"My passionate mother! Who do you think you are, little brat!?"
A big man slammed the table and the solid wooden table turned into powder in an instant!
He was a burly man with explosive muscles all over his body, and a hideous wound ran through his square face.
At this time, the big man had a ferocious look on his face, his eyes were filled with murderousness and brutality, and he stared fiercely at the navy in front of him.
"When I went out to sea... you didn't even know where to play in the mud!"
"Navy! You may be reaching too far!"
Facing the big man who suddenly jumped up, Alan still showed his composure despite the collapse of the mountain.
He squinted his eyes, rubbed his temples and said slowly:
"Looks like someone's not convinced... Are you the "Boxing Champion" Gerard Ponson!?"
Gerard Ponson looked at Alan who was still calm in front of him, and his anger suddenly rose up, and his fists as big as sandbags were clenched tightly!
The next second, he swaggered towards Alan and put a hand on Alan's shoulder.
"I'm here today to give face to the Navy, not for you, a little brat!"
"Do you really think you're someone important?!"
The other two gang leaders who had been startled nearby were now sweating profusely, but they couldn't suppress the upward smile on their lips.
Hehehe!!
What a fool would offend this guy!
Fight! If we fight, it would be best if both sides get hurt!
In the eyes of the two, he might be very powerful, so he suddenly disbanded the pirate group five years ago and established the gang "Gerard Family".
He still hasn't seen the scene of Alan annihilating many pirate groups on the sea!
——It was a massacre!
Of course the best outcome is that these two people fight...
If Gerard Ponson wins, he will be seriously injured and then killed!
If they lose... that would be even better! The Gerard Family's massive empire would be theirs.
It's a win-win situation no matter what!!
"Kid! My bounty five years ago was already 39 million Berries. Now I'm giving you one more chance to organize your words!"
Gerard Ponson gradually increased the strength of his hand on Alan's shoulder, and looked at Alan's face with a sigh, as if he wanted to see the painful expression of the young sailor begging for mercy.
Time passed minute by minute, and Alan remained calm. The atmosphere in the room was extremely depressing, as if he could clearly hear his own heartbeat in the silence.
Next second.
"Since you don't like the rules of my game... then I can only announce that you're out early!"
Alan's cold voice broke the current silence, but there was no longer any spring breeze in his tone.
"hateful!"
Gerard Ponson was furious, and the next second his sandbag-like fist hit Alan in the face.
Everyone couldn't help but gasp...
Let's do it! ?
Do it???
The reactions of the two groups were completely opposite...
The gang led by Capone Bege and others certainly wanted them to fight;
Gion and Kake knew that the negotiations had failed and a fierce battle was inevitable.
Just as the fist was about to hit Alan!
The brutal and sighing expression on Gerard Ponson's face froze, his eyes widened, and his eyes were full of shock!
At this moment, he only felt that his fist was clamped, unable to move forward...
I increased the strength again, but it still didn't move at all!
ε=(´ο｀*)))Alas...
Alan's narrowed eyes slowly opened and he let out a soft sigh.
"...I was planning on keeping you all here!"
"But you insisted on showing off... I can only let you be the 'chicken' for a while!"
Kill the chicken to scare the monkey, kill Gerard Ponson like a chicken, and deter the rest of the mafia.
As the saying goes, "The first bird to stick its head out gets shot!" If you don't die, who will?!
"...Bird?" Gerard Ponson suddenly became furious, his whole body enveloped in a tyrannical aura.
The next second, another fist followed...
Faced with this move, Alan dodged it with a backflip without even thinking...but the wooden chair was not so lucky.
"Aren't you a cow, kid? Why are you hiding?"
Alan raised the hand holding the cigar and shook it, full of sarcasm.
"You can't compare to it!"
"Damn it! Die!"
Gerard Ponson shook his arms, and a pair of huge steel gloves were put on his hands.
Alan blew out a puff of smoke and began to look at the person in front of him.
HP: 5276/5276
Physical fitness: 175.18
Strength: 182.54
Agility: 154.11
Sure enough, he still had some arrogance. His health bar and basic attributes were basically at the same level as his own.
However, this is only the most basic physical fitness. Combat effectiveness is based on one's own values plus external factors (sword skills, fruits, secret techniques, etc.).
In a flash, a pair of huge iron fists came straight towards him.
boom!!
The huge collision sound stirred up a cloud of dust, and the powerful shock wave condensed into substance, with circles of air ripples spreading out.
Gerard Ponson's originally solemn and angry expression faded, and he began to laugh ferociously!
"Hehehe!!"
Because of the impact of this range, ordinary people have no way to avoid it, and the best result is to turn into a pool of bloody mud.
Just then, a familiar voice sounded behind him.
"...You really are not a good person!"
Nonsense! Who is this good person laughing so loudly in the ocean?!
Gerard Ponson, sweating profusely, turned his head with difficulty, only to see the navy man who should have been under his iron fist, puffing on a cigar...
The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, and a large pit with a diameter of three meters came into view. The ground had begun to crack.
As Alan exhaled the last puff of smoke, his eyes fixed and he made a gesture of drawing his sword.
Gerard Ponson suddenly felt that the momentum of the young navy in front of him became particularly fierce, and his eyes widened and then shrank!
"How can this level of pressure appear in a place like this!"
He hurriedly shook his head, "Impossible! This is impossible!"
"Yeah! This brat must be bluffing!"
Gerard Ponson, who had prepared himself mentally, also began to become violent!
Then, he assumed an attacking stance, his muscles tensed, veins bulged, and the ground beneath his feet began to crack inch by inch!
——Boom boom boom!!!
The two huge fists began to collide, making a harsh sound and sparking bursts of sparks.
"Iron Fist—Meteor Crash!!"
Gerard Ponson suddenly burst out with the strength of his body, stirring up the rubble around him, and rushed directly towards Alan like a cannonball.
"Take that, little brat!!"
The extremely fast speed made Gerard Ponson's steel boxing gloves turn red due to friction with the air, and the whole person looked like a meteorite at this moment!
Alan quickly adjusted his breathing and slowly drew out the "Ryūjin Jakka" from his waist...
"Reduce All Creation to Ash, Ryūjin Jakka!"
As the words fell, a scorching flame climbed up from the originally calm blade! !
The originally cold air suddenly became hot and dry...
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