Chapter two hundred and eighty third rustling fruit
"Who are you?"
Covering the wound on his abdomen, looking at the man holding a black T-shaped sword not far away, holding a thin, pale face but as fierce as a tiger, Bakaren had a deep doubt in his eyes. At this moment, there was a corpse on the ground standing beside him. These people were all members of his pirate group.
The other party has a very special appearance and temperament. If he has really dealt with the other party, he must remember it. But the fact is that it is not. Although he has done many evil deeds and seems to be rampant, in fact, every action is carefully investigated and will not provoke places with strong backgrounds. This is also the secret that he can still be free to this day by being wanted by six countries.
Looking at Bakaren who was confused, Yanhu did not speak. The order he received was to take the other party back alive, but he did not ask him to answer the other party's questions.
Although tigers are terrible, the hungry tiger is even more apt. This is the true meaning of the Hungry Tiger Sword.
Holding a knife in both hands, he dragged out long knife marks on the sand. The sick tiger was like a tiger that was leaving the gate, and rushed towards Barenka.
Seeing this scene, Bakaren's eyes, which were not big, narrowed into a slit, and his heart became fierce, and a raging flame burned on his hands again.
"Damn it, if it weren't for the time I got the burnt fruits that were too short, I'd definitely make you look good today."
With difficulty resisting the attack of the sick tiger, Bakaren had another scar on his arm and chest in a short period of time. Although the injury was not serious, it was not a good sign.
Under normal circumstances, natural fruit abilities have an advantage in fighting with swordsmen or great sword tyrants. After all, swordsmen's flying slash is easily avoided by natural demon fruit tyrants. As long as you are careful not to be pulled closer, swordsmen will find it difficult to cause major damage to natural fruit tyrants. Unfortunately, Bakaren not only has too short time to get the burned fruit but has not had time to develop in depth, but his own strength is also one step lower than the Sick Tiger.
In fact, if the Sick Tiger hadn't wanted to capture Bakaren alive, Bakaren would have died long ago, just like his crew members who fell in pools of blood.
There were more and more scars on his body. Although he didn't know why the other party never killed him, Bakaren didn't think that he would end up falling into the other party's hands.
After this period of battle, Bakaren had discovered that the guy opposite was a ferocious beast, and he was the prey he teased. He just waited for when he lost interest and bit him to death and swallowed the skin.
"I can only have a gamble. I have been fighting for so long and the noise is so big. If that guy is still in the rapeseed flower market, he should have been attracted."
The short and fat body kept dodging, and the light of thinking was revealed in Bakaren's small eyes.
"Norris, I agree to your conditions. As long as you save my life today, I will be your subordinate."
Although he was short and fat, Barenka had a good voice, especially at this time, with a shout, a huge sound wave spreading out in all directions.
Hearing this, the sick tiger's expression remained motionless, and his expression did not change at all. He still calmly used his sword and kept forcing Barenka to a dead end.
"Damn it, I really surrendered to you. Do you really want to see you dead and refuse to save me?"
After being stabbed again, feeling the faint sense of weakness from his body, Bakaren's eyes were red in anger. He was really about to be unable to hold on. It was at this time that a cheerful laughter came from afar.
"Haha, it seems you made the right choice."
Huh, the wind and sand swept through, and the body was solidified, and a figure appeared near the battlefield between the sick tiger and Bakaren.
He is three meters tall and in his forties. He is wearing a brown-yellow coat, a national face, and a long scar on his left half of his face, extending to his jaw, and his whole body is filled with a domineering atmosphere.
"Friend, I've protected this person. How about giving me a face?"
Norris spoke as he looked at the sick tiger's thin body.
In response to this, the sick tiger seemed to have never heard of it. The armed domineering aura wrapped around the sword and slashed it out again. This time he wanted to completely deal with Bakaren.
Seeing this scene, Norris frowned, and his horoscope became more obvious.
"It seems you didn't take my words to heart."
The anger on his face flashed, but the wind and sand were spinning, and in a flash, an arc-shaped moon blade condensed by the wind and sand was stimulated from Norris's hand, and the target was directly aimed at the sick tiger.
The hairs stood upside down, and the sense of crisis came. The sick tiger had to stop his offensive, and turned around, holding a knife in both hands to block the arc-shaped moon blade emitted by Norris.
