MR.3 pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and with a wave of his right hand, several spears flew over.

"Stubborn."

Yamaji took a puff of his cigarette and kept kicking out his right foot, kicking off all the spears that flew in.

"It seems that I underestimated the Straw Hats too much."

MR.3 secretly said in his heart, originally he thought that this Straw Hat gang was just like ordinary pirates, a weak group, and the reward was all based on the slaughter of civilians.

But reality slapped him hard in the face, so it seems that he may not even be able to beat the chef in the Straw Hats.

"It's really tricky."

The white liquid in MR·3's hand continued to spurt out, gradually enveloping his entire body.

Seeing that the white liquid wrapped his body completely, MR·3 still did not stop the movement of his hand, and the fruit ability was frantically activated at this moment, until his body was covered with a set of wax armor that looked extremely strong.

Cautious, he did not even spare his head, wearing a helmet similar to a crusader on his head, leaving only a pair of eyes to observe the enemy.

"It's worthy of being a sea thief with a reward of 3100, and he found me so quickly."

MR.3 slowly came out of the darkness, with a look of "I'm going to move the real thing, you have to be careful." looked at Yamaji with an expression.

Although Yamaji couldn't see his face.

"Do you know how conspicuous the candle burning on your head is? I don't want to find out that you can't either.

Sanji scratched his head, is this a fool? How conspicuous is the candle on your head?

Hearing these words, MR·3 instantly petrified in place, he thought that his concealment technique was not good, and he also thought that Sanji's senses were too keen, but he did not expect that the candle burning on his head was too conspicuous.

"You... I...... Forget it, eat Lao Tzu with a sword! MR.3

eased up after a while, and his right hand instantly condensed a long sword turned into a candle, stabbing straight towards Yamaji's heart socket.

As far as MR.3 is concerned, this obvious attack can no longer be obvious, how can Yamaji not see through? I saw that he leaned slightly and hidden.

MR.3 was also unflustered when he saw this scene, the long sword in his hand was only slightly deflected, and the blade directly slashed towards Sanji's neck.

A flash of red flashed in Sanji's eyes, and he instantly crouched down and swept MR.3 down with a sweeping leg, taking advantage of the moment when his back was facing MR.3 to retract the leg of the attack, and the other leg kicked at the heart of MR·3 with a back kick.

MR.3 was also directly kicked out by this kick and slid for a distance before stopping.

"It seems that I underestimate you too much."

MR·3 stood up like a nobody, and patted the ash on his butt unhurriedly, not caring about Yamaji on the surface, but he had already raised his vigilance in his heart.

"Yes? You just showed no mercy.

Yamaji took a puff of smoke, and his eyes obscured by the smoke also showed a wary look.

If he was not mistaken, MR·3 had nothing to do after eating his sturdy kick, and even the wax armor on his body did not suffer any substantial damage.

"Hmph!"

MR.3 snorted coldly and threw the long sword in his right hand to the side, this time a fist blade appeared in both hands at the same time.

"Hiss~ so insidious."

Sanji gasped, this time the armed color domineering that he had just awakened for two days was useful.

"Then you don't care, just use it."

MR.3 smiled sinisterly, and a violent rush directly rushed towards Yamaji, and the fist blade flashing with cold in his hand stabbed Yamaji in the head.

PS: The group put this paragraph in the comment.

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