The Most Wasteful Fruit Among Pirates

"what happened?"

"Enemy attack, there are enemies!"

In the messy manor, the gangsters of the Jiedi family who had just rushed out of the building were running around. Many of them were wearing a pair of shorts, but they were holding weapons in their hands: daggers, sailor knives, flintlock guns...

"The enemy is there—"

Boom!

Whenever these punks try to get together and figure out what's going on. A 'dynamite' the size of a fist would fly over, setting off a bloodbath and making the scene even more chaotic.

In just half a minute, Dover alone killed more than a dozen gangsters.

There were even more wounded and terrified people who fled in all directions.

And the price was that the 'Dynamite Rock' worth tens of millions of Baileys was consumed, which fully demonstrated what money is power!

Puff,

Wielding the double knives tied to his hands, Virgo buried himself in the remaining gangsters.

The sharp blade pierced the flesh and blood, and the desperate screams of dying kept ringing out.

"Brother Dover, where's Brother Rossi?"

The once dreaded manor of the Jiedi family has become a ruin with billowing black smoke, and the flames of the explosion reflect the bewilderment and screams of the gangsters.

Dover's maniacal laughter echoed in the manor that had ruled the 'Spedamaruz Town' for more than ten years, making the head of Polkin who followed behind buzzing.

He is just the son of an ordinary worker's family. Even if he has a passion for blood, he suddenly falls into this cruel battlefield where flesh and blood fly and life disappears in seconds. He is completely confused and subconsciously wants to find support.

And the only one who can give him a sense of security is the good-tempered Rossindi.

"Rosie..."

Dover, who turned into a bomb maniac, looked around and lost his resistance. The gangsters scurrying around, his eyes fell on the open door of the main house in front of him.

"Go, let's go in!"

With the flintlock drawn, Dover took the lead.

Virgo, covered in blood, also abandoned other opponents and rushed into the gate of the main house.

I···

Polkin, carrying the explosive barrel, swept around the wounded gangsters, but he could only rush in.

Stay outside and wait for those **** to come back to their senses. Being hacked to death with knives is their only end.

And this time Rossi:

"die!"

In the corridor, a dull light flashed across the black dagger in the hand of Rossi who was flying back, fast and accurate!

It bypassed the outstretched claws of the hound, then submerged under the two rows of open fangs, and accurately hit the hound's throat.

Seal the throat with a knife, and the throat will die!

This hound, which weighed an astonishing 50 kilograms, and whose hair couldn't even conceal the outline of its muscles...or the sharp claws and strong limbs of some unknown creature, died in Rossi's hands before it could function. .

But immediately there were three hounds chasing after tacitly. One bent down and bit Rossi's ankle, the other aggressively grabbed Rossi's chest, and the last one even leaped up the wall, using its strength to bounce and jump down!

The three hounds attacked Rossi from different angles at the same time. In this way, even if Rossi's dagger was fast, fierce, accurate and ruthless! If you kill one at most, you will definitely be overwhelmed by the remaining hounds.

And once they fall to the ground, the frantic bites that follow will bring the battle to an end.

Made!

Even animals know how to cooperate with the siege?

Rossi, who was madly complaining in her heart, suddenly slammed into the door next to her, and with a loud noise, she almost fell into the room.

Immediately afterwards, a group of hounds rushed frantically through the door!

Rolling up quickly, Rossi put his arms in front of him, and rushed towards the window next to him with his head buried.

clatter—

With the sound of glass cracking, Rossi's figure leaped out wrapped in a large number of shiny glass shards.

He landed on the grass and got up while tumbling, not caring about how many glass shards were stuck on his body, because the footsteps of the relentless hound behind him were approaching rapidly again.

In the next second, a group of agile figures swooped out, outflanking from left to right with the whistle behind them, surrounding the **** Rossi in the middle.

"Running to the backyard on purpose, are you here to save someone?"

A strong man in a leather jacket and a hood jumped out of the window.

"It's so pitiful, it's hard to get here."

The whip in his hand hangs casually on the ground, the strong man looks at Rossi who is surrounded by hounds, and the blood-soaked words come from under the black hood.

"My 'children' like the flesh and blood of the strong most, followed by children..."

The implication is that Rossi fits both characteristics at the same time.

Blessed!

"Ha, being called a 'strong man' really terrifies me."

Is Rossi strong?

Compared with ordinary people, it is naturally much stronger!

Not to mention the ability of the 'silent fruit', the body that has just begun to develop has shown impressive strength, agility, and recovery capabilities.

Coupled with the "no worries" character of the traverser, let alone ordinary people, even professional gangsters are killed by him like a chicken.

But to say the strong...

The animal trainer who controlled more than a dozen hounds on the opposite side could chase him into a mess.

And this animal trainer's hound, compared with the two-meter-tall lion Leakey, the mount of the future clown king Bucky's animal trainer Mochi, is not even a rabbit.

In other words, the current Rossi is not even as good as the cadres who were casually killed by Luffy who just went to sea.

Measured by the bounty, it is estimated to be six or seven million Bailey...

"Relying on hounds is nothing more than man relying on the power of dogs."

Facing Rossi's ridicule, the hooded man shook his head disdainfully.

"Innocent,"

"Let me give up the 'children' and play heads-up with you—"

"That's right,"

Rosie, who was dripping with blood, touched her hair, and used the blood to 'comb' out a golden-red back hair.

"I have seen through your tricks, and the next step is the heads-up time."

?

After making such an announcement, Rossi lowered his body, made a run-up motion, and kicked off!

call out,

The whole person turned into a sharp arrow and rushed towards the hooded man!

"Get rid of him,"

Facing Rossi's charge, the burly man in a leather hood just gave orders calmly.

···

However, the hounds, who were supposed to attack from all directions at the same time, remained motionless, maintaining a stance of besieging and not attacking, as if they were really waiting for their 'master' and Rossi to single out.

?

what-

While the animal trainer was in a daze, Rossi was already approaching him at high speed! Before he had time to think about why the hounds were motionless, he immediately waved the whip in his hand.

The long whip in his hand rolled like a boa constrictor, and it lashed towards Rossi who was rushing like lightning!

The whip in the hands of the animal trainer is specially made, covered with countless sharp barbs.

As long as the whip falls, a string of flesh and blood can be 'dug' from the enemy. Countless 'tough guys' kneel and beg for mercy under his whip, this boy can only hide—

Must hide!

Snapped!

Facing this ferocious attack, Rossi just tilted his head and let the whip fall on his shoulders. The barbs on the whip immediately pierced through the clothes, cutting the skin, exposing the bright red tender flesh underneath.

This whip whipped half of Rossi's shoulders to a **** mess!

However, Rossi had already seized this opportunity, strode out quickly again, and rushed directly in front of the tall, leather-clad and masked man.

Oops-

In the final analysis, the whip is an animal taming attack and a method of torture, but it is not a full-time weapon.

Unexpectedly, the boy in front of him actually resisted the attack with his body. The animal trainer had no time to withdraw his weapon. Seeing that the black dagger in the opponent's hand had already stabbed viciously towards his lower abdomen, he could only stretch out his hand.

Puff,

"Ah! Brat!"

Although he blocked the thorn, the severe pain from the pierced palm made the animal trainer furious on the spot. While subconsciously clenching the dagger with five fingers, countless torture methods flashed in his mind.

"I'm going to let the 'kids' tear you apart—?"

However, Rossi in the battle did not have the habit of listening to other people's words. When he stumbled, he reached out and grabbed the collar and belt of the opponent's leather jacket.

"rise!"

Pulling hard, Rossi abruptly lifted the leather masked man, and then threw it at the hounds.

Bang,

"Wang?"

"Roar—"

Facing the 'master' who was coming at them, a group of hounds jumped away nimbly, with a deep grunt in their throats, which was a unique deterrent for canines before they launched an attack.

"asshole-"

"Give it to me, tear him apart!"

The animal trainer turned over and sat up from the ground, frantic, he had never been so embarrassed before! This guy must be hacked into pieces and made into dog food...

"Forget it, your 'kids' can't hear what you're saying."

No matter how skilled an animal trainer is, he still needs sound and a whip to make the animal form a 'conditioned reflex'. And once the voice and tools are lost, let alone animals, even humans cannot understand what the same kind wants to express.

In the "eyes" of many hounds, after their owners gave the order to "surround the prey", they never gave new orders, and they and the prey began to "dance and dance".

and···

Blood dripped from the pierced palm of the animal trainer who hit the hounds, causing the hounds who were used to eating human flesh to twitch their noses and turn their eyes bloodshot.

"What do you think would happen if the animal trainer didn't have a whip?"

Facing Rossi's question, the burly man in leather who had just got up from the ground froze for a moment, and his expression froze instantly under the hood.

bow your head,

A group of grinning hounds were staring at him, their blood-red pupils revealing ferocity!

In order to keep these hounds fighting, the animal trainer has been starving them, but now:

Bleeding, no whip, no ability to give orders... that's not 'Master'.

"You...you...get out of here!"

The trainer tried to drive the man-eating hounds away with a sharp wave of his hand.

However, his 'silent' anger couldn't conceal the terror, and the blood splashed from the wound made these hounds easily see through his weak nature: it's food!

In an instant, the hounds rushed from all directions, throwing the trainer to the ground on the spot.

"what-"

Along with the sound of tearing, chewing and swallowing, there was a strange sound of air leakage, which was the sound made when a human's throat was bitten off.

"Big Bill" Thompson's men,

One of the leaders: "Man-eating dog" Tolu, die!