The Most Wasteful Fruit Among Pirates

"Have you heard that the Jiedi family is finished!"

"Well, 'Big Bill' Thompson is also dead, I heard it was done by a family of four suits and a pair of brothers..."

In a warehouse, a group of men with long knives and short guns were chatting excitedly.

"fart!"

The leading strong man slapped the subordinate who had spoken just now to the ground with a disdainful slap, the flesh on his face trembled, full of bloodthirsty and greed.

"That trash Thompson fell into the sea and drowned himself!"

"A person with devil fruit ability stumbled and fell into the sea, what a laugh! —I knew he was such a waste, I should have replaced him sooner!"

This strong man has no name, everyone calls him 'Chariot'.

He is more than two meters tall, stretched horizontally, with broad shoulders and a wide waist, and his muscles are strong and powerful. When people look at him, the idea of ​​'monster' will come to mind.

"It's not too late, boss!"

"That's right, as long as you have the boss leading you, it's easy to kill those guys."

The reason why these excited and noisy gangsters gather here is naturally to compete for the inheritance left by the Jiedi family.

Those of them who walk outside the law and conscience are very clear that the four suits and the Jiedi family fought fiercely some time ago. Although the four suits family won a tragic victory, they are almost completely wiped out!

The current subordinates are actually mud legs found from the pier?

The four core cadres and the two newly recruited brats have been hiding in the hospital. It is said that they are wrapped up like corpses, and it is normal to die suddenly at any time.

"Those half-grown kids of four suits, thinking they've recruited two more imps, are delusional about ruling Spedamaluz—"

Just when a gangster was talking nonsense, a loud bang interrupted his words.

"Who-"

"Don't want to live anymore?"

"Dare to come here to make trouble, do you want to die!"

A group of thugs turned their heads to look in the direction of the gate, and various 'standard' miscellaneous fish lines rang out one after another.

"Fufufu, I'm what you call a brat."

Kicking open the door, Dover, wearing sunglasses, put his hands in his pockets, and walked into the warehouse with an unrecognizable pace, making the people inside stunned, and then:

"Hahahaha~~"

"Little devil, go home and find your mother—"

boom!

A buckshot pierced the bastard's forehead halfway through his speech, choking back the rest of his trash talk.

? !

"There's no need to talk about the extra nonsense,"

Dover, who pulled out two flintlock guns from his waist, raised the murder weapon in his hand and announced it to the people around him.

"I am one of the leaders of the 'Don Quixote Family', and I am also the one who sent you to hell, remember this name—"

"Don Quixote Doflamingo!"

—

bang bang bang!

In a remote warehouse located in the garbage disposal area, there was a sudden burst of intense gunfire.

Mixed with roars and shouts of killing, Torrebol outside the warehouse looked in the direction of the gate worriedly.

"Don't panic, it's just a group of miscellaneous soldiers."

Rosie, who was in a wheelchair, was wrapped in bandages and waved her hands.

Although Dover has only eaten the thread fruit for a few days, he has already been able to produce silk threads that are as tough as spider silk. Coupled with his 'pointing', it must be easy to deal with a group of gangsters.

"The leader of the opponent is the Chariot. He almost beat Pica to death with his bare hands. Don't be careless."

"Yes, that guy is much stronger than me, if Dover is in danger—"

Standing behind Rossi's wheelchair was a muscular 'boy' Pika who was also 2 meters tall.

Pica's strength is already able to hit the wall with his fist like a biscuit, even if Rossi uses 'Fei Lian' to explode with all his strength, his strength is not as good.

If the strength of the opponent is really so strong, it is indeed a very dangerous enemy for Dover before.

But, that was just before.

"Don't worry, you all underestimate devil fruits."

Normal devil fruits, as long as they develop their strength casually, they can soar to the reward level of tens of millions, and not all of them have almost no combat power like Rossi's 'silent fruit'.

Even the same very 'useless' Whisper Fruit can still communicate with beasts like Neptune;

The fruit of the jacket, coaxing a strong mentally handicapped like Bai II to put it on and take off in an instant;

Bramanco's "pocket fruit" is equivalent to a mobile arsenal; there are really few devil fruits that will not improve combat effectiveness at all.

Just like Torrebol, if you don't know the weakness of his fruit, it is easy to be instantly killed by the slime.

"But that's a string fruit!"

Line... What combat power can this thing have?

Facing Torrepol, who almost threw the snot in his face, Rossi waved his hand again.

"I said don't panic, can I still harm Dover?"

"Just be patient."

—

"This brat is too flexible!"

"Ah, I'm shot! Help me..."

"Damn, why is he able to grasp our position—"

In the warehouse, Dover's figure was swiftly galloping left and right. Obviously he was still rushing forward one second, but the next second he moved out of thin air to the other side, as if there were countless invisible hands pulling him to dodge from the side.

At the same time, the flintlock gun in his hand kept firing, causing screams continuously.

Bullets were fired, and gunshots rang out.

Dover naturally didn't care, anyway, there were enemies all around.

For him, there is no possibility of 'accidental injury' at all, but the gangsters in the warehouse are inevitably a bit restrained when fighting. Not only must beware of Dover's attack, but also the black hands of his teammates.

