Ron punched out with both fists at the same time, with purple-black armament color domineering wrapped around them.
"Bang! Bang!"
Two muffled sounds rang out almost at the same time.
Ah Jin's iron crutch broke with a sound, and he flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, smashing three dining tables in a row before stopping.
The flames on Baloo's body went out instantly, his heavy armor shattered, a clear fist mark appeared on his chest, and his entire body was embedded in the wall.
The whole restaurant was silent.
"How…how is this possible…" The pirates retreated tremblingly, "The demon Ajin-sama was actually…punched…"
Ron flicked his wrist and glanced at the remaining pirates: "Who else wants to try?"
"Strange…monster!"
Someone shouted, and the remaining pirates immediately scattered like birds and beasts, crawling out of the restaurant.
Ron glanced coldly at the pirates who were trying to escape, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Stop!"
The pirates froze in place, sweating profusely, and no one dared to take another step.
"Take me to where the treasure is hidden on your ship." Ron said in an unquestionable tone.
"Yes, yes!" The younger brothers nodded rapidly, hurriedly helped the unconscious Creek and Ajin up, and walked towards the flagship tremblingly.
Ron turned around and winked at Nami: "Wait for me here."
Nami blinked knowingly and quietly made a "money" gesture with her fingers, indicating that he should not forget the point.
The live broadcast room was instantly filled with comments:
"Is the anchor crazy? Going on a pirate ship all by himself?"
"This operation is too reckless!"
"Just wait for the anchor to be ambushed!"
"Ms. Nami's expression made me laugh to death!"
Sure enough, as soon as they boarded Creek's flagship, the pirates showed their hideous faces.
"Brothers! He's alone!" A pirate with a scar on his face suddenly shouted, "Kill him now!"
More than twenty pirates drew their weapons at the same time and rushed over from all directions!
Ron sneered, "Looking for death."
"Swish!"
His figure instantly turned into an afterimage, and he quickly shuttled across the deck. Every time he made a move, a pirate fell to the ground with screams.
"Bang!" A punch knocked the axe-wielding man away.
"Crack!" The spear was broken by a kick.
"Bang!" The attacker was knocked down by an elbow.
In less than ten seconds, the deck was filled with wailing pirates lying in all directions. The remaining pirates were completely frightened and knelt on the ground and kowtowed frantically: "Sir, please spare us! We will never dare to do it again!"
Ron shook off the blood on his hands, took off Creek's golden armor, and said coldly: "Now, lead the way."
This time, no one dared to play tricks. The pirates pointed tremblingly to the depths of the cabin: "The treasures are all in the warehouse at the bottom…"
Ron strode towards the cabin, and the heavy iron door was kicked open in front of him as if it were made of paper.
At the same time, Ron silently said in his heart: Tongzi, charge 99.99%!
The system prompt sounded in my mind: [110 million Baileys have been recharged, and the balance is 349,700,200 Baileys]
When his figure sank into the dark cabin, the screen went black. When he came out again, the audience in the live broadcast room were stunned when they saw the few gold coins in Ron's hand:
"Fuck! That's just a few gold coins? Not even enough to make a fuss!"
"But the anchor really carried the entire ship by himself!"
"This combat capability is totally acceptable!"
"Anchor: I'm not here to fight, I'm here to buy goods."
"Nami is going to wake up laughing!"
"In the early stage, he was invincible in the East China Sea!"
"..."
After the ship's business was over, Ron returned to his seat in the sea restaurant as if nothing had happened, as if he had just taken a walk on the deck.
He picked up the napkin and wiped his hands, then continued to enjoy the seafood platter in front of him.
The entire restaurant was in complete silence. All the pirates lowered their heads, not daring to even touch the cutlery, fearing that any noise would attract the attention of this evil star.
Some of the timid ones even had trembling legs, and the cold sweat on their foreheads dripped onto the tablecloth, leaving a stain.
"That's all?"
Nami poked at the few gold coins on the table angrily, her cheeks puffed up like buns, "You must have let 'those friends' take away the big ones again!"
She picked up a piece of lobster meat and bit it hard, as if venting her anger, but fortunately she had the golden armor, which made her feel a little better.
The live broadcast room was instantly filled with comments:
"Ahhh Nami-chan is so cute!"
"This pout kills me!"
"Hand over the treasure, host!"
"Is this a spoiled act? It's definitely a spoiled act, right?"
Sanji came over with a specially made dessert and bowed gracefully. "Thank you for your help, sir. This is our specially made chocolate lava cake as a token of our gratitude."
Boss Zhefu also came over with a cane and nodded solemnly: "You saved everyone on the ship. Barati will remember this favor."
Ron waved his hand casually: "It's just what we need." He glanced at the Creek flagship outside the window, "Those guys' treasures can be considered as meal expenses."
Nami pricked up her ears when she heard this: "Wait! What do you mean by 'meal expenses'?" She stared at Ron suspiciously, "Could it be…"
Ron smiled evilly and took out a crumpled piece of paper from his arms: "By the way, I took a treasure map, which is said to be the 'biggest treasure in the East China Sea'…"
"Give it to me!" Nami's expression changed instantly, her eyes turned into Bailey symbols and she pounced on him, "Wow! Ron, you are so nice!"
As he said that, he slapped Ron hard on the side of his face!
Sanji looked at the two people playing around, lit a cigarette and smiled, "What an interesting couple."
The comments were filled with envy, jealousy and hatred:
"A large-scale delicious scene!"
"Nami: I want both the money and Ron!"
"The anchor is so good at flirting."
"I ate this dog food!"
The sun shines through the porthole onto the dining table, and the sea breeze brings a light salty fragrance. During this short and beautiful afternoon tea time, no one noticed that a small canoe was slowly approaching on the sea in the distance.
"Ron! Just wait for me!" A hysterical roar came from the loudspeaker on the Creek flagship, "We, the Creek Pirates, will definitely come back!"
Nami dropped the fork in her hand onto the plate with a clang, her face pale. "It's over, it's over, I'm being hated again…" She grabbed Ron's sleeve and shook him, "Say something!"
Ron cut the steak slowly, with a mysterious smile on his face: "Don't worry, wait three more seconds…"
"boom–!!!"
A deafening explosion suddenly sounded, the entire restaurant ship shook violently, tableware shattered to the ground, and diners rushed to the deck in panic.
On the sea, a dark sword energy cuts through the sky, sweeping across like the scythe of the god of death.
Dozens of warships of the Creek Pirates were like paper in front of this sword energy and were cut in half one after another!
"That…that's…" Nami's eyes widened.
The sea fog gradually dissipated, and a man wearing a black hat, golden pupils, and holding a black knife stepped on the wreckage of the warship, and then jumped back into the canoe.
"Shichibukai Hawkeye Mihawk!"
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