Chapter 409 Porusalino: It’s a Beautiful Thing to Watch Leeks Grow and Then Fall Away!

After all, Rayleigh is still retiring in the Shampoo Islands, Shanks is still drinking in the New World, after all, Jabba is still sleeping in an unknown corner of the world, Barrett...oh, Barrett is already dead like Oden. Three has grown taller.

So in the final analysis, Porosalino can only find the big pirate "Clown King" Bucky as a member of the Roger Pirates who can make up for Roger's money.

So Bucky, who had not yet completed his psychological construction, was urged to go to the stronghold of the Dragon Pirates, shouldering an important mission, and not bringing any subordinates with him. It was like going to the meeting alone - of course, this knife refers to The world's greatest swordsman, Hawkeye, is not his clown flying knife.

Faced with Bucky's "temporary collection" request in compliance with Porusalino's instructions, Aaron, who planned to stay dormant for a while before launching a gorgeous rebellion, naturally refused to agree.

then--

"Even a pirate must be honest, Clown King!"

"What do you mean?"

"Hmph...you will regret it! Bucky!"

"Aaron! I am the great pirate!"

The atmosphere at the meeting suddenly became tense. The fish-man pirates behind Aaron all showed their weapons and got into attack postures - the Clown King Bucky may be powerful, but after all, he is alone, and most of them have pirates. The elite of the regiment, the advantage lies with them!

When Bucky saw this, although his face was still "as calm as a great pirate" (expressionless), he was already wailing in his heart:

Hello! General Porusalino! There's Hawkeye, the world's greatest swordsman who I promised to support me!

I've arrived at Fishman Street! Where is he? !

Then, just like the low pressure suddenly appeared before a storm and enveloped everyone, the small boat that resembled a coffin floated with the current from a distance. It was obviously so small, but it was like a magnet, attracting everyone's attention. force.

"That, that's..."

"It can't be wrong! It can't be wrong! Those eyes! That dress!!"

"It's Hawkeye, the world's greatest swordsman!!!"

——Although the fish-men and pirates gathered around Aaron are all naked and extreme racists, for those strongest world-class humans, such as the strongest man in the world, the strongest swordsman in the world, and the strongest in the sea, land and air They also recognized the powerful creatures, the strongest Pirate King... and so on.

It's just that they usually say that these are the strongest worlds, but in fact they all have more or less fish-human blood...

Therefore, Hawkeye, the great swordsman who symbolizes the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the world, was recognized by all the fish-men just by meeting him, which caused quite a commotion.

But Hawkeye didn't care about this at all. His face was terrifyingly gloomy, not the usual 70% coldness or 93% arrogance...

After all, the reason why he appeared here, and had to say the next lines, and then act awkwardly, was entirely because of Porusalino - although he was not forced like last time, but had an order. He was excited about the reward, but the feeling of carrying out Porusalino's mission still made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Mihawk, Mihawk! You have fallen! Your kendo heart is as cold as the thousand-year-old icebergs in the North Sea!

Although he was thinking about something that was not in line with his personality, on the outside Hawkeye behaved as if there was nothing unusual about him. With a very plain but inexplicably elegant movement, he slowly pulled out the world's most powerful black sword "Ye" carried on his back:

"Legend has it that the great pirate, the Clown King Bucky, can easily block even the slashes of Pirate King Roger and Whitebeard..."

"I really didn't expect you to appear in this weakest sea..."

"but……"

"brush!"

The turquoise slash that penetrated the sky and the earth rose into the sky, a huge gap was cut directly in the clouds in the sky, and the sea water was also turbulent and separated.

"This, this kind of swordsmanship!"

Bucky's eyes widened - although he knew that Hawkeye was here to cooperate with him, after all, this terrifying slash did not even cover the armed haki.

But...this kind of sword intent...

Inexplicably, it reminded him of the "divine avoidance" of the man he respected most in his life, the Pirate King Roger! !

(The greatest swordsman in the world! He truly deserves his reputation!)

With this thought in mind, Baki, along with the stronghold of the Arlong Pirates where he was located, as well as Arlong and some of his subordinates, were swallowed up by a slash that seemed to cover the entire world.

