People are sailing, monster hunters are fighting in groups

New World, Hanyon Island.

This is a not-so-famous pirate paradise in the New World, and the overall atmosphere is similar to that of Gaya Island in the first half of the Grand Line.

Of course, since this is the New World, the villains here are even stronger.

And today, two strange huge ships suddenly appeared on the dock of Hanyon Island.

"What a big ship, it looks like even the paint is new, whose ship is it, why can't I see the name and flag?"

"I don't know..."

Just as several dock villains were discussing with their younger brothers around them, a group of teenagers in uniform walked down from the boat.

Walking at the front of the teenagers was a tall blond man, with a clear outline of his bulging muscles, looking full of oppression.

The teenagers who got off the boat obviously also discovered these dock villains who were commenting on them. After a few words, they quickly walked over.

"Hey, you are from the Moore Gang on the island, right? Go tell your boss to prepare supplies for 300 people to sail for a month!"

Hearing the blond man's impolite order, several dock thugs were stunned.

"Asshole, who do you think you are? This is Hanion Island, straighten your attitude..."

Puff!

Before the dock thug finished speaking, one of the teenagers suddenly pulled out his waist knife and stabbed the guy who talked back.

"Asshole!"

The remaining dock thugs immediately took out their weapons and prepared to fight.

As a result, the next second, the blond man rushed in front of them quickly, and knocked everyone to the ground with a few punches.

"Who are you?"

"Asshole, don't you know that this is the territory of Crocodile, the 'King of the Desert'..."

Bang!

The blond man grabbed the villain's head and pressed him to the ground, saying arrogantly: "What desert king, what Crocodile, I Barrett don't have time to care about such a small person!"

After saying that, he looked at the other two frightened guys with a ferocious look.

"Immediately inform your boss to prepare supplies, I don't want to say it a second time!"

The boy who came with Barrett today, like him, is an apprentice crew member who is about to become an adult in the Beast Pirates.

After Albert's adjustment, the apprentice members of the Beast Pirates are not like other pirate groups, hanging out with the formal crew members, but are all arranged to study in the Beast Academy.

The study period is not fixed, and after passing the assessment at the age of 17, they will automatically join the Beast Pirates.

And collecting supplies is one of the tasks of Barrett and his team's "graduation assessment" this time.

Just as Barrett was thinking about how to plunder more materials from other forces entrenched on the island, he suddenly seemed to notice something. He tilted his head, and a blade made of yellow sand passed across his nose.

At the same time, a strand of golden hair slowly fell to the ground in front of him.

"Oh, good reaction, kid..."

A slightly hoarse voice came from behind Barrett.

"Are you the 'King of the Desert' Crocodile they are talking about?"

Barrett turned around and looked at the boy who was about the same age as him, his eyes full of surprise.

Fur coat, black suit, big back hair, a cigar in his mouth, coupled with a slightly immature face...

This outfit looks quite funny. Although it looks a bit like the mafia's dress, it still gives people a weird feeling overall.

"Who are you? What do you want to do with so many materials?" Crocodile exhaled a puff of smoke and asked with a frown.

"Douglas Barrett, now... he should be considered a trainee of the pirate group. As for the supplies--"

Barrett stretched his neck and showed an arrogant smile on his face again.

"No comment!!"

"Sure enough, the New World is more exciting than the Grand Line. Even a little trainee is so arrogant!"

Crocodile raised his hand, and a small sandstorm floated in his palm.

"It seems that your parents have protected you too well, kid, you don't have the capital to be arrogant in front of me..."

As soon as Crocodile finished speaking, his originally contemptuous pupils shrank suddenly. The next moment, Crocodile's entire lower body turned into yellow sand and quickly pulled back a few meters.

At the same time, Barrett's figure also disappeared instantly.

The next second, the fist that hit the sonic boom directly hit Crocodile's original position.

"Elementalization... Are you a natural ability user?"

Barrett frowned,The fists were immediately covered with a layer of strong armed color domineering.

Crocodile's eyes became more serious at this moment, and the original contempt in his eyes was all restrained.

Although he debuted not long ago, he relied on the ability of the natural system Sand-Sand Fruit to enter the New World and was able to make a good living in the small area of ​​the surrounding islands.

He had also fought with domineering ability users, so he naturally knew the restraint of domineering power on the Sand-Sand Fruit.

Therefore, Crocodile himself had also worked hard to practice domineering.

But I didn't expect that today, a peer who came out of nowhere would have domineering power that was not inferior to his own?

"I always regretted not having fought with the only natural ability user in the pirate group, but now it seems that God is thinking about making up for my regret..."

Barrett had a slightly cruel smile on his lips, clenched his fists, stomped his feet hard, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Crocodile's eyes showed a look of surprise again, and the sandstorm in his hand flew out of his hand, and in an instant it rolled into a sand roll in front of him.

However, a sharp slash shot out from the sand roll, and when a gap appeared in the yellow sand, Barrett had already rushed out of the gap by stepping on the air.

"You are actually from the World Government?"

Crocodile raised his hands and directly took Barrett's right leg that was whipped down like an iron whip.

He had seen the CP agency's moves before, whether it was just shooting a slash with his feet or moving by stepping on the air, it was a common move of CP agents.

"It seems that you have seen a lot, but didn't I tell you my identity a long time ago, what are you guessing!"

As soon as Barrett finished speaking, he used his right foot as a fulcrum to exert force, and his body rose into the air again, and then exerted force on his waist, and his body spun in the air like a gyroscope, and then his left foot fell down!

"Foot gun, mortar!"

Bang!