The silver fox general of the pirate

"Roar"

The tiger pounced on the food, and the blood was dripping with saliva, which was full of stench.

Leaping to the left, Foxy passed the sharp claw dangerously, while quickly holding the hatchet at his waist, his left hand has been pinched into orchid fingers, full of vigilance.

Leaning down, the tiger walked back and forth, staring at Foxy with fierce eyes.

His heartbeat was slow, Foxy's body tensed up, and he could clearly feel the danger.

One person and one tiger just stared back and forth like this, full of gunpowder.

With ferocious and sharp teeth, the tiger took the lead in attacking, extremely ferocious.

The front paws scratched at Foxy like a ray of light, and Foxy dodged at the nick of time, and at the same time slashed fiercely at the tiger with the machete in his hand.

The speed was very fast, and the tiger obviously knew the power of the hatchet and did not resist. After all, the big scar on his face still hurts even now.

Widening the distance, the thick tail fell to the ground, and the tiger pounced fiercely again.

If this was changed to before crossing, Foxy might be incontinent in fear.

Although he is a little terrified now, but he is no longer the same as before.

He's a blue guy with a devil fruit.

The orchid finger of the left hand is raised, and a pink halo shoots at the tiger. The color is very gorgeous, full of girlish hearts.

But shooting from the hand of a wretched guy feels a little disobedient.

Knowing the horror of the aperture, the tiger actually shifted direction and ran to the right, approaching Foxy at the same time.

There was still contempt in the fierce eyes, because the speed of the pink aperture was not good, and it had been vigilant since the first time it suffered a loss.

It is because of this ingenuity that he dominates a few kilometers around.

The contempt reveals pride, the tiger has come to the right side of Foxy, and the right paw is cold and slashing down on the head. If it is scratched, it may call 120 first aid.

The tiger seemed to have seen Foxy fall under his tiger's claws.

Immediately, it was surging and surging, and it became even more powerful.

"call out"

But at this moment, the hatchet in Foxy's right hand appeared in his left hand at some point, and at the same time he made an orchid finger with his right hand, and a pink halo hit the tiger's face.

Time was slow, and the tiger's eyes showed horror, watching him jump into the air and then slowly fall down.

"Little Tiger, you are still too young."

Walking in front of the tiger, Foxy patted the slowly falling tiger's face with a hatchet, with contempt and pride in his eyes.

"For the sake of your hard work and no credit, I will let you go today. Besides, can you brush your teeth? This stinks."

Holding his nose, Foxy backed away with a look of disgust, and waited for the slow time to arrive.

3, 2, 1.

Foxy snapped his fingers just in time, the tiger fell to the ground and didn't even have time to spit out the sand in his mouth, so he quickly got up and backed away, staring at Foxy with grinning teeth.

"It's getting late, I'll see you tomorrow."

With a wave of his hand, Foxy quickly got into the jungle, and there was no movement in the blink of an eye.

Watching Foxy disappear, the tiger remained vigilant until there was no sound in the jungle, and then quickly disappeared into the forest with its tail between its legs.

It's going to move.

Although a bit useless, this human being is getting stronger and stronger, and it can't beat the opponent.

Foxy didn't know what Tiger was thinking, because he was thinking about the problem now.

He found that the slow fruit seems to be unable to slow the enemy's thinking, which is not good.

You must know that there is something called overlord color in this world. It is said that it is a kind of kingly qualification. Blue people with overlord color aura can intimidate and deter opponents with overlord color aura without making a move, and can also make opponents weaker than themselves faint.

It seems to be related to thinking and spirit, which is very mysterious.

What should I do if I meet an overlord-colored blue person in the future?

In fact, Foxy fell into a misunderstanding, as long as he didn't die, the chance of encountering the enemy of the owner of the overlord color was almost one in a thousand.

Even if they met, at that time he was no longer who he is now.

What's more, how long has he developed the slow fruit, and how old is he now?

This is the pain of having nothing to do, thinking too much.

Along the way, Foxy still didn't turn the corner, thinking wildly.

Looking up inadvertently, Foxy found that the sky was billowing with gunpowder smoke, and his face changed, because that direction was the location of the village.

With a sense of foreboding, Foxy picked up speed.

Meanwhile, in the village.

At some point at the coast, a pirate group appeared with a skeleton flag, and more than forty pirates held weapons and rushed into the village with grinning grins, killing and robbing.

There is no chance of negotiating at all, and they will kill people as soon as they come up, and then rob the wealth.

"Haha...kill all these villagers and search for all the treasures."

A big man with scars holding a machete looked at the villagers running around in the village, and the pirates behind them were holding weapons and slashing inhumanely.

"Abis."

Kurt held on to Abis's big hand tightly. His son had already fallen into a pool of blood, and he had just been kicked by a pirate. Now his ribs were broken and he fell to the ground with difficulty breathing.

"Five or six months at sea."

With an ugly face, a vicious pirate.

"Let go of Abis."

Struggling to get up, Kurt rushed towards the ugly pirate.

"flutter"

With a flash of the knife, a head crossed the track and rolled to the ground like a ball. Blood gushed out from the neck, and Kurt turned into a headless corpse and stopped convulsing in the blink of an eye.

"Cotter."

With tears streaming down her face, Abis struggled, but how could she resist in the face of the ugly man.

It is not just Abis who is worse than death, but the women in the whole village have suffered humiliation.

The men stood up to resist, but faced with the blood-licking pirates, they just died in vain.

These pirates were frenzied like demons one by one, and the whole village was shrouded in fear and blood.

The flames soared into the sky, and there was a wail.

It's hell.

"call out"

A pink halo appeared, and the ugly man was stunned on the spot.

Running out quickly, Foxy swung the hatchet in his hand, and a big gash was split across the neck of the ugly man, and bright red blood slowly overflowed.

Kicking it away, Foxy quickly hid in the dilapidated house with the ragged Abis in his arms, and then looked outside through the gap in the window.

As time went by, the ugly big man couldn't even scream, and fell to the ground with his arms around his neck, only twitching a few times before losing his life.

It is very chaotic outside now, and no pirates found it for a while.

Hiding in the house, Foxy watched the tragedy in the garden. The corpses of Abis and Kurt were separated, and dark red blood was still flowing from the neck of the headless corpse.

A bloody head was pointed right at Foxy at this moment, and those bloodshot, empty eyes were also looking at him, which was horrifying.

"vomit"

Killing a pirate with his own hands, and watching the bloody scene, Foxy couldn't help retching, while his hands were trembling.

He is afraid.

Humans are different from animals. Although Foxy has some emotions when killing animals, he is still within the tolerance range.

But this pirate is a person, a living person, a very real person.

As a person in a peaceful age, even though he has traveled to this world for more than 40 days, he has never experienced such a bloody scene.

Foxy thought he had adapted to this world, but he thought it was incomparable with reality.

He still needs time. .

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Blue man: Describes the meaning of a little green on the head.

If you want to live a decent life, you have to have some green on your head.

I remember back then, I fiddled with that thing curiously a few times, and since then I have embarked on a road of no return.