The next day, although one arm was still bandaged and almost all of his subordinates were injured, Aaron looked like a real dragon, leading the Dragon Pirates to attack fiercely...

This time, they no longer dare to play with the little tricks they used to preserve their strength. They will attack any pirate group they encounter, regardless of whether it is a tough fight or whether they have enough treasure...

Just kidding, that was the great pirate Clown King Bucky who easily blocked the attack of the world's strongest swordsman. How could he refuse the conditions he proposed?

As a result, in less than a week, most of the pirate group in the East China Sea was swept away by Aaron and others who did not dare to rest at all - if it were not for the fish people's natural strong physical fitness and superb maneuverability in sea water, they would Maybe it's impossible to navigate such a wide sea area simply by sailing, let alone clean up the messy East China Sea.

But correspondingly, they finally got together Porusalino's high-end loan, and through bloody means and strong power, they recruited a large number of "honorary fishmen" pirates...

Although these existences similar to the "Imperial Association Army" have not officially participated in any actions of the Dragon Pirates, they are already gearing up to show off their skills while working hard to build a huge paradise for Aaron...

So, for Porusalino, it's time to take the plunge.

…

Early in the morning, before the sun had risen and the sky was still dark, the cartilaginous fishman Kroobbi walked out of the coolie cell prepared for him by the 721st branch of the Navy and went to the open space outside the cell where he could briefly relax to practice fishman karate— - Porusalino asked Smoker to arrange their working hours very scientifically, with only 15 hours a day.

His naked upper body was covered with scars, especially the one on his chest that was the most conspicuous.

The cartilaginous fishman Kroobbi suffered a lot after he was easily defeated and captured by Smoker. But perhaps it was because of the painful lesson that Croobie realized that it was time to change the status quo - so even if he was exhausted every day, he still insisted on increasing his training time. After all, he already knew that Donghai was not A paradise that poses no threat to him or other fellow fishmen.

Croobie didn't know how long he had been practicing. At first, there was some mist in the open space where he was, but he didn't pay attention to it. He just thought it was a normal phenomenon in the early morning. But soon afterwards, the mist turned into a thick fog that could not be seen, and Croobie vaguely noticed that the temperature around him seemed to have increased.

Croobie's heart was beating wildly. This phenomenon seemed familiar to him, giving him a bad premonition.

Croobbi increased his vigilance, assumed a fish-man karate posture, and stared around with wide eyes. The clearing was quiet, except for the sound of footsteps coming from the darkness in the distance, and then the nightmare-like voice came to the cartilaginous fish. In the ears of Croobie:

"Coming out to practice so early? As expected of a fish-man, he has plenty of physical strength."

A tall man walked out of the fog following the words. Croobie took a step back because he recognized that the man in front of him was Smoker who had beaten him to the point where he was unable to fight back. He was also the one who During this time, they were the overseers of this gang of fishmen coolies.

"what you up to!?"

Croob's pupils shrank, "Boss Aaron has complied with the terms with you and gave you all the money! I can leave your place today!"

"Yeah, but okay, General Porusalino thought about it later and felt that he suffered too much,"

Smoker spread his hands and raised the corners of his mouth, "What was your plan when you first came to the East China Sea? Collect money from the residents who can't resist you once a month, right? But General Porusalino is now Come to think of it, it seems that you are also unable to resist our navy. To us, you are the civilians who are being extorted. General Porusalino only wants you to ask for a sum of money. This seems unfair, right? So, you are redeeming yourselves. Finally, from now on, you should also give our navy a monthly payment to allow you to survive in this sea area. The price is the same as the price offered before, one fishman, ten million beli per month."

"This is impossible, we can't afford to pay so much!"

Croobbi subconsciously denied it, but he quickly reacted and his pupils suddenly tightened: "General Porusalino?!"

Smoker twisted his neck when he heard this and didn't explain much:

"Anyway, General Porusalino knows that you will definitely not be able to pay the money, but he is kind-hearted, so he asked me to follow your example and kill you - if you die, you don't have to worry about paying for your life. Is there a problem?"

After he finished speaking, Smoker also made a fish-man karate starting move:

"By the way, it suddenly occurred to me that a fishman named Jinbei taught us some fishman karate techniques when we were in Marineland."

