One Piece: Tyrant Bear

"IOU."

Well, you won, Lao Sha wrote the IOU, turned around and left angrily.

Xiong put away the IOU, turned around and said, "Come out."

Shemale king Ivankov came out from the corner, wearing high heels, not feeling tired at all, he smiled and looked at the bear, his afro was very eye-catching.

"Xiong Boy, let's chat?"

Xiong nodded and went into the dark corner, what the two said, no one knew.

An hour later, the bear came out and walked on the street. There are many pirates in the Chambord Islands, so there is no need to hide.

Here, you can do whatever you want, where the Tianlong people control, and you don't need to be more restrained.

There were many slaves passing by, most of them were slaves of the Tianlong people. They lived a life that was worse than death, and were tortured until they died.

Speaking of Tianlongren, Xiong didn't want to see this group of waste, scum.

The navy, here, can also see that as soon as it sees pirates, it immediately takes large-scale actions, with the purpose of destroying all pirates.

Legend has it that a powerful navy is guarding this place, and no one dares to be presumptuous. Xiong doesn't know who it is, and it has nothing to do with him anyway.

A familiar figure appeared in front of him, with a long sword on his back, and almost his entire body was tall. He walked among the crowd and walked alone.

There are many people who decorate like this, but he is the only one.

Hawkeye?

He turned, his hawk-eyed eyes sweeping past the bear.

The four eyes met, and time stopped.

Hawkeye couldn't help holding the sword behind his back, it was as black as ink, one of the twelve skills of the supreme sword, Heidaoye.

"who are you?"

There is no one with an arrogant attitude, except Hawkeye, who else can it be.

Xiong looked at it coldly, what kind of sparks could be produced when two cold people touch each other?

the answer is?

After a stick of incense, the two sat together and drank.

At a table, two big men were tasting the wine they ordered. They had different tastes. One liked it bland, while the other liked it spicy.

Sit across from each other, be able to see each other, and be on guard at any time.

Not clinking glasses, not talking, just sitting together so stupidly.

This weird scene, in the eyes of other pirates, is weird and stupid.

They drank the wine little by little, but the two still didn't speak. After all, Xiong couldn't bear it anymore. If the silent Hawkeye didn't speak, he could not speak for a day.

"Batholomew Bear."

"Mihawk."

Arrogant, cold.

Hawkeye raised his head and glanced at it with his hawk-like eyes. With just one glance, Xiong felt a courageous momentum coming to suppress him.

Bone-piercing, cold, terrifying, as if being targeted by terror.

Uncomfortable, his hair stood up, and his bear finger pointed on the table, making a loud snap.

"Are you going to the New World?"

"Ah."

The new world is the yearning of every pirate.

Hawkeye, if he wants to become the world's number one swordsman, he has to go to the New World.

A swordsman must face up to difficulties and face different strong men in order to hone his sword.

"What about you? Are you going to the New World too?"

Xiong shook his head, drank a glass of wine, and said with a smile: "It's hard to say, you may go back, or you may not go back, who can say clearly about the future."

Hawkeye wasn't infected, he just quietly watched Xiong pretending to be aggressive.

"We're done drinking, we should part."

It's time to go, stay any longer, and provoke the navy, it's not in each other's interest.

Xiong turned and disappeared, Hawkeye stared blankly at his footsteps, his pupils constricted: "Another strong man."

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Qi Wuhai under the king has already encountered two, and the remaining ones, I don't know when they will be able to meet.

Hawkeye Joe Lakel Mihawk, sand crocodile Crocodile, the strength of the two, Hawkeye is stronger, giving him a feeling that he can't breathe.

As expected of the strongest man, the world's first great swordsman.

Xiong was not sure about the chances of winning when he met him. It was probably [-]-[-], maybe even higher. After all, Xiong was full of confidence in himself.