Whitebeard Beg Me to Come Out At The Start

I don't know how long it took, Dracule Mihawk, lying in a pool of blood, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Am I... dead?"

At this moment, he was a little confused and puzzled!

He should have died in the challenge to the number one in the world!

Why are you still alive?

"You're not dead!"

Just as Dracule Mihawk was uncertain, Margau suddenly walked up to him and looked down at him.

"Phoenix... Margau!"

When Dracule Mihawk saw Malgau's face clearly, he seemed to understand something.

It's just that the doubts on his face have not all been eliminated.

"Hawkeye, you really have it!

I heard my father say that since Grandpa debuted, anyone who drew a sword in front of him has basically no life.

Even if Gore D. Roger, the one-piece king, could finish his one-piece road, it was the old man who pleaded with his grandfather.

But what about you?

He is Shichibukai, and he agreed to the mandatory convening of Naval Headquarters, but he dared to draw his sword to Grandpa!

Anything is enough to make you die a hundred times.

But I didn't expect you to survive. "

Margau looked at Dracule Mihawk, his eyes seemed to be looking at a miracle!

That's right!

It's a miracle!

The survival of Dracule Mihawk was a miracle in Malgau's view.

"You... why didn't you kill me?"

Dracule Mihawk sat up hard, his gaze wandered around, and then fixed on Luo Feng's body.

Although Luo Feng is facing him at this time, all he sees is just a figure from behind!

But it was just the back view that made him feel the visual and spiritual shock of the mountain, and Luo Feng, who defeated him only with the flick of a finger.

"You want to die now, it's too early!

The life I left for you will only make you carry more things!

Listen clearly!

I am Luo Feng, the strongest swordsman in the world, the strongest Haki in the world, the strongest physique in the world, and the strongest physique in the world at the same time! Referred to as No. 1 in the World, nicknamed Luo Wudi! "

Luo Feng turned his back to Dracule Mihawk and did not turn around.

But his voice was like a twilight bell, straight into his mind.

"Young swordsman, don't rush to death, see yourself clearly, understand the world, and more importantly, understand me!

Be stronger!

No matter how many years have passed, I will be waiting for you in this strongest position!

Try to catch up with me and touch the corner of my clothes!

Dracule Mihawk! "

With these words, Fang Buddha carried infinite magic power, causing Dracule Mihawk's heavily wounded body to emerge a force out of thin air, supporting him to stand up again.

Although these words were so familiar to him that made him feel a little weird, they still ignited the fighting spirit that Luo Feng had personally extinguished just now!

"How can I get to know you?"

Although Dracule Mihawk rekindled his fighting spirit, he still felt confused.

He is not Roronoa Zoro, although in Luo Feng's eyes, the difference between him and Zoro is the frog at the bottom of the well and the eagle at the bottom of the well!

But eagles and frogs are different after all!

He who has flew in the sky of Grand Line has already seen enough of the world.

He doesn't know how to see himself clearly and to know the world!

The most important thing is that he doesn't know how to get to know Luo Feng!

Having experienced life and death in Luo Feng's hands, he deeply understands a truth!

In the previous battle, Luo Feng's strength was just the tip of the iceberg!

Such a statue of Luo Wudi, who could not hold his head up for all kings who had overwhelmed him for several ages, how could he get to know him?

"Be my grandson! Kitty."

Luo Feng sensed Dracule Mihawk's confusion and turned around.

"Grandpa dare to say it!"

Margau and Perona glanced at each other, and both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

"Be your grandson?

Do you know what you are talking about? "

Upon hearing this, Dracule Mihawk's grim face suddenly became extremely exciting.

Suddenly, he had a thought of drew his sword and begged to die again!

At the same time, he couldn't help thinking!

Sure enough, there is a father, and there must be a son!

Whitebeard likes to pick up his son everywhere!

As Whitebeard's father, Luo Feng is very ruthless and likes to collect grandchildren everywhere!

"hehe!"

Luo Feng could see what Dracule Mihawk was thinking at a glance.

But he didn't say much on this topic, instead he suddenly changed the topic.

"Li Jian has no intention!"

Dracule Mihawk's heart moved!

The four words Luo Feng suddenly said put Buddha more shocking and more convincing than the most powerful Conqueror's Haki in the world.

Originally wishing to draw his sword and begging for death, he felt his brain buzzed, and he was inadvertently occupied by the four words of sharp sword.

"Soft sword impermanence!"

Luo Feng saw Dracule Mihawk as if he had been subjected to a fixation technique. He stood there blankly, a smile flashed in his eyes, and then continued.

"The epee has no edge!"

"Wooden sword has nothing to do!"

Two sentences in a row made Dracule Mihawk fascinated. *

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