Pirate Reaper Empire

"From the time you were kidnapped, you have no value to green fruits."

Walker stated this fact with a calm face.

Supervisor Xiaotou's foolish loyalty to green fruits is not without any use. It can at least allow him to become the supervisor of the banana forest.

But this does not mean that he plays an important role in green fruits.

What is really important is the Jianjian banana forest, which covers an area of ​​400 million acres.

In front of this banana forest, not to mention the death of one supervisor, even if ten or a hundred people die, Green Fruit will not say a word of complaint.

Supervisor Xiaotou still didn't believe it and roared loudly: "Walker, stop talking nonsense. Just wait. After this incident is over, I will accuse you of being arrogant to Manager Vera!"

Walker didn't bother to say anything else. He took out the flintlock pistol from his waist, pointed it at the head of the little supervisor, and pulled the trigger with his index finger.

boom.

The small-headed supervisor's complaints suddenly stopped. A small round hole appeared on his forehead. Bright red blood flowed out from inside, and the person fell down.

"I'm sorry for making you see such an embarrassing scene."

Walker withdrew his flintlock gun and his eyes fell on Broken Bee. He was not an idiot like the small-headed supervisor and would not be attracted by beauty. He just smelled a dangerous aura from this petite woman.

His ability to survive in this new world filled with strong men was not just due to his physical strength.

If you rely on that alone, you will only get a bloody head.

He relies more on his brain, avoids all unnecessary battles, and pays attention to peace in case of emergencies.

"That annoying guy is dead. If you want to leave, I won't stop you.

If you want to continue the fight, I advise you to think clearly. Green Fruit is one of the largest companies in the Kingdom of Baliwood, and its ally is the clown who is known to everyone in the dark world.

Offending us is not a wise thing to do. "

Broken Bee said nothing, looking at Reinhard with clear black and white eyes, asking what he meant.

"I won't leave, Walker." Reinhard has no intention of leaving here. He has always believed that if you are poor, you can be alone, and if you are rich, you can help the world.

If he had just traveled through time and the other party wanted to let him go, he would have run away without a second thought.

At that time, he had no way to rescue these workers, so he ran without any psychological burden.

It's different now. He clearly has the power to stop it, but he still doesn't take action, sitting back and watching these workers being exploited by the rich.

If he ran away like this, he would never be able to hold his head high and live a good life.

"Well, it's a pity that heroes can't live long in this cruel new world."

Walker holds the sword on his back, which is his real weapon.

The flintlock gun on the waist is used to kill some small characters, or to be used when the fierce battle reaches the last moment and there is not much strength.

In that case, the lethality of the flintlock would increase his chances of survival.

Reinhard said solemnly: "I don't plan to be a hero, I want to build a brand new country and become the emperor."

"Haha, if you resist us, you won't have any future."

Walker laughed angrily. Avoiding unnecessary battles was his way of dealing with things. It didn't mean he thought he couldn't beat them.

He is far from a top fighter in the New World, and there are many people who can defeat him.

But those people are all famous figures in the new world, not small characters with no names in front of them.

"Little ones, kill them for me!"

He pulled out his sword and pointed it forward. Dozens of mercenaries pulled out their swords without any hesitation and rushed towards the execution platform with shouts.

Reinhard took a deep breath, picked up the wooden stake that originally tied him, and planned to face the enemy.

"Lord Spirit King, please leave it to me."

Broken Bee grabbed his hand, as if warm silk was wrapped around his right wrist.

Such a silky touch made Reinhardt stop moving forward.

Broken Bee thought he had acquiesced, so he loosened his hand and took a small step forward. The spiritual pressure in his body no longer restrained, and he pressed towards the dozens of mercenaries rushing over.

The roar suddenly stopped, and the square became quiet. Their bodies seemed to be carrying heavy things, their hands, feet, weapons, and even breathing seemed extremely difficult.

"What's going on?" "It's so heavy. Is it the devil fruit power?" "Hey, you, why did you fall down?"

Bang, one person started to fall, followed by a second person, a third person...

In the blink of an eye, dozens of people fainted under the execution platform.

Walker's arms trembled slightly, and his ferocious face became solemn, "On this small island, there is actually a person who can freely use the domineering domineering force. Woman, what is your name?"

"Broken Bee."

She simply answered, jumped off the execution platform, landed on the ground, hooked her fingers and said, "Let me see your strength."

"What a disgusting look."

Walker has stayed in the banana forest for several years and has become accustomed to the fearful eyes of the workers and the flattery of others. He has long forgotten what it feels like to be looked down upon.

But today, Broken Bee's posture and eyes looked down on him.

It seems that he is not a big shot.

This look reminded Walker of a man, a man who once occupied his dreams at night.

Katakuri.

The scar beneath Walker's beard ached.

He was not a native of the New World. He was born into a fisherman's family on an island in the West Sea. Because he didn't want to be as useless as his father, he chose to go to sea and become a pirate.

Starting from the West Sea, passing through the Upside Down Mountain and passing through the first half of the Grand Route.

He and his gathered companions shouted dreams and fame, risking their lives to dive into the Fish-Man Island and reach this new world.

Ambitious to defeat the Four Emperors and replace them.

As a result, he was defeated by Katakuri without even seeing Big Mom's face, and his companions all died in front of his eyes.

He was also branded with scars that can never be erased.

To avoid being reminded of that memory, he deliberately grew a thick beard to cover it up.

But Broken Bee's eyes were as sharp as razors, making his scars begin to ache again, and time seemed to return to that stormy night.

"I'm going to dig out your eyes and make them into specimens."

Walker's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his face, arms, and the sword in his hand were all covered in deep black.

This is the armed domineering energy that he acquired at great cost.

thump.

Walker smashed the blade of his sword onto the ground, making a sound that was no less than thunder, and the ground of the square suddenly cracked like a spiderweb of cracks.

Many workers were knocked down and screamed in horror, like frightened hedgehogs trying to shrink back.

A large space was quickly vacated.

"This is my power." Walker was like an animal, trying to scare away the enemy with his ferocious roar and claws.

His plan was doomed to fail.

Zhaifeng's delicate palm face showed no expression, as if covered with a thin layer of ice, and said: "The floor will not fight back."

"Very good!!" Walker finally understood that he had met Tiehanhan and he had to touch him?

Then touch it!

He dug his feet into the ground and kicked hard.

Before the sound of the air exploding could reach Broken Bee's ears, the person had already appeared in front of him, and a sword as thick as a door panel struck down hard.