Pirates are hunting down Celestial Dragons, I am from my homeland

West of the Sabaody Archipelago.

Vice Admiral Chaton held a nearly burned cigarette in his mouth, picked up the cigarette with one hand, and threw it to the other side with a flick of his finger.

"You bunch of scum slaves, you ran away and still cause trouble for me, you deserve to die."

Johnny walked in front of the slaves with a serious face: "Vice Admiral Chaton."

Chaton smiled slightly, took out a brand new cigarette from his arms, and held it in his mouth: "Do you know me?"

"Isn't what you heard the most handsome man in the navy with both strength and appearance?"

Chaton also posed in what he thought was a very handsome posture.

Johnny and others were about to vomit.

Behind him, Sikata pretended to vomit and held his stomach: "Ugh, brother Johnny, this vice admiral is disgusting. Not only is he ugly, but he is also so narcissistic."

"Well, I am a little disgusted. This man is the number one licker in the navy. He has pursued Vice Admiral Taotu more than a hundred times and has been rejected more than a hundred times. He is simply the king of lickers."

Johnny's face was dark to begin with, and now it is even darker.

Hearing their conversation, Vice Admiral Chatun's face turned completely dark: "You deserve to die."

He poked his finger slightly, and the flame actually burned from it, lighting the cigarette beside his mouth.

He took a deep puff of the cigarette and exhaled it from his nose very domineeringly. The cigarette turned into the word "kill" and the word "three minutes" in the air: "Three minutes..."

"Kill you all in three minutes."

As soon as he said this, his figure appeared in front of Johnny as fast as a ghost, and the whole person kicked directly across the air.

The speed was so fast that the slaves couldn't react. Johnny's pupils dilated, and he secretly said that it was not good. His arms were directly covered with armed color, but he couldn't withstand the powerful kick of Chatun.

The whole person retreated more than ten steps.

"Brother Johnny!"

Seeing Johnny being kicked away, a group of younger brothers shouted, among whom Sikata gritted his teeth: "Ugly navy, don't be so arrogant!"

As a superhuman gun fruit ability user, Sikata can transform himself into various guns.

In just a moment, his hands changed into double-armed machine guns.

"Go to hell, navy!"

Da da da da...

Endless artillery fire poured out from the double-armed machine guns, and fire snakes flew.

Facing the incoming bullets, Chatun walked towards Sikata casually with a cigarette in his mouth. The bullets shot at him seemed to have no effect and were all blocked by him at his feet.

Seeing Chatun approaching, the brothers were dumbfounded. Sikata roared, and the machine guns on both arms turned into two cannons, which suddenly ejected two cannons and hit Chatun.

Boom!

The ground suddenly ignited with black smoke.

"Did it succeed?"

However, in Sikata's expectant eyes, his shoulder was suddenly tapped lightly, and a cold voice like the scythe of death cutting his neck suddenly sounded: "The farce should end."

The brothers' eyes bulged, staring at Chatun who appeared behind Sikata at some point: "Sikata is behind you!"

Sikata just wanted to turn around, but was suddenly poked in the temple by a pair of fingers: "Navy Six-style Finger Gun."

Bang!

Sikata's head exploded instantly, like a watermelon pierced by a high-speed bullet, breaking into pieces, and the juice splashed everywhere.

"Sikata!!!"

Watching Sikata die tragically in the hands of Chatun, the whole process took only a dozen seconds.

"One." Chatun exhaled a puff of smoke with cold eyes, and scanned all the people present with indifferent eyes as if he was looking at a group of dead people.

As a substitute for the admiral, he was extremely powerful. He could deal with this group of bastards in just three minutes.

Johnny's eyes were filled with grief, and the navy in front of him deserved death!

"Come at me if you dare!" Johnny's arms were covered with armed color domineering, his eyes stared at Chatun, and his momentum suddenly burst out.

"Just you!?" Chatun wanted to laugh.

He slowly lowered his eyes, and when he raised them again, he whispered softly: "Ton Shikigami Record Kill·One Style·Ton Thorn!"

In an instant, the air around him seemed to solidify, and the smell of blood instantly spread. When Johnny reacted, the slaves behind him had different expressions, and their bodies began to split into several pieces.

Without the support of strength, it turned into pieces of blood and flesh and scattered on the ground. Even the walls of the entire alley seemed to have been cut by countless swords and turned into countless huge stones sliding down.

Even Johnny's chest had several big holes, and blood gushed out.

If he was not stronger than others and had not been possessed by the armed color, he would probably die under the tea pig.

"Ahem..." Johnny half-knelt on the ground, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood.

Suddenly, there appeared around him.With the sound of footsteps, Chatun slowly walked to Johnny: "Three hundred and seventeen."

"Oh? Not bad, you're not dead, your strength is not bad." Chatun's teasing voice made Johnny spit out blood again.

His breath began to wilted, and his eyes began to flow like a revolving lantern: "Boss Aotian, Johnny... I can't repay your kindness."

At this time, Chatun's cigarette was just finished by him.

Just when he was about to ask Johnny where the other slaves were, he felt uncomfortable without cigarettes.

He pressed the remaining cigarette butt on Johnny's bald head, burning a black circle: "Wait a moment, I'll light a new cigarette."

Such humiliation, Johnny couldn't feel resentment, because he was too weak.

"If...if I were stronger."

Chatun relit a new cigarette, smiled, and grabbed Johnny's head: "Hey, let me ask you one last question. Where is the boy in the newspaper now?"

"Hurry up and tell me, I'll give you a quick death."

Johnny raised his eyes and stared at Chatun with disdain. He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood at him, wanting to spray it on Chatun's face, but he turned his head to avoid it: "Even if I die, I won't tell you the whereabouts of Boss Aotian."

"You deserve to die." Chatun put away his smile, and a terrifying murderous aura emanated from his body.

Just at this moment, a whip kick as fast as lightning suddenly came from the air.

Chatun's pupils shrank, and he suddenly lowered his waist, and the whip kick narrowly passed by his nose.

Then he quickly turned over and avoided the continuous high-altitude trampling of the intruder.

There were even several deep pits left on the ground, which were shocking and unsettling.

When he stabilized his body and saw the person clearly, his pupils shrank slightly.

"Who are you?"

Looking at the handsome and domineering boy in front of him, Chatun's eyes darkened.

"Why... aren't you looking for me?" Ling Aotian's eyes fell to the ground indifferently, looking at Chatun with disdain.

Johnny behind him stared at Ling Aotian's back in a daze, and tears suddenly flowed from his eyes: "Boss Aotian!"