One Piece: Tyrant Bear

Xiong was in a daze, staring at the light on the ground, he didn't want to move, he was limp on the wall, his powerless appearance made people feel heartbroken.

Tired, going to bed.

He closed his eyes and quickly fell into a short sleep, his breathing was steady, and the surrounding environment could not wake him up.

Exhausted from the battle and stimulated by the cold, the bear is recuperating and preparing for the next battle.

He knew that the navy would not count on this, and must be looking for his traces. He really couldn't tell who he would meet at that time.

A navy with a lot of capable people has a lot of devil fruit abilities. If you find an animal-type devil fruit, it is obviously not difficult to find the trace of the bear.

Bears can only pray that their movements are not so fast, so that they can recover their strength and prepare for the next battle.

However, Xiong's prayers were in vain.

"Brigadier General Flying Squirrel, we found it, it's just ahead."

"Okay, very good, you guys, go to the right and squat down, you guys, go to the left, and you, watch the sky for me, as soon as you find the enemy's whereabouts, shoot directly, regardless of life or death."

"As ordered."

The naval soldiers who received the order quickly made deployments, surrounded a building in front of them, and raised their spears. Snipers and swordsmen were ready.

After everything was in place, Brigadier General Flying Squirrel glanced at the soldiers around him, nodded in satisfaction, and then looked ahead, at the building.

"Flying Squirrel Commodore, do you want to go in?"

"Don't worry, be steady."

Commodore Flying Squirrel is well aware of the strength of the people inside, and also understands that he is not one of those little pirates, if he enters rashly, the gain will outweigh the loss.

I learned from Aokiji that many of them died, and they were all killed invisibly. Their strange abilities should not be underestimated.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement, the people inside seemed not to feel the danger outside, Commodore Flying Squirrel nodded to the people beside him.

The soldiers began to go in, and the brigadier general stood outside. As soon as the bear appeared, he would immediately take action and capture it.

The sailors are serious about this battle. If they are not careful, they may die here. Their lives are important, so how can they be careful.

Be cautious, be careful, step in step by step, push open the door, the dark cold wind blows in, and then, they find themselves waiting for someone's body, and fly out loudly.

boom!

Just ten people flew out neatly and collided with each other. The last person was a tragedy.

The other navy soldiers left quickly, the attack had already come to the front, their pupils widened, and their bodies flew upside down.

boom! !

Commodore Flying Squirrel's eyes condensed and gathered into a focus. In the dark room ahead, a sound echoed, the sound of footsteps trampling the ground.

"Tap."

The voice was steady and powerful. When he took a step, his heart beat. The faster he walked, the faster his heart beat.

Commodore Flying Squirrel held the sword subconsciously, staring at the front with his eyes, full of knowledge and domineering, covering the surroundings.

The mustache was raised a little, the wind messed up his eyes, and he was accumulating energy.

The attack is ready and can be shot at any time.

"Tap."

The navy soldier took a step back, his voice was terrifying, as if the impermanence who was looking for life was coming to seduce his soul.

Come out, he's coming out.

In the darkness, one foot stood out, followed by a huge body, which appeared in front of their eyes.

(To explain, this chapter is different from the previous chapter.)

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Bartholomew came out.

His pale eyes swept outside, the navy soldier's heart constricted, his blood vessels constricted, and his complexion tightened.

Commodore Flying Squirrel gripped the sword harder, pressure, an invisible pressure, as his eyes fell on them, his hair drooped, he looked up at the sky, and his face changed drastically.

"No, go back."

As soon as the sound fell, the sphere in the air quickly descended, became smaller, and the pressure increased sharply, instantly increasing tenfold, hundredfold.

"Pressure field."

The pressure field, also known as the killing field.

As soon as he gave an order, Shura, who turned into a massacre, was not as powerful as a flying squirrel, and his reaction was not so fast. When he turned around, he found that he couldn't move.

"No!"

"No!"

Bang bang bang! !

Corpses fell down one after another, bleeding from the seven orifices, blood vessels exploded, and the body was suddenly full of holes.

Blood stained the ground like a river.