One Piece: Tyrant Bear

He bowed his head, gritted his teeth, and kept shaking his hands.

"King, the person you want has been brought here."

"OK."

He sprinted quickly, came in front of the bear, lowered his head, and stared into the bear's eyes.

Pale, calm, with a touch of contempt.

"Haha, haha, I like this look, I like it, hehe."

His ferocious teeth were exposed, white with red in them, and he smiled awe-inspiringly: "Not bad, not bad, I like this human being very much, Redbeard, you've done a good job, you can get out."

"Yes, King."

The red beard turned around, his body was always on guard, not daring to relax.

Going forward, the speed is getting slower and slower, and I haven't left here for a long time.

When Xiong heard him stop, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he grinned: "You seem to be going to a tragedy."

With a bright smile and arrogant words, you seem to be going to tragedy, huh?

"Hmph, little humans, dare to be here..."

"boom."

Without saying a word, his body flew out, hung on the wall, and slid down to the ground.

The mountain trembled, and the bear folded his hands and held the Bible, quietly watching this scene happen.

Redbeard made a move, knocked his king into the air, and attacked suddenly, and the king of horses was stunned.

Staring at Redbeard with scarlet eyes, rubbing his teeth, he said angrily, "Redbeard, do you know what you're doing?"

"I know." The red beard replied firmly without fear, "For the sake of the horse, I am willing to do this."

"If you do this, you will only harm the centaurs."

"The one who ruined the centaur clan is you, king, my king. Don't be obsessed with it. That thing is not something we can get. Give it up."

Hearing this, Wang lowered his head, thinking he was about to think about something, then suddenly raised his head, bared his teeth and sneered, "So you want it too."

"No, I don't want that thing."

"Don't lie to me, I can see that you want that thing, well, well, red beard, you betrayed me, you betrayed the horse."

"I declare that you are a sinner."

"I sentence you to death!"

The spear was aimed at the red beard, and the sentence was pronounced angrily.

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The anger of King Centaur needs blood to quench it.

The blood of the red beard is the string that extinguishes the flame.

Xiong folded his hands and watched the battle between the two horses. He didn't understand the situation, so he couldn't do it.

The affairs of the centaur clan are resolved internally. As a theatergoer, he needs to stay away from the battlefield and watch the tigers fight from the other side.

Backing away far away, where the battle could not reach, Xiong leaned against the wall, drooping slightly, holding a Bible, and watching leisurely.

On the battlefield, the momentum is on the verge of breaking out.

The two horses glared at each other, and the king of horses wanted to kill him. There are very few betrayers among the horses. Once they appear, they will kill without mercy. This point will not change.

The red beard is full of coldness, regret, disappointment, disappointment in King Sagittarius, he is no longer a successful king, and now he is just a puppet.

"You are not worthy to be the king of men and horses."

"I don't deserve it. Are you worthy of the red beard?" The King of Horses and Horses seemed to hear the big joke, and he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Haha, haha, red beard, do you want to seek power and usurp the throne?"

"A centaur has no puppets. Even if you die, you cannot submit to others. You are no longer a centaur. Now you are just a loser, a loser who surrendered."

The red beard pointed at him without giving him any face: "You are not worthy to be our king."

The centaur king was silent.

The atmosphere became silent.

The two men, the horses, did not continue to speak. Obviously, unnecessary verbal advantage cannot change the situation of the two of them, only fighting.

When you can't solve it with your mouth, use your fist.

"fighting!"

"fighting!"

The weapon was raised, the spear was erected, facing the sky, it fell suddenly, and in an instant, he made a move.

Flying like the wind, the spears are interspersed like flowers, and the flowers are blooming, and the attack instantly fills the sky.

The red beard didn't panic, and stepped back, the weapon in his hand kept resisting, crossing his hands to use the weapon, his paralyzed arm, retreating step by step.

Strength does not have the upper hand, and speed is not the enemy of Mawang, so the red beard can only think of other ways.