With this opportunity, Bakaren turned around and ran, and jumped a few times to Norris.
Roaring, the tiger roar exploded, and the muscles of the arms suddenly increased. At the moment when the strength increased greatly, the sick tiger finally cut off the arc-shaped moon blade gathered by wind and sand.
Holding a knife in his hand, looking at Bakaren who had already run to Norris, Yanhu knew that his mission this time would be difficult to complete. He felt a fatal threat from Norris. The arc-shaped moon blade that required his explosive power to solve just now had already explained the problem, and that was just the result of the other party's casual actions.
However, although the strength of the enemy and us is very different, the sick tiger still began to mobilize the power in its body and was ready to take action at any time. Unless he received the order, the Yin Beast had no idea that he would give up his mission and would never stop until he died.
Roaring, the tiger roared in the mountains, a fierce momentum rose from the sick tiger's body. At this moment, he was really like a tiger that was extremely hungry, on the verge of death, and had to fight for it.
"Are you going to come again? It's really troublesome."
Seeing this sick tiger, Norris had murderous intent in his heart.
Huh, the palms were spread out, the wind and sand gathered, and a mini sandstorm quietly formed in Norris' palm.
"This time I will teach you a lesson to know when to put away your claws."
A cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. As Norris waved his right hand lightly, the mini sandstorm quickly grew and swept across the surroundings crazily.
Seeing the rapid approaching the growing sandstorm, the sick tiger's expression changed slightly and he made two consecutive blows.
Swhoo, swooping, sword energy is ubiquitous. As a great swordsman, Norris' flying slash is naturally not weak, but unfortunately he cannot shake the sandstorm that has become a natural disaster.
Boom, the wind, sand and stones were swept by sandstorms, and the sick tiger's body disappeared in an instant, not knowing where the sandstorms were swept away.
"Overbial ability."
The sandstorm went away and withdrew his gaze, Norris glanced at Bakaren beside him.
Recognizing Norris's gaze, Bakaren immediately lowered his head. Although he knew that this man was very strong before, he had no specific concept. Today, he finally had a clearer estimate. He could start a sandstorm with every move, and he was simply a monster.
"Since you have agreed to be my subordinate, then perform well and don't let me down."
Looking at Bakaren, Norris spoke faintly.
Hearing this, Bakaren's heart, which had not yet settled down, suddenly became tight.
"I get it, boss, I won't let you down."
"Well, I hope you do what you say. By the way, how could you get involved with the Yin Beast?"
Thinking of the previous Sick Tiger, Norris frowned again. He didn't care about Sick Tiger, an ancient animal-type abilities. However, even if he was behind Sick Tiger, he didn't want to offend easily. In recent years, it has been said that the power is in the limelight on the sea. The Sick Tiger is definitely one of them, and it is like a newly rising overlord. It is precisely because of this that he did not kill Sick Tiger before, but just exiled him, just to leave some room for him.
In fact, if he hadn't said he wanted to subdue Bakaren before, if Bakaren was a rare natural-type burning fruit ability, he really didn't want to offend the Black Thorn Flower Chamber of Commerce. Although with his strength and Alabastan's special environment, even a strong general-level person would not do anything to him, but such an enemy would still not provoke him if he could.
"Yin Beast? That guy was a Yin Beast just now. He was from the Black Thorn Flower Chamber of Commerce? But I have never provoked the Black Thorn Flower Chamber of Commerce."
Hearing Norris' words, Bakaren felt confused. As a pirate with great eyes, how could he not open his eyes to provoke the Black Thorn Flower Chamber of Commerce, which has been in full swing for the years? Isn't that an old birthday boy seeking death by eating arsenic?
Looking at the shock and confusion on Bakaren's face that was not fake, Norris withdrew his gaze.
"Let's go, leave here first."
While speaking, Norris turned around and left first.
Although Sick Tiger is a member of the Yin Beast, he has not taken any action. He believes that the Black Thorn Flower Chamber of Commerce will not be in trouble with him because of such a thing. He is still confident enough about his strength. Although he does not want to provoke the Black Thorn Flower Chamber of Commerce, this does not mean that he is afraid of the Black Thorn Flower Chamber of Commerce, but it just doesn't want to cause trouble.
Chapter completed!