I'm a pirate, I'm Roger Fat

Chapter 82 Clone Snooker - Wilson

Wilson knew that, at his age, going into Push City would be worse than dying.

It's better to have a quick fight with Mr. Kurt before dying, and it's not considered useless to die in the hands of a strong man like Mr. Kurt.

Therefore, Wilson did not intend to be caught without a fight.

You can't insult your reputation as "Death God's Eye".

The fruit ability is activated, the pupils instantly turn green, and the upper body is completely covered with the armed color domineering.

The momentum burst out instantly, and the strong wind moved.

With a flash, Wilson rushed towards Mr. Kurt, punching him with a punch, and the sound of breaking through the air was heard at such a high speed.

The old man snorted coldly, facing Wilson's fist without the slightest fear.

Domineering coverage.

Punch out.

Fist wind collided with fist strength.

Yu Wei burst out.

Roja pulled Roger and Eve back quickly, don't wait to be accidentally injured.

After retreating a certain distance, Roja concentrated on watching these two contemporary old monsters fight.

The fist fight between the old man and Wilson.

Wilson was shocked back a few steps.

The old man didn't move at all, but his body shook slightly.

Stepping forward again, Wilson's eyes flashed green, focusing on the old man's left shoulder.

Because the old man had suffered a serious injury to his left shoulder when he was young, it was regarded as the weakest defense in the old man's terrifying body.

However, the old man seemed to have guessed the direction of Wilson's attack. He stretched out his right hand, accurately grabbed Wilson's fist, and swept with his right foot.

Kicks to Wilson's underside.

Wilson lost his balance.

The old man let go of his fist, and punched quickly, each punch was more powerful than the punch, hitting Wilson all the way, and finally knocked him out.

smashed to the ground.

After a burst of bombardment, Wilson's body was covered with bloodstains, but he still struggled to stand up.

Pounced forward again.

He hadn't planned to escape from Mr. Kurt. He knew that there were only two outcomes for him now, either to die or to enter the city.

It would be better to die than to enter the city!

But he thought, even if he died, he would have to bite off a piece of the old man's flesh!

So he rushed forward.

The old man snorted coldly and punched again.

There was another huge collision, and Wilson's body flew upside down again, with blood all over his body.

Keep rolling, keep getting up and rushing forward again.

It's like being tireless.

......

I do not know how long it has been.

This old man, who is the same age as the old man, is now covered in blood.

The standing body was shaking like a candle in the wind.

But this time, he didn't continue to kill the old man.

Instead, he stood still, with his head bowed.

The whole body's aura disappeared without a trace, and even the fruit ability in his eyes disappeared.

The armed arrogance covering half of his body also slowly dissipated, leaving only his right fist.

The old man watched as the momentum dissipated and Wilson stood still like a sculpture.

He knew that the next punch was Wilson's last attack, and it was also the last blow that he tried his best to give it a go.

So the old man also paid great attention, his eyes became very sharp, and he raised his hand, ready to receive his punch.

And just when the old man raised his hand.

Wilson raised his head abruptly.

His eyes were full of determination.

Raise your hand.

make a fist.

His figure flickered instantly, and he rushed towards the old man!

"Orlos-Cotter!!!"

The old man didn't wait for Wilson's fist to attack as he did before.

This time, he took the initiative to step forward, accumulating strength and punching out.

And Wilson's fist slammed into each other.

With this punch, the two used all their strength without any reservations!

boom!

The fists intersected, and a strong wave of air burst out.

Pressing towards Roja and the others, but Roja and Roger are not as strong as they were more than a month ago.

The three of them stood there, unmoved by the air waves.

But the tree behind them and the wooden table made by Roja couldn't survive.

The air wave disappeared, and with the old man and Wilson at the center, a huge bunker was shaken out.

The bunkers are not deep, at most ten centimeters deep, but very wide.

At the edge of the bunker, sand particles splashed, raising a puff of dust.

Wait until the sand falls.

The two of them still stood there, motionless.

Sudden.

A click sounded.

The color of Wilson's right fist disappeared, the bones of the entire right arm were shattered, and the fist drooped, leaving the old man's fist.

"You lost!" The old man withdrew his fist, looked at Wilson and said calmly.

Wilson's body trembled.

He raised his head and looked at the old man with difficulty, but there was no pain on his face, as if the hand whose bones were all broken was not his hand.

"Yeah, I lost."

"I've lost to you all my life!"

Wilson exclaimed excitedly.

After speaking, Wilson spat out a mouthful of blood, which splashed on the old man's clothes.

Then the body fell straight back.

Eyes fixed on the sky.

Slowly stopped breathing.

Dying from exhaustion.

In the fight with the old man, he died of exhaustion.

This is the same era as Mr. Kurt, and he can be regarded as a top-level powerhouse.

Do all kinds of evil when you are young.

When I get old, I want to be born again.

Countless pirates have died under his hands.

It's finally here.

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