The sick life of a pirate

Fu Nuo raised his head suddenly and took a step forward.

It was obviously just an ordinary step, but it made the leading naval officers feel excited for a moment, because the not-so-tall figure in their field of vision suddenly gained an inexplicable aura.

The next second, Fu Nuo suddenly disappeared.

Karl, who had been watching Fu Nuo, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt a fatal crisis rising from the bottom of his heart. The fighting instinct he had developed over the years made him dwarf his body and roll on the spot regardless of his embarrassment.

"Ah~~"

Almost at the same time as he rolled out, a scream suddenly sounded.

Lieutenant Colonel Carl subconsciously looked back, only to see Fu Nuo, who had disappeared, appear in the team behind him at some point, piercing the body of the second lieutenant behind him with a finger.

The powerful index finger easily penetrated the chest of the officer in front of him without any hindrance, and Fu Nuo's figure disappeared again.

A shower of blood exploded from the officer's back after Fu Nuo left.

噗噗

At the same time, two more blood flowers bloomed from the bodies of the two nearest officers.

Fu Nuo's figure was too fast to be caught by the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, three lieutenants died. The navy behind them did not even see how they died.

Life is precious and cheap.

Taking the lives of three people one after another did not change the look on Fu Nuo's face.

More than 800 enemies are not a small number.

Now his situation no longer allows him to hold back any longer. Only by dealing with the enemy as quickly as possible can he preserve his physical strength to the maximum extent.

As soon as the soles of his feet touched the ground, Fu Nuo stopped his attacking pace and at the same time, used his strength to swing his body, like an eagle falling from the sky, and pounced on the numerous marines.

This scene made Lieutenant Colonel Carl's face turn pale.

You must know which of the three who died did not rise to the position of officer step by step based on merit, but such a person did not even receive a single blow from Fu Nuo.

How could it be so strong?

Unfortunately, Fu Nuo did not give these marines any time to think. As soon as they fell into the crowd, they launched a crazy attack.

Compared with finger guns that would consume a lot of one's own physical strength, Fu Nuo chose the purest form of hand-to-hand combat.

A punch or a kick may seem simple, but with the accumulated combat experience from each battle, these no-frills fighting methods have exerted unimaginable lethality in Fu Nuo's hands.

The training of punching against the waves made Fu Nuo's every blow hit just right, with no waste. The timing and angle of the attack were perfect.

Although it doesn't look gorgeous, it gives people a very harmonious feeling.

Unstoppable

Every time he takes a shot, someone will die or lose the ability to fight. Although the action is simple, no matter how hard these naval soldiers try to dodge, they can't dodge.

The tense nerves and ignited fighting spirit aroused Fu Nuo's keen senses to the extreme.

Looking down from the air, one can clearly see that Fu Nuo's naval forces that were constantly attacking from all directions were falling one after another. Only one person actually opened up a huge open space among 300 people, and the open space continued to expand. .

As each naval soldier fell down, the hearts of other naval soldiers continued to sink.

Hundreds of people were frightened by one person

"Don't be afraid of killing. No matter how powerful one person is, he can't stop so many of us."

Lieutenant Colonel Carl's roar came at the right time. He had already reported the mission of annihilating the Fu Nuo pirates, so no matter how high the price was, he would kill Fu Nuo here.

Otherwise, it would not be as simple as being embarrassed and thrown into the Navy Headquarters. His future would almost be ruined by this battle.

"Musketeers, shoot for me. Don't be afraid of accidentally injuring one of your own." Lieutenant Colonel Carl's expression turned ferocious: "He is a human being after all. I don't believe he can even take bullets."

Upon hearing his order, dozens of marines armed with firearms suddenly stood up from behind and aimed their muskets at Fu Nuo, who was dodging left and right in the crowd.

嘭

But at this moment, a gunshot sounded without warning.

A bloody hole suddenly appeared between the eyebrows of a gun-wielding navy, which startled the surrounding navy and subconsciously looked towards where the gunfire came from.

"With a gun"

The old drunkard took a sip of wine, kicked the flask into his pocket, picked up another old-fashioned rifle standing at his feet, and pointed both guns directly at the dozens of marines: "That is my opponent."

"court death"

A navy soldier snorted coldly, turned the muzzle of his gun to the old drunkard and pulled the trigger.

嘭

The bullets flew out, killing the old drunkard in the blink of an eye.

The old drunkard sneered, as if he didn't see the bullet. He just took a step back and narrowly avoided the bullet.

This scene made the navy who fired the shot stunned, wondering if he had missed the target.

But at this moment, a series of gunshots rang out.

bang bang bang bang

Two old-fashioned rifles with extremely low accuracy were covered in smoke and urine.

The old drunkard holding these two long guns did not aim at all, but kept pulling the triggers as if playing.

When the gun-toting navy saw this, they couldn't help but show ridicule on their faces.

It's impossible to hit anyone with such random shooting.

but

噗

There was a sound of flesh penetration, and another gun-wielding marine fell down.

But this is not the end, but the beginning.

Just like a chain reaction, there was an endless stream of popping sounds, and the gun-wielding navy fell one after another.

The most frightening thing is

These fallen people are all without exception, and they were all shot between the eyebrows.

How is it possible? What kind of monster is this?

If the old man was holding a sniper rifle, they wouldn't be so scared, but the old drunkard's old-fashioned rifle has long been eliminated because of its extremely low accuracy. With that kind of gun, you can accurately hit the center of the eyebrow without even aiming.

Who is this old man who seems to have half his foot in the coffin?

"If you don't want to die, shoot quickly."

As teammates fell one after another, these marines finally reacted and yelled with horror on their faces.

Everyone turned their guns, aimed at the old drunkard, and pulled the trigger.

bang bang bang bang

The gunshots were fired like firecrackers, and bullets were flying. The navy, who was frightened by the design skills the old drunkard just showed, fired bullets at the old drunkard as if they were free of charge.

But none of these bullets fell on the old drunkard.

I didn't see him making any big moves, he just moved slowly in that area, but he dodged the bullets by chance.

The familiar smell of gunpowder around him gave the old drunkard a look of fighting intent.

How long has it been since I experienced a battle?

Since his retirement, he has been receiving meticulous care in the veteran camp of the Navy Headquarters, but the old drunkard doesn't like that feeling.

He has been on the battlefield almost all his life. He has stayed on Lieutenant General Garp's ship and chased the Pirate King. He has stayed on Marshal Sengoku's ship and chased the monsters in the New World. He has also followed the three generals and chased the pirate king. There are countless pirates along the Grand Line.

But these are nothing to be proud of, because he is just an insignificant participant in every battle. The only difference is that he is much older than the other participants.

Moreover, looking at his colleagues and his juniors becoming legends one by one always makes the old drunkard feel ashamed of himself.

Others are reaching the top little by little, while he is getting older little by little. This makes the old drunkard feel unwilling, but he can only accept his fate.

but

No matter what, he still liked the sea and the feeling of being on the battlefield.

No matter how much time has passed, the years of following those big men in battle are as clear as yesterday.

I originally thought that I had no chance to set foot on the battlefield again, but now

I am standing here, even though it is nothing compared to the battles I have experienced, and my identity has become that of my former mortal enemy, but

“It’s great to have this opportunity.”

Even if his body, which is nearly a hundred years old, has become so decayed that it cannot even withstand fierce battles, and even if his eyes have blurred vision, he can still

He can still kill people. He has honed his sniper skills all his life. Even if he is blind, he can still guarantee a perfect hit.

one more time

Let the gun in your hand ring once again as a pirate