Smoke was swirling under Smoker's feet. The force of his instant kick and the spurting smoke easily overturned a large piece of soil. He rushed to Croobie in an instant:

"Come and feel whether it's authentic or not?"

Croobie quickly came to his senses. Years of practice experience allowed his body to subconsciously make movements that had been tempered for thousands of times. He lowered his center of gravity and punched forward with a majestic and powerful punch.

Smoker also threw a straight punch. He really used the skills of fishman karate, and his right fist seemed to be simple and unpretentious. But the moment his fist came into contact with Croobie's fist, his fist was like the boiler chimney of a warship, black smoke kept coming out, filling the surroundings of the two of them.

Smoke Fruit - the form of black smoke coming out of a steam chimney!

Maximum line of sight occlusion + maximum explosive power!

At this moment, the air seemed to be still, but the dark smoke around the two people suddenly shook, contracted and expanded rapidly, and then, a thunderous explosion sound came from Smog's right fist, and under high pressure The smoke was released and exploded instantly like a bomb!

It is worth mentioning that due to the force-generating skills of fish-man karate taught by Jinbei that can control the changing sea currents, the impact of the explosion did not spread to the surroundings, but was concentrated in front of Smoker, that is, Kroo than direction.

Croobie let out a muffled groan, and was sent flying straight away. After falling to the ground, he continued to move forward, and did not stop until he smashed into a wall made of masonry.

"Impossible! How can humans know our fish-man karate skills!"

The cartilaginous fishman Croobie could no longer stand up. He kept vomiting blood, but he still insisted on asking. Look at the right forearm where he was fisting with Smoker. It had been bent into a weird arc, and there was Several fingers were blown off and disappeared, leaving white bones exposed at the wounds.

Smoker had already retracted his posture, took a deep breath of his cigar, completed the satisfying lung-passing movement that only he could achieve, and then said slowly:

"Why isn't it possible?"

"Whether it's ability development or physical skills, they all have something in common."

"Well, when you get to Huangquan, you can have a good chat with your boss Aaron and the others."

At the same time, on the other side, when Porusalino put his hands in his pockets and led the sailors to the gate of Aaron Park, which had not yet been completed, he saw that there was no sound here, like a silent country of death.

A large number of fishmen live in Aaron Park, and their daily lives are almost inseparable from water. Therefore, several huge swimming pools have been built here, which are connected to the sea. Some human pirates also have the habit of using these swimming pools after joining the Dragon Pirates. that power.

But at this time, the direction in which these swimming pools connected to the sea seemed to have been bombarded by high-energy bombs. There were potholes, gravel, and water stains everywhere. A large number of corpses were floating motionless on the water, including humans and murlocs. Many of them had severed arms and legs and missing limbs.

Porusalino just glanced at it, and then continued to lead the sailors to the back of the park. After entering the middle of the park, he looked at the fish and human pirates lying on the ground. All of them had their mouths full of blood and their eyes were full of blood. It's red, and basically only air comes in but no air comes out.

Porusalino, the instigator of all this, quickly looked away from these people and ordered some sailors to stay behind to deal with the bodies, while he led a few people straight to the back area of ​​the park.

Just when Porusalino was halfway there, a sudden change occurred. A black shadow suddenly appeared in the pool next to him, rushing over like lightning!

Porusalino is the fastest in the world, and a world-class insidious person. He has always been the only one who is sinister. How can there be a chance that he will be attacked by someone? So he turned around lightly and simply avoided the black shadow. He even curled his lips in disdain and watched as the black shadow hit the wall behind him.

Boom!

The entire wall made of solid stone was knocked down by the black shadow. It was only then that Nami, who was following Porusalino, saw clearly that the black shadow was Aaron, the leader of the Dragon Pirates.

The fish-man Aaron stood up staggeringly from the rubble. His eyes were red. I don't know if it was because of Porusalino's methods or because he witnessed the tragic situation of his pirate group. In short, it flowed from the corners of his mouth. The bright red blood and heavy breathing:

"You! It's you who did it! It's you! You, you despicable human being!!!"

"Ah, yes, it was mine, thank you for the compliment~"