What confuses them the most is that they are hiding behind the warehouses, pillars, and walls of the warehouse, but the little boy seems to have a "perspective", shooting without looking at them, but he can always accurately hit the hidden ones personnel.

"mark!"

Seeing that his subordinates were beaten to death by a child, while the other party remained unscathed strangely, the brawny chariot let out a roar.

A gunman next to him immediately raised his flintlock and began aiming.

However, the strange thing is that the gunman aimed not at Dover, but at the empty wall next to it.

Bang, bang, bang!

The gunman fired three shots in a row with no expression on his face, and powder ash and smoke splashed everywhere. Without exception, these three shots made shallow dents on the wall next to him, but Dover, who was speeding to kill, was in the same shape. startled.

"Got it,"

The gunman put away his gun coldly,

The slightly stronger 'masters' in this world can dodge bullets, not that they are faster than bullets, but that they can instinctively dodge the muzzle of guns!

And this shooter has practiced a "refraction" marksmanship for this situation, using angle reflection to shoot at the wall in a seemingly strange way, but the special bullets shot have been refracted to Dover in the battlefield, successfully hitting the opponent.

"Fufufu, it's interesting."

? !

However, Dover, who was shot three times in a row, just sneered, and the flintlock in his hand continued to fire. There was no sign of any injury at all, which stunned the gunman who had put away his weapon.

what the hell-

boom!

The next second, the bullet fired by Dover flew towards him, and the gunman obviously didn't have Dover's unknown method of 'invulnerability', so he suddenly fell back and shot blood.

"waste!"

As the men around him continued to fall to the ground, the strong man nicknamed 'Chariot' couldn't sit still. He stood up suddenly and charged directly at Dover.

Boom, boom, boom!

Every step the strong man took made the warehouse tremble suddenly.

With his muscle density, he is not afraid of ordinary bullets at all.

brush,

Facing the strong man charging forward with his arms outstretched, Dover jumped back and "flyed" out of the way.

boom!

The wall behind Dover was immediately knocked out of a large human-shaped hole, and bricks, steel bars, cement, and dust erupted suddenly! The strong man roared, turned around suddenly, and looked around for Dover.

With the strength he showed, he could even easily destroy this warehouse like a toy model!

"Fufufu, a little brute force."

A somersault in mid-air landed lightly on the ground, and a backhand shot killed a gunman who was trying to sneak up on him from behind. Dover faced the angry strong man'chariot' and directly spread his hands.

brush,

Two flintlock guns fell and inserted into Dover's belt strangely.

"I'll use you to experiment with my new moves—"

? ? ?

"court death!"

Faced with Dover's actions, the strong man's eyes turned red, and he suddenly lowered his head and rushed towards Dover.

While Dover on the opposite side flicked his fingers, he suddenly pulled out of thin air:

"Spider web wall!"

Every time the strong man steps down, he will leave a deep footprint on the ground, and the gravel will fly across the ground, with a mighty momentum!

But for some reason, his footsteps fell more and more lightly, and his last step missed the air, and his whole body was strangely hoisted up out of thin air.

"what is this?"

"Let me go, let me down!"

The strong man's strength far surpassed that of a lion and tiger, and he struggled vigorously while roaring repeatedly.

However, he couldn't see it, and countless silk threads entangled him and hung him up. These silk threads expand and contract with force and are extremely strong. Coupled with the fact that the strong man is suspended in the air and has nowhere to borrow strength, the powerful strength cannot be exerted at all.

Like Antaeus in Greek mythology, once he leaves the earth, he loses his proud strength.

"Fufufu, Rosie's idea is great."

Dover looked at the enemy who was hung up by him. If it was a competition of strength, Dover, who was still a child, would definitely not be the opponent of this strong man. But relying on the line, he can easily play with the opponent in the palm of his hand.

"Farewell, bullhead."

With a hook of Dover's finger, circles of thread wrapped around the strong man's face, blocking his mouth and nose!

With the development of Dover's current online fruit, it is not easy to strangle this muscular man, but it is easy to suffocate him.

Whoooo!

The burly man who was hung in the air by countless silk threads struggled frantically, and was finally wrapped into a giant white cocoon under the entwined and reinforced silk threads.

Like falling prey in a spider's trap.

—

Step, step, step,

Following the sound of footsteps, Rossi, Pica, and Torrepol who were guarding the door turned their heads one after another, and all they saw was Dover who patted the little suit and walked out.

"How is it? It's easy~~"

"Yes, this is the power of the devil fruit."

Dover clenched his fist. This kind of power that can be felt and seen is more exciting than the 'overlord shock' that the other party will resist, especially under Rossi's guidance:

"Transmit the sound with the line, and clearly grasp the position of everyone;"

"Using a line to pull itself to move, can make all kinds of incredible dodges;"

"Weaving the thread into fingernail-sized airbags to form a 'body armor' to resist bullets and swords;"

"Rosie, if only you ate the skein fruit—"

These are the "ideas" provided by Rossi, which instantly raised Dover's combat effectiveness by several levels, instead of relying only on domineering shock and handjobs.

Facing Dover's regretful words, Rossi, who was sitting in a wheelchair, shrugged.

"Don't panic, even if it is the 'Silent Fruit', I can develop powerful moves, just wait and see."