Chapter 455 The World's Peak Power
"The invincible person with the blood-red logo, one of the seven martial arts under the king, the demon Lorne."
Yin Wang licked his lips, and a trace of vigilance finally appeared in his eyes.
"I don't know the famous Lorne, what's the point of coming here?" After speaking, he glanced at the dying Buddha and suddenly realized.
"You don't want to save this trash to win Whitebeard's favor, do you?"
After speaking, he patted Fossa's face again, and said provocatively.
"As a member of the Whitebeard regiment, that's great. Look, has anyone come to rescue you soon? Are you still not grateful?"
"Father's son never expects charity from others!" Hearing Yin Wang insulting his proudest father, Fossa struggled to raise his hand and said angrily. "I have already said that I lost, and I am convinced, nothing more than death!"
"I'll wait for you in hell!" But before he finished speaking, he was knocked to the ground by a bounty hunter. He was seriously injured, unable to resist, and could only lie on the ground and look at the Silver King with vicious eyes. , as if from hell's worst curse.
"I'm just passing by, and I'm not interested in saving the losers." Lorne shrugged and said indifferently.
"That's good," the Silver King glanced at Jingyuan who was standing beside Lorne without saying a word. "It just so happens that the lieutenant general of the navy is also here, and it's rare for me to make a trip to the naval base to claim the reward, so submit it here."
He took out his revolver and aimed it at Fossa's head,
"Anyway, the reward list says DEAD OF ALIVE. It doesn't matter if I kill him now, right?"
Now that Whitebeard has been offended, he must throw out this hot potato as soon as possible, and the Navy is undoubtedly the best candidate.
Because of their position, they couldn't even refuse!
"You really don't think about my words?" Lorne said with a smile. "A living Whitebeard crew member is worth much more than a dead crew."
"What do you mean?" Yin Wang had a faint sense of unease, and he subconsciously pulled the trigger.
boom!
"It means you are going to die!"
Above the sky, there was a man's roar. A man wrapped in azure blue flames descended from the sky and landed on the deck of the "Unsinkable Hunter". His hands turned into blue wings, protecting the Buddha. in front of Sa.
The bullet hit the man's body, and the domineering armor covering the bullet broke through the man's defense, creating a hole. However, azure blue flames burned around the hole, and it healed in the blink of an eye.
"Marco the phoenix!" The Silver King opened his eyes, and immediately recognized the number one general under White Beard's command, a man who was said to be able to defeat the admiral of the navy.
"The blood-red invincible."
"My troublesome little brother likes to cause troubles on weekdays, thanks to you for giving him a moment," Marco said. The blue flames on Marco's body gradually disappeared, his wings returned to arms, and he adjusted his round glasses.
Like a gentle gentleman.
"Thank you very much."
"but!"
Just as the bounty hunters breathed a sigh of relief, Marco said coldly.
"Who told you to point your guns at the members of the Whitebeard Pirates!"
The calm sea level suddenly raised huge waves, and the unsinkable Hunter fluctuated in the waves. People who are slightly weaker can't even stand firmly.
"Is it the sea earthquake?" A bounty hunter asked hesitantly, but was overruled by the Silver King.
"No, it's not a sea earthquake."
"It's the anger of the king of this sea!" He and Lorne said at the same time.
A large ship like a giant white whale appeared on the sea level. Looking from a distance, a tall man with hanging bottles all over his body was standing on the deck, looking over here.
I saw the hands bent into claws, grabbing the surrounding space as if grasping a piece of rag. There were some faint cracks in the surrounding space, and the cracks spread all the way here. It spread to the hull of the Unsinkable Hunter and the bounty hunters on board.
"Is it so exaggerated?" Lorne's pupils shrank, and he felt the powerful aura emanating from the old man. Although it didn't target him, it was suffocating.
"Run," Silver King raised the revolver in his hand, shot Marco a few times, and then wanted to leave, but it was too late.
I saw Whitebeard's hand grabbing the surrounding space and gently pulling it down, and then those cracks shattered, and the huge force tore the people on board, the unsinkable Hunter, and even the sea into pieces. debris.
A vortex appeared in this sea area, swallowing the shattered remains of the unsinkable Predator, the remains of bounty hunters into the sea.
Marco helped Fosa up, looked at the flag of the navy, and looked at Lorne standing at the bow with interest,
"Are you the kid from the Vinhill family?" Marco said lightly.
"It's a good thing you didn't attack Fosa, otherwise it wouldn't just be the group of bounty hunters who were torn to pieces just now."
"That's because there are not enough interests," Lorne smiled slightly, "Pele, who is just under 400 million, is not worth offending the famous white beard."
"It's very interesting. If it was someone else, when they met us, they would definitely say that they never thought of being our enemy, or they would brag about us desperately, in order to get our forgiveness. Honest people like you Rarely."
At this time, Marco remembered the greeting card sent by Lorne before, and said lightly.
"Didn't you say you were going to visit Dad? Now Dad is here, if you are brave enough, go on board!"
After speaking, he supported Fossa and flew back to the Moby Dick.
The giant white ship was getting closer and closer, and Lorne and Whitebeard watched from a distance.
"What should I do?" Facing this legend of the sea, even Gion was at a loss. She frowned, and looked at Lorne resentfully, "Shall we go?"
"Go, why don't you go?" Lorne laughed loudly, "It's a very rare opportunity to be able to admire the heroic figure of the king of this sea!"
...
Ten minutes later, Lorne boarded the plywood of the Moby Dick alone, and they waited outside at Lorne's request, ready to meet Lorne at any time.
As soon as he stepped on the splint, Lorne felt a suffocating aura firmly locking him, this aura was like a lion just waking up from a deep sleep, casually glaring at the side to eat grass sheep.
Although there was no malice, it made the latter tremble uncontrollably.
However, Lorne shook his head to keep himself awake.
"I'm not a sheep." He looked at the tall man sitting in front of him with a bottle hanging all over his body.
You are not a lion in the prime of life.
