Pirate: My villain's identity is exposed

The Sinister and the sailboat are facing each other head-on. With the Sinister's strength, it can definitely sink the sailboat with its artillery.

But doing so will only anger Garp, and by then no one on the ship will be able to escape, and they will all go to jail.

Sherlock thought calmly and could not think of Garp's weakness.

"Haha, kid, fight with me. If you win, I will let you go. If I win, you will go to jail."

Garp said and stood up.

Sherlock frowned, he had no second choice.

"it is good."

The two ships approached, and Garp jumped onto the Sinister.

He looked at the crew and sighed: "There are a lot of lives on your hands."

"Ding, the system prompts you to encounter a strong enemy. If you take the initiative to fight, you can get 10 talent points and activate the host's warlike curse. Please fight to your heart's content."

Only then did Sherlock realize that the original talent value column was the death-seeking talent. No wonder he had always been at 0 before, and it was only 1 after eating the fruit.

Sherlock took off his coat, hat, scarf and blouse. This time, he had to do it with all his strength.

"Master, please."

Sherlock stood on the empty deck, and Garp walked over slowly: "I haven't moved my muscles for a long time. Let me see how strong you are now, brat."

When Houston was a child, he studied boxing with Karp for a period of time. At that time, his dream was to become a navy.

Until his whole family was sent to the gallows, Houston escaped and became a pirate with Red Hair, and his temperament changed drastically.

That's why he knows Iron Fist. Unfortunately, he was still young and didn't fully learn Garp's skills.

"Fast forward 15 years, you have grown a lot taller."

Garp took off his coat and showed a fatherly smile.

"I heard that you were also called Iron Fist Houston on the red-haired ship. Why don't you just follow the red-haired one and go out to cause trouble alone?"

"If I go back now, they won't want me."

Sherlock said frankly that if he could, he would really take refuge in the red-haired man. Wouldn't it be nice to hug the Yonkou Shanks' thigh?

Shanks can be said to be a man who has the fruit of face. Wherever he goes, both black and white, he has to be given some face.

"Hahahaha, that's true."

Garp's face suddenly darkened, "You have disappointed me so much over the years."

Aaron, Laubron, Wrightson and others were confused. Do they know each other?

Sherlock swallowed, feeling that he was under pressure that shouldn't be felt at this age.

He waved his "excellent iron fist" and hit Garp. Garp's fist was wrapped in a layer of armed domineering energy and collided with Sherlock's iron fist.

Garp was not affected by the refreshing fruit. On the contrary, his power was twice that of Sherlock and he directly knocked Sherlock away.

Sherlock fell from the air to the deck, smashed to pieces.

"So weak?"

Garp twisted his neck, "I haven't used my full strength yet."

The refreshing fruit didn't work... No... I have to find a way... Sherlock got up and waved his fist again.

Sherlock's punching moves were all taught by Garp, and Garp already possesses the power of knowledge and can predict his movements.

Sherlock is just a child in front of Garp.

Purely unilaterally sanctioned by Garp's iron fist.

"Pain Pain!"

Sherlock screamed, and Garp directly chased him with a hammer.

"You know it hurts? Then you still become a pirate and do evil everywhere?"

No, if you continue like this, you will lose. Sherlock felt that the prison door was waving to him.

He got up again and he had to win!

As if affected by the emotional fluctuations of the sutured soul, Sherlock felt a strong hatred, which made him get up again.

"What is evil? What is justice?"

He spat out a mouthful of blood and stood up straight.

"Is the navy justice? Why didn't you save my parents back then?"

"Isn't it the navy that turned me into what I am now?"

Sherlock could not have imagined that his soul, which had been completely stitched together, would have such strong emotional fluctuations, affecting his fighting and judgment.

In an instant, a domineering aura was released from Sherlock's body. Everyone on the pirate ship and the navy sailboat were shocked by this force and fell to the ground.

Except Karp.

Garp clenched his fists: "I hope you don't embark on the same path as your father."

"I didn't expect that my eldest brother actually possesses the domineering aura of a king."

Wrightson said excitedly that Sherlock had never used his domineering power in front of him before, mainly because he had no use for it at all.

Laubron couldn't hide his excitement: "The captain is really back."

"Scary guy."

Aaron sighed.

The sailors on the sailboat had completely lost consciousness, and before they fell into coma, they only felt extreme fear.

There seemed to be a layer of burning gas on Sherlock's body, spreading towards the outside world. This gas took the shape of a tyrannosaurus, with an extremely terrifying hellish temperament.

It was the ability of Overlord Color's domineering energy that allowed him to realize the second level of power of Shuangshuang Fruit.

Emotional contagion!

This domineering force only temporarily shocked Garp's mind, and the effect was short-lived.

But even for a moment, it was enough for Sherlock to exert the second level of power of Shuangshuang Fruit, which was emotional contagion.

Sherlock reached out and grabbed Garp's thick arm.

An incomparable feeling of despair was transmitted to Garp's brain.

Garp seems to have seen the scene of Roger being executed, the scene of Houston's parents being executed, the scene of Ace being arrested... Although he is a vice admiral of the Navy, he also has his own helplessness.

Karp's eyes were moist. Huston's father was Karp's close friend. His death made Karp full of regret.

Sherlock raised the revolver with his right hand tremblingly. A strong man like Garp would be emotionally infected because he had no defense against him. The time for being infected is absolutely limited.

He only has one chance.

kill him!

Sherlock is free!

Sherlock gritted his teeth and pointed the gun at Garp's head. Time passed minute by minute, and every second became long and painful.

Sherlock's hands were already covered in blood, and he had long passed the stage of being afraid of killing.

However, the people he killed were all villains like Houston. Even if they did not die in his own hands, they would die in the hands of other pirates or forces.

Shylock is just the executor of their fate, acting as a temporary executioner.

But Garp is different. He has been upright and upright in his life, and he is a person who truly implements the justice of the Navy. Even if the world government is corrupt, there is still a group of people who truly uphold the right path in their hearts, and Garp is such a person.

Faced with such a person, Sherlock hesitated.

"Ding, the system reminds you that if you kill Garp, the bounty will be increased by 1 million Baileys, please don't hesitate."

Sherlock put down the revolver.

After a moment, Garp regained consciousness, punched Sherlock and knocked him away again. He fell heavily to the deck, feeling exhausted and unable to fight anymore.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully committing suicide. The talent value is increased by 10 points, and the accumulated talent value is 11. When the talent value reaches 100 points, you will be awarded the title of "Newcomer for committing suicide", and all items in the mall will be sold at half price."

Pipicia's kissing voice sounded, and Sherlock smiled bitterly. So was letting the old man go and seeking death?

It started to rain again.

It soaked Sherlock's gaping wound.

Drenched with Sinister.

Garp's navy suit got soaked.

"Big brother!"

Wrightson rushed over and stood in front of Sherlock: "I won't let you kill my eldest brother."

Garp punched him, knocking him to the deck and knocking him unconscious.

A pirate with a bounty of 6000 million is like a scumbag in front of Garp.

Aaron and Lauberon also failed to escape the sanctions of Iron Fist and both lost consciousness.

The other crew members were stunned by Sherlock's previous domineering attitude.

The Sinister was completely wiped out.