Chapter 75 Partner Battlefield (3)

Nami battlefield.

"Pirates, I will not allow you to do whatever you want on this sea." Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel looked at Nami in front of him with a knife in his hand, his face full of anger.

She knew about Loto's gang, and knew that Nami's adoptive mother died because of pirates, and that Nami's hometown was turned into a deserted village because of pirates.

He didn't know why someone who grew up in such an environment would choose to become a pirate.

Nami poked her cheek with her right finger, her expression was very cute, "Oh, there are so many treasures in this world, and they are all in the hands of pirates. I can't bear it."

Hearing Nami's words, the flying squirrel frowned and thought it was a little funny: "Don't you think your reason is a little funny? Aren't you also a pirate? What's the difference between you and those people?"

Nami shook her head and said, "Have you ever seen such a beautiful bad pirate?"

The flying squirrel tightened the knife in his hand and said, "It seems that we can't reach an agreement."

After saying that, he rushed towards Nami with a knife. A cold light flashed, and Nami was cut into two pieces.

The two parts of the body were broken, and a large amount of white clouds emerged from the cut, fusing the two parts together.

Nami was a little confused. Wouldn't this marine be domineering?

She transformed into a dark cloud and appeared above the flying squirrel.

"Comrades in the navy, please be careful of the thunderstorm."

After saying that, a bolt of lightning as thick as an arm fell from the dark clouds and struck the flying squirrel's head.

The flying squirrel naturally sensed it, and he rolled over, and the lightning landed on the place where the flying squirrel had just stood.

It directly broke through the ice, and sea water splashed everywhere.

The flying squirrel stood up and looked at the place where he had just stood. He was frightened and thought to himself: If such a thick lightning bolt hit my body, I would be covered with bruises.

However, the electric charge accumulated in the dark clouds is far more than just a lightning bolt.

Sure enough, what followed was lightning bolts as thick as arms falling like continuous drizzle.

The flying squirrel possesses the ability of Observation Haki, and at first it could move freely through the gaps between lightning, but as the lightning became more and more dense.

He had been electrocuted several times and his body was emitting the smell of burnt meat.

His whole body was covered with armed color domineering, and he rushed under the dark clouds in the lightning, and swung the knife in his hand into a flower.

Nami appeared on the ground in an instant with the help of a flash of lightning, but the dark clouds did not dissipate, and countless lightning bolts still struck down.

The flying squirrel naturally sensed that Nami had appeared on the ground, and he instantly appeared in front of Nami with a "shave".

The knife in his hand flashed coldly and slashed towards Nami's head.

Nami reached out and took out a short metal stick shining with golden light from between her big white rabbits. She pressed her fingers lightly on it and it turned into a long stick about 1.6 meters long.

It was actually the weather stick that Lot had given to Nami as a weapon.

Nami held the weather stick in both hands to block the flying squirrel's knife. Nami's legs were bent by the huge force and the ice under her feet could not hold on and cracked.

She quickly turned into a white cloud and floated to the side.

Staring at the mustachioed vice admiral in front of him, "Why don't you show any sympathy to women?"

The flying squirrel grinned, and the parts of its body that were struck by lightning felt a burning sensation.

Looking at the very young woman in front of him, he had no idea that she was so strong. He was almost electrocuted into a barbecue.

It seems that no one in Lotte's gang can be underestimated, otherwise we will fall into an irretrievable situation if we are not careful.

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Franky's Battleground.

Franky looked at the lieutenant general in front of him who was holding a cigar, and asked in doubt: "Brother, are you happy to meet me? Why are you smiling so brightly?"

Huoshaoshan always had his eyes narrowed like that and was born with a smiling face. He was often jokingly called the Smiling Lieutenant General by his soldiers.

Looking at the muscular man in front of him who was only wearing a pair of panties, he asked, "Who are you, pervert?"

Franky raised his hands above his head and made a signature gesture, "Oh, I'm Uncle Franky, Super! Don't praise me casually like that, I'll be proud."

Huoshaoshan naturally realized that the man in front of him had a somewhat special body, not like that of a normal person, so he thought it would not be easy to deal with him.

The information they received did not say that there would be such a pervert in Lotte's gang.

"Are you also a member of Loto's gang? This is a private matter between the World Government and Loto's gang. Do you want to get involved?"

Franky lowered his arms, looking a little angry, with a sense of depression rising above his head.

"Hey, little brother, are you looking down on me? I am the chief engineer of the Lotto Group."

Huoshaoshan's smiling face disappeared at this moment, and he showed a serious expression, "Then are you ready?"

After saying that, he pulled the knife out of the sheath and pointed it at Franky.

Franky chuckled, "Bakaya, who do you think I am?"

He reached out and pulled out a lightsaber from behind his back, and with jets of air flying under his feet, he appeared in front of Huoshaoshan in an instant, raised his sword and chopped at the top of Huoshaoshan's head.

Huoshaoshan had no idea what Franky's abilities were, nor did he know that Franky was so fast.

But as an elite vice admiral of the Navy Headquarters, he reacted quickly, raising his sword with both hands above his head to barely block Franky's attack.

However, he was wrong. The lightsaber in Franky's hand was not an ordinary sword.

The lightsaber became invisible at the point where it met Huoshaoshan's sword, and it actually passed through Huoshaoshan's sword and chopped down towards his head.

Huoshaoshan looked at the bizarre scene in front of him, pushed forward with his feet, and slid back about ten meters.

Franky's lightsaber was unobstructed and fell directly on the ice. Instead of cutting it, it melted the ice and created a huge crack.

Huoshaoshan, who had just stabilized himself, naturally saw it. He was extremely surprised and asked, "This is not a sword, is it a laser?"

Franky looked up at the burning mountain.

pop~

He couldn't help but snapped his fingers, "Bingo, I guessed it right but there's no reward."

The answer was affirmative, and Huoshaoshan's breathing became rapid. "How is it possible? In this world, only the World Government's scientist Vegapunk should have mastered this technology."

Franky chuckled, "Who am I? I'm the famous Franky, the chief engineer and inventor of the Loto Pirates, okay?"

Huoshaoshan frowned, he knew that if he allowed the man in front of him to develop, he would definitely become a great scourge to the world government.

He appeared in front of Franky with a slash and raised his hand to strike with a sword.

Franky doesn't know Observation Haki yet, so by the time he realized it, Huoshaoshan's sword had already pierced his abdomen.

Huoshaoshan was very surprised, not only because the feeling from the blade was a little strange, but also because of the calm expression of the man in front of him.

He quickly dodged to the side to avoid Franky's grabbing hand.

However, before he could stand firm, he saw a laser beam shooting towards him from Franky's palm.

Even though he only had time to move half of his body to the side, the laser that was originally aimed at his heart directly pierced his shoulder.

An intense burning sensation spread from my shoulders to my entire body.

He raised his head and looked at the man in the distance. There was no wound on his body. It had been completely healed. If it weren't for the hole in his clothes, he would have thought that the sword he had just hit was an illusion.

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