One Piece wind rises baroque

Chapter 71 The Swan Egg

At this moment, Mr. 2 kicked him again.Jem held out his right arm to block the fight,
It's just that in the blink of an eye, the two have already exchanged several tricks, Miss. Fingers and Miss. Christmas, Mr.4 and others also ran out,

Jem inadvertently glanced at Miss.'s fingers out of the corner of his eye, and saw that the woman was frowning slightly, wondering what she was thinking.Jem guessed she was estimating her strength.

This woman was very shrewd at first glance, and Jem didn't want to reveal too much strength, and always met the enemy with a defensive attitude, never attacking.

"Look at the trick, spin and kick."

"Round in circles, circles in circles, I'll continue to circle in circles."

"Paper painting."

All attacks slid past Jem's side.

Miss. on the side supported the fallen glasses with both fingers, and couldn't help being stunned, so light and graceful.

With just this dodging skill, Mr. 2 knew that Jem's skill was definitely not simple, and he hadn't met such an opponent for a long time.

"Are you just hiding?"

Jem said with a smile: "The man with a bounty of 2800 million Baileys is not something that a mere 1000 million guy like me can deal with. If I don't lose, I'll be fine."

"Hahahaha, you bastard! See if I don't force you to show your real kung fu, then I will show you the essence of shemale boxing!" Hearing this, Mr. 2's anger, which had been barely calmed down, suddenly vented like a volcanic eruption Come out, is he looking down on him?
After speaking, Mr. 2 pulled the swan decoration on his shoulders vigorously, and put it directly on his toes.She raised her lips and smiled coldly: "Feel the anger of my love, shemale boxing·exploding swan!"

The soft swan decoration, and the beak made of steel.

Every kick was as fierce as a rifle.

"Is this a finger gun?" Mr. 2's every kick is as fast as a bullet, and even the traces are hard to catch. His power is no less than that of a finger gun.

"Finger gun? Every kick I have is as powerful as a rifle. It's just that the bullets are a little bigger. Hahahaha."

Mr.2 continued to laugh and said, "Let me open a vent for your flexible body."

"The leg against the wind."

Jem's center of gravity suddenly shifted to the right, kicked his left leg up, and swung in a reverse arc from right to left to create a faint half-moon arc of light, sweeping all of Mr. 2's toes into it.

"Shemale Boxing - Explosive Swan Dance!"

The enhanced version of Mr.2 Exploding Swan, and countless kicks containing the "power of love" burst towards Jem.With each kick, a pair of phantoms resembling swan wings will appear.

"1080 degrees crocodile wagging its tail!"

Jem stepped on the ground with his left foot and twisted it 360 degrees to the right. At the same time, his right leg turned with his body from right to left. He turned around on the spot three times in a row. The circular light arc swings upwards.

After all, he is an expert. Although Jem used some pure fighting skills, Mr. 2 could see the power of this kick. The three light arcs of this kick were higher than the head, facing the chest, and stopped breaking down. It can be said that it will His upper, middle and lower three-way are all included.

"Shemale boxing, 32 rounds of roundabout kick!"

Mr.2 was also unambiguous, with his upper body leaning forward slightly, turning his head, twisting his waist and hips, reaching his heels, swinging his hands upwards, and turned directly towards Jem.

Mr.2 danced like a spinning top, leaving almost no gaps in his body.

If you don't use the six-style shaving, as long as you rush up and get a kick, you will be kicked by him continuously.

But how sharp Jem's eyesight is, this constantly spinning body is completely supported by his left foot.

Jem suddenly moved his center of gravity downwards, his left toe stretched straight, his right leg was lifted up sharply, his calf was retracted, and then he shoveled from bending to stretching in front of his body, and his body also turned slightly to the left, directly shoveling towards Mr. 2 tibia.

Mr.2 sneered, the ballet he practiced for so many years was not in vain, and he was more stable than anyone else in terms of footwork.As long as he really dares to shovel his left foot, he promises to kick his girlfriend so hard that he won't recognize him!
Just when Mr.2 was triumphant, suddenly Jem's body fell to the ground, jumped up again, and rose into the air.

"Fly on your knees."

This time, it was too sudden!too fast!

Then, time seemed to be frozen, and the body spinning like a spinning top stopped spinning again. Mr. 2's eyes were about to burst out of their sockets, and one of Jem's knees was directly pressed against the heel of Mr. 2's thigh.

"Aww," Mr. 2 screamed, propping up two trembling legs, clutching his crotch with both hands, and slowly knelt down and sat down.The power is bursting out from his body, he can't turn anymore!

Pain, terrific pain, almost crying, at this moment, Mr. 2 felt that all the gymnastics he had practiced all his life was just a fucking display, the egg was about to break, and he felt like he was going to die.

Fortunately, Jem has learned to fight for so many years and has a very precise control of strength, but it hurts Mr. 2, and it is almost broken, but at this time, Mr. 2 already feels that his eyes are starting to turn black.

Well, if you use a little more force, I guess this shemale will be tortured to death!
Jem turned his ears slightly, and said in embarrassment: "Well, this was an accident, really, I actually wanted to kick your thigh, your 32-round roundhouse kick is too powerful and too fast! There is no flaw!"

Mr.2 said in extreme grief and indignation: "There is no flaw, you can avoid my high-speed spinning foot so accurately that it hits the root of my thigh!"

"I guarantee that you definitely bumped into this by yourself!" This is the best way to win, without revealing too much strength, and without entanglement, it's just pitiful for Mr.2's balls, but it seems that He doesn't need anything.

Mr. 2 stuck out a finger and kept pointing at Jem.

"Are you a man? Fighting is killing your life!"

"Then why don't we fight again after you take a break?" Jem asked embarrassedly.

Mr. 2 looked at Jem bitterly, "I still hit your sister, he was about to cry in pain, and this kid was still hypocritical, so Mr. 2 yelled at Jem: "You give me Wait!"

At this time, a black vulture with windproof glasses flew down from the sky and landed directly on the water tower outside the coffee shop.

"It's an unlucky duo!" Miss. Christmas frowned and shouted.

On the back of the bald eagle sits an otter in a light blue coat with purple spots, and the otter flaunts his cool sunglasses.He took out a secret letter from his backpack and threw it at Jem.

This is Crocodile's dedicated courier. Mr.13 and Miss. Friday!Two highly intelligent animals!Not only can it track targets, but it can also understand human speech and even operate weapons.Among them, Mr.13 has an amazing memory and drawing skills, and can draw vivid sketches of the things he sees as long as he sees them once.

Jem opened the secret letter, which was an order from Crocodile himself:
"My secret has been known, someone has sneaked into our baroque work agency, find out! Kill him!"

"Looks like it's time to say goodbye, what a pity, brother who pissed together, let's do it next time."

Jem put away the secret letter and shook his head regretfully and said: "Although I almost kicked your testicle accidentally, but this is the only point, please don't forget that our friendship will not be changed just because of a broken testicle. "

Mr. 2: "..."

... It's not your balls that dare to kick!
Jem chuckled and continued to say leisurely: "Then, partners in the Baroque Work Agency, we will definitely meet again! Miss. We should go on Valentine's Day."

Miss. Valentine stretched out her slender and slender hands to put away the small umbrella, and followed her step by step, saying coquettishly, "Mr.5 wait for me."

(End of this chapter)