Chapter 128
Chapter 128
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After Artesan came to this island, he heard that there was a bastard named Black Fist Dirk who had a higher bounty than himself, and he also heard that he had returned from the second half of the Grand Line and was also famous for his fists, so he wanted to find an opportunity to test the opponent's strength early on, and to prove that his current strength was enough to stir up trouble in the second half of the Grand Line.
Unlike Artesan's aggressiveness, Dirk's"spirit" had been left in the New World forever and did not come back with him, so he looked lifeless, like a salted fish without dreams, but this did not mean that he could allow a little devil to ride on his head and shit. If he could not show his strength to deter the villains, how could he be domineering here in the future, and how could he live comfortably in his old age?
He picked up the bottle of wine, smashed it to pieces in front of Artesan with a clang, and said in a flat tone:
"Young man, don’t be too frivolous. There are hundreds of people like you who rely on their abilities to look down on others and die on the sea every day!"
���Lululu, if you are not arrogant, are you still a young man? Do you want me to be as cautious as you, a stray dog who escaped from the second half, even baring my teeth at the enemy?"
The two of them had not yet officially fought, and they had a verbal fight that was difficult to resolve.
"Bastard, who are you calling a lost dog?!"
A member of the Black Fist Pirates next to Dirk shouted angrily upon hearing this.
"Lululu, you are so rude, who the hell are you? How can you speak when the boss is talking! Go to hell!"
Artesan said as he raised his hand and punched him.
The two were quite far apart, with Dirk in between. According to common sense, this punch should not be able to hit the other person, unless he is a user of the rubber fruit ability, but the talent of the long-arm tribe was reflected at this moment. Artesan's arm stretched to a length beyond everyone's cognition, and his sandbag-sized fist instantly came in front of the man.
""Bang!"
With a loud bang, the newspapers on the bar were blown all over the room by the shock wave generated by the collision.
""Gudong!"
The attacked pirate's Adam's apple moved, his legs softened, and he fell to the ground with a thud. His back was soaked, and he felt like he had just walked through the gates of hell.
Artesan's fist did not hit him, and at the last moment it was Dirk who blocked the blow for his brother. Otherwise, with the power of Artesan's punch, it would definitely result in a head exploding and brains splattering.
"Lululu, you are quite strong, old man. If you hadn't taken action, I would have thought you were just a good talker."
Although he failed to kill the unruly thug with one punch, Ataisang was excited when he saw the two fists collide and a wisp of green smoke came out.
"Is this your black boxing? Very good, come and fight with me!"
Dirk's heart at this moment was not as calm as he pretended on the surface. He used his fist with Armament Haki and almost failed to block the opponent's pure physical strength punch. Although his Armament Haki was only at the entry level and his Haki had weakened a lot after escaping from the new world, but even so, in Paradise and Four Seas where not many people knew Haki, Haki had always been his winning weapon.
But now he fought a tie with Atesan who didn't know Haki. He had already put away his contempt for this arrogant kid in his heart and even had the intention of retreating.
Is this a natural monster who can easily surpass ordinary people who work hard without any effort? It's so unfair, this fucking world!
""Two, two captains, can you please spare me and not fight in the shop for my thoughtful hospitality to many pirate brothers over the past few days? It will be inconvenient for you to have a drink after this place is smashed, right? Today's wine is my treat for you two and all the brothers, please give me some face." The tavern owner climbed out from under the bar tremblingly, forcing a smile to please.
His heart was bleeding because he didn't want to drink for the day, but fortunately, his wine was diluted with a lot of water, and the profit was very high. As long as the shop was saved, the money lost today could be earned back in one or two days, not to mention that many people had already run away when they saw that a fight was about to break out, and there was no one to ask for money if he didn't give up. In fact,
Dirk had already wanted to retreat. He was about to take advantage of the situation when he heard the tavern owner's words, but he never thought that the madman Artesan was unreasonable. He came up and punched him in the face again. Dirk was so angry that he had to punch him again!
"Who do you think you are? How dare you ask me to give you face?"
Ataisang cursed the hotel owner while taking action.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
In the blink of an eye, the two had already exchanged several punches. It seemed that they were evenly matched, but in fact, Arteson had always had the upper hand. Having lost the initiative, Dirk could only passively defend and look for opportunities to counterattack, but Arteson's punching speed was too fast, and his punches were impenetrable, one punch after another, and each punch was more powerful than the last!
""Ding-ling-clang!"
The strong fist wind knocked down the wine glass hanging upside down on the shelf. The glass fell to the ground and shattered with a crisp sound. The heart of the tavern owner was also shattered.
In the tavern, people from other forces had evacuated as soon as they found that the situation was not right. The remaining ones were members of the Black Fist Pirates and the Kongo Pirates. The two sides also fought each other when their captains started fighting.
"Ahhh! What should I do, brother! I can’t get out!"
In the corner of the tavern, the two brothers who had been dragging their fainted bald companion didn’t have time to run out. Now the door has been blocked. They can only put a table in front of them. The two of them hid in the corner, shivering, watching the chaos outside.
"What else can we do? We have to hide and wait until they are done fighting. Or we can find a chance to get some blood on us and lie on the ground pretending to be dead."
"Okay brother, it has to be you. This method sounds reliable!"
"Wine! Where's the wine? Give me some wine. I'm not drunk yet!"
"You bastard, you have done us two a disservice, and yet you are sleeping soundly!"
Hearing the bald Qiang still talking in his sleep, the two brothers were so angry that they punched him on the bald head.
"Lululu! What's wrong? Is this all you have?"
""Don't be so arrogant, kid!"
Dirk was also angry and forced the other party back with a heavy punch. Although the two of them were stubborn, they still stopped to catch their breath and adjust their breath after they separated.
Seeing that the boss had stopped, the younger brothers slowly moved behind their boss, staring at the enemy opposite with fierce expressions. The two groups gradually separated, and from time to time they greeted each other's families with lip language.
"Brother, now is the time to rush out and blend into the dead! Remember to be decisive! Hesitation will lead to defeat!"
""Okay, big brother!"
The two men just came out from behind the table. The younger brother behind them had better eyesight. He was dumbfounded when he saw the situation clearly.
There was not even a corpse on the ground!
He was so angry that he thought,"My big brother, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't have expected that you bastards were acting when you fought so fiercely!"...
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