The Pirate Empress is my wife, but I’m fooling around outside

As Brontë's words fell, the third brother stretched out his right foot, took a step, and strode forward.

"What are you going to do, Mr3?" Klockdar looked at his subordinates who did not obey his orders.

"Boss, this kind of goods doesn't need your hand, just leave it to me." The third brother dripped wax on his hands as he walked, and it seemed that he was ready for battle.

Klockdar did not object, he just needed a guy who was not afraid of death, to try the depth of that teenager, at this time someone was willing to take the initiative to dedicate himself to the organization, it was better.

The third brother rushed to Brontë at a rapid pace, however, the expected battle did not take place.

I saw Mr3 plopping down on his knees, and his mouth vibrate: "Ask the old immortal to save me!"

Brontë walked over and helped him up, and a green pill appeared in his hand, "Three, you are a warrior who dares to fight against fate, I admire you, now, as long as you take this pill, you can be reborn." When

the third brother heard this, he suddenly became extremely excited, quickly grabbed the pill, and swallowed it, "Thank you old immortal, thank you old immortal..."

Anilu stared at the pill and fell into deep thought, because two days ago, he also received five of the same pills, and the taste was indescribable, and there was a smell of urine.

Seeing Mr3 defecting to the enemy, Xiao Feng, who was so angry that he was always righteous, cursed, although he found out that the other party was a friend who had saved him in the desert, he would not betray the boss because of this, which is called trust.

Mr1 Daz even scoffed at the behavior of the third brother, in his opinion, this is a sign of coward.

Mitach, who was holding an umbrella, looked at the immature face and fell into deep thought, but she didn't expect that today's opponent turned out to be the man who made her remember deeply, how else to fight?

Suddenly, Wei Wei, who was on the very side, stood up and volunteered: "I hate traitors the most in my life, boss, please allow me to collect the cheap goods of Mr3."

"Are you sure it's his opponent?" Klockdar only felt funny, a little girl who had just joined the society not long ago, also dared to take the initiative to apply for the arrest of the old traitor Mr3, is this inappropriate to give away people's heads?

"Boss, and me, I am willing to work with Miss Wednesday to arrest the traitor!" Mitage volunteered.

Klockdar did not agree to them, but made an operational deployment, "Mr1, Miss Two Fingers, Mr2, Mr4, Miss Christmas, Mr5, you go and deal with that teenager, Miss Valentine's Day, Miss Wednesday, Miss Golden Week, you go and deal with the renegade Mr3, the rest of the people, wait in place, Miss Sunday, please help me."

Robin didn't respond, just smiled slightly, and even Klockdar, who was with him day and night, couldn't guess what this woman was thinking.

Looking at the flock of important members of the Baroque Work Society, Brontë was a little disappointed.

Don't look at the other side sending so many people, in fact, in Klockdar's heart, only Anilu can be called a strong enemy, as for Brontë, a few cadres can deal with it.

It's just underestimated!

Brontë decided to humiliate Klockdar and use his best fruit ability to defeat his men.

The two sides soon fought together, and each spent their whole lives trying to beat each other.

The fiercest battlefield is Lao Sha and Anilu, the two fought in the dark, the sun and the moon were dark, and both sides could only constantly elementalize to avoid various attacks.

Surprisingly, on the side of Brontë, which has more than one enemy, there is a one-sided crushing situation.

The first is that Bora directly reversed the water, chose to stand in the same camp as the heart-to-heart Anilu, and gave the booger man a sneak attack with his backhand, making him temporarily lose his combat effectiveness.

Secondly, Brontë uses the "Desert Knife" to knock Daz back, and then uses the "Sandstorm" to blow Xiaofeng away.

The other party was stunned, this person actually had the same ability as the boss, and those who didn't know thought they were brothers.

Immediately afterwards, Brontë switched to the Sparkling Fruit form, quickly moved next to Mr4 and Mr. Christmas, and then used the Sand Fruit ability to start draining their bodies.

Within seconds, the fat men with two short mounds became like dried corpses, leaving only skin and bones, and began to stagger through the desert in search of water.

Brontë did not kill them all, let them go, and wanted to find water in the vast desert, how easy is it?

At this time, Daz, whose whole body had turned into a blade, rushed up and shot towards Brontë.

"Too slow!" Brontë used his domineering domineering appearance to dodge left and right, and even began to laugh at Mr1's speed.

After exhausting all his moves and still failing to hit the opponent, Daz was completely desperate and tied up.

This is already the second blow he has received in this period of time, but he didn't expect that the speed he was proud of, in front of the real strong, was as slow as a snail, and even the other party couldn't fight back, what a pity!

! Brontë did not immediately fight back, but walked up and patted Daz's shoulder and encouraged: "Brother, don't be discouraged, go outside more, remember, never lose the heart to dare to challenge the strong."

Hearing this, Daz's eyes burned again, and he instantly felt that his body was full of power.

"Boy, please take me for the last resort!"

This time, Daz did not turn his entire body into a blade, but only turned his elbows into blades.

The muscles of his forearm continued to swell and soon became about the thickness of Brontë's thigