Naruto Ninja Master

Seeing Wuchen's persistence, Bai Jue didn't dare to say much. After all, it was Wuchen who created him. He nodded lightly, or chose to obey Wuchen's orders, and then sank deep into the ground, his breath disappeared.

As Wuchen said, the destructive power that is often overlooked is absolutely unparalleled, beyond imagination.

"Master, why don't you just kill him that red-haired Shanks?"

Blinking Shui Ling's eyes, Hancock asked inexplicably.

Fascinating ~ people's small face is full of curiosity, spotless and delicate facial features, revealing small dimples that evoke reverie, combined with her fresh and refined temperament, it is impossible to extricate oneself, and it is more dangerous than deadly poison.

"When the toy is dead, what kind of fun is there in life. No matter what, he can't escape the curse of fate. I wish him to jump out and die. Since he likes playing the game of the savior so much, then I will join him. Play enough."

Glancing at Hancock, Wuchen said with clear eyes: "People like me hate the kind of arrogant people who can't face up to their status and always think that they are special and can do everything. It's funny to know where he got this confidence from!"

At the beginning, Wuchen had no intention to fight against the red-haired Shanks, but this kid jumped out again and again to sabotage his plan, especially the red-haired kind of pure-hearted thinking was extremely annoying.

He always thought that God had arranged him to be the savior, omnipotent, and everything could be done easily, but Wuchen changed his life against the sky and changed his savior's identity into a funny clown character!

"Young master is bad enough." With a sigh, Hancock didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

This is the end of offending Wuchen, thinking that it's a big mistake to die, you can't survive without asking for death, until after the other party's mental breakdown, Wuchen will send him to the sky and throw him into the arms of God!

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Chapter 608 The Hard-working Yellow Ape [Chapter Three]

For Hancock, crying and laughing, Wuchen just ignored it.

Maybe for Hancock, Wuchen's idea is too extreme and unreasonable, it's just a robber theory, but Wuchen never cares about other people's thoughts.

Counting the world in front of you, Wuchen, who is a human being of the third generation, understands the truth of human affection better than Hancock. You don't bully others, but it does not mean that others will not bully you. Although Wuchen is only seventeen or eighteen years old on the surface, Sanshi As a human being, he is already over the age of Wuchen, and he understands this truth better than everyone else.

The so-called dignity, in the final analysis, is made with fists!

Seeing Hancock's face full of confusion, Wuchen didn't bother to explain. After all, she has too little experience now, and she doesn't understand the real indifference of human life. Without his complicated life experience, it is difficult for Hancock to understand Wuchen. There are almost no people who can empathize with the suffering of the dust.

"Young master is right, but you can't be merciful to the enemy." After a while, Hancock's uncharacteristically pretty face was resolute and his eyes showed resoluteness.

In an instant, Hancock woke up and suddenly understood the meaning of Wuchen.

"It's good to understand." Wuchen chuckled lightly.

Closing his eyes comfortably, he hummed happily. Over time, Hancock's massage skills improved day by day, and he was just right.

Hancock's next sentence made Wuchen feel helpless for a while.

"If you had a strong strength, you wouldn't have been humiliated and caught Mary Joa!" Hancock clenched his silver teeth and said indignantly.

Wuchen rolled his eyes when he heard the words, and pointed at him innuendo at these words.

He shook his head and didn't care about it. He also knew that Hancock was an unintentional mistake. It was indeed the case. If Hancock had had a strong strength, he would not have been hijacked to make Mary Joa a dust-free slave.

As he followed Wuchen for a while, Hancock gradually recognized the cruelty of reality. In this world, being weak is a sin, and the future sky is reserved for those who are prepared.

Time passed quickly, and several hours of kung fu slipped away quietly between the fingers. It was almost evening. The sunset on the horizon covered the entire Mary Joa, and the ground was covered with a golden fiery red morning glow, which was extremely beautiful.

Of course, ignoring the tragic screams in it, Mary Joa's golden color is more beautiful.

The pretty face of Hancock, who followed Wuchen, was pale for a while, and his beautiful eyes looked at the villas behind him in fear, and then looked at Wuchen who was strolling leisurely in front of him. ~ Candied.

If it wasn't for Wuchen, Hancock might be exactly the same as those slaves now. He was bullied and oppressed by the Tianlong people every day and every night, and suffered all kinds of cruel and inhuman treatment until he was tortured to death.

Just thinking about it makes me terrified.

His eyes could not help but look to the other side of Mary Joa, where the Five Old Stars and the offices of the World Government are sacred and solemn and inviolable, and people who pass by will show indescribable decency.

"Does it feel very contradictory?" The deep eyes fell on Hancock's face, and Wuchen asked calmly.

Hancock nodded fearfully, then fell silent.

Mary Joa is indeed so contradictory. The other side is the office of the Five Old Stars and many departments of the world government, which are sacred and righteous, while the other side is the residence of the Tianlong people. They lived in the old times and were extremely evil and tortured. Slaves and other shady activities here are as simple as eating and drinking.

"Actually, Mary Joa is the epitome of the world, and it's all deformed." Wuchen whispered, in fact, the whole world is running like this, not only Mary Joa.

No one can change everything.

"Let's go."

Seeing the pale-faced Hancock Wuchen fling away, an unexpected figure suddenly entered his eyes.

"That guy...isn't Polsalino [Kizuka]?" At the dock, Polsalino wearing a yellow-colored striped suit came into view, and Wuchen said unexpectedly.

After hesitating for a while, Wuchen walked over, and Hancock followed.

The yellow ape, who is nearly three meters tall, has a bitter face and a sullen expression, as if he is seriously ill. His eyes are dark, and sometimes a rare sternness flashes. Obviously, he is very unhappy.

"That's strange."

The corners of his mouth swept into a playful arc, the dust-free pace was faster, and Hancock behind him also pulled a distance away, so that such a clever and smooth person like the yellow monkey could show such an ugly expression, what happened behind it is indeed worth investigating.

Kizaru's wretched old face was drooping, full of gloom, as if someone stole his money and not only didn't pay it back, but also beat him up.

"Polusalino."

The light voice entered the bottom of his eyes, and the head of the yellow monkey raised his head, and the dust-free figure came into view.

"Loisnan [Saint]."