

"Ghost Slayer!"

"Moonlight Sword!"

Each move name was called out by Ige's childish voice, and it seemed that there was no sense of violation, and then one after another sword light wreaked havoc among the zombies.

The sound of broken limbs falling to the ground was accompanied by Igor's roar.

"You bastards! Why are you running?"

"Nonsense! Why don't you run away if you kill us?" the zombies replied in unison.

"Don't run!" Iger raised his sword and slashed another zombie. Suddenly, he felt a strange feeling.

The iron sword in his hand seemed to vibrate.

He cut again and was shaken again.

Not only that, he felt that as the iron sword continued to vibrate, his swordsmanship seemed to be slowly increasing, and even the sluggish feeling he had when he just acquired new skills disappeared.

If the feeling he had just now was that he was suddenly taught martial arts by someone, then now, he felt that this martial arts was clearly acquired by himself!