Having his identity exposed by Fang Lang, the boss of Barati, Red-legged Zhefu, snorted and laughed."There are still people who remember me. They are really young people nowadays.”
As he spoke, he looked at Fang Lang who was leaning against the stairs. It was just an ordinary crippled old man, but Fang Lang felt as if he was being targeted by a ferocious beast.
Domineering? 'No, it's just a kind of boldness,' Fang Lang thought to himself. This feeling was different from the one he felt when he was directly intimidated by Factory Manager Mag on Fox Island. He only felt that this person was very dangerous, not that he could not resist.
"As expected of a pirate who has been on the great sea route. He is indeed different from ordinary people.”Fang Lang clapped his hands. Sooner or later, he would also learn how to be domineering. It would definitely be helpful in the future if he took advantage of this moment to experience it more.
"Hehe, 10 million? But he's still a child.”Tetsuo took a few glances and didn't continue to care. He was surprised that Fang Lang had revealed his identity. Other than that, he was just so-so.
Being looked down upon? Fang Lang narrowed his eyes. He wanted to see the battle between Zhefu and Crick. He had deliberately provoked them just now, but he didn't get what he imagined.
"You…you are Red-footed Tetsuo, and you are still alive. You were originally a pirate, but you became an incompetent pirate who became a chef!”Crick was quite shocked by the appearance of the great pirate, Red-footed Tetsuo.
"So what? As you can see, I'm still alive. I'm just a chef in a restaurant.”Tetsuo replied indifferently.
" Hahahaha... It's just nice to say," Crick laughed and said disdainfully,""It's better to say that you can only be a chef. How about it? Farewell to the pirates?"
After mocking him, he said gloomily,"Speaking of Red-footed Tetsuo, he doesn't use his hands at all in battle and only relies on his kicking skills. His strong legs could easily crush a person's skull, so his shoes were dyed red, earning him the reputation of red-footed Tetsuo. But how are you now? After losing your most important leg, you are just a powerless old man.”
His words surprised those who didn't know the inside story. They didn't expect Barati's boss to have such a glorious past. Unfortunately, Zhefu had lost his right foot. He was no match for Crick, the overlord of the East Sea.
"So what?" Zhefu was unmoved and said indifferently,""Even if I don't have legs, I can still cook. A chef only needs to have hands.”
Crick showed a contemptuous look and mocked,""That's right. You're just a chef now. If you know what's good for you, leave this ship behind and get lost.”
Crick, are you afraid?" Fang Lang suddenly interrupted and shook his head.""Rumor has it that you think you are invincible, arrogant, heartless, and despicable. Would you let your enemies go? He was not afraid of raising a tiger to invite trouble. Aiya, I didn't expect you to be such a coward. I'm so disappointed.”
Fang Lang shook his head as he spoke.
"You bastard!" Crick's eyes were filled with resentment. He looked at Zhefu warily and snorted at Fang Lang."You're just a pirate with a mere 10 million yuan. Who do you think you are?”
"That's still ten times better than a loser like you.”Fang Lang shrugged his shoulders and said loudly,"" This guy, yes, this idiot in a turtle shell, sailed on the great sea route for seven days. In just seven days, forty-nine of his fifty pirate ships were buried in the sea. He left his subordinates behind and fled back to the East Sea dejectedly. It was unbelievable that such a person dared to be a king.”
Crick's veins bulged, and he was furious. He roared,""You little brat who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, go to hell!!”
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen black muzzles emerged from Crick's body. His waist, neck, shoulders, palms, and any other parts that could hide weapons were all filled with guns. At this time, they were exposed at once, and everyone was frightened.
"That pirate will be killed! He definitely had to die! How dare he offend Crick! Do you want to die?"
"Run! He would be affected! That idiot!"
The diners hurriedly hid under the table, trembling as they waited for the sound of the guns.
Da da!
He did not know what type of gun Crick had, but he could fire more than a dozen times, and a dense rain of bullets poured down on Fang Lang.
"This guy…actually didn't dodge?!”Zhefu's gaze focused, and his heart trembled. Even he would have to find a shelter under such a dense rain of bullets." This guy will die."”
" Who are you?" Fang Lang asked calmly." Who are you?"
Physical acceleration--
As he spoke, Lang Ye slowly revealed his silver blade. As Fang Lang waved it, he swung it diagonally downward. Suddenly, a powerful airflow burst out from the blade and swept the entire dining hall in. Countless tables and chairs were blown to the ground.
The bullet trajectories were affected by the airflow and deviated from their original positions. They brushed past Fang Lang's body and hit the pillar behind the stairs.
"This, this is sword pressure? This brat…!" Tetsuo was the only one present who could see the cause and effect of this. It was precisely because he understood that he was even more shocked.
Sword Pressure was the power of a Sword Hero. A powerful Sword Hero could even cut an object in the distance into two as long as they waved their blades. Although Fang Lang's sword suppression was not mature yet, it was already in its infancy. Fang Lang was too young, and Zhe Fu could not believe that he was an expert who had been immersed in the sword for decades. It could only be attributed to his talent!
This person was a genius in the way of the sword!
If he had known that Fang Lang had only been exposed to the sword for less than a month, he would have found it even more unbelievable.
Other than the great pirate Red-legged Tetsuo, there was another person who saw Fang Lang's sword pressure. That person was a member of the Grass Hat Pirates, a swordsman named Dandy.
Compared to Tetsuo, he was the most unbelievable person. As long as he was a Swordsman, there was no one who did not wish to comprehend Sword Pressure. He had started practicing swordsmanship at the age of four, and now that he was 19 years old, he had only learned a little in the past 15 years.
Dandy couldn't take it anymore. The jealousy in his chest was like a flood, hard to suppress.
"No, impossible…I didn't hit him!!”Crick widened his eyes and said in surprise,"" Who exactly are you?!"
Silently putting Lang Ye back into his scabbard, Fang Lang shook his head and muttered softly,""With this level of skill, he can't even test Tetsuo. As expected, people who rely on equipment are really boring.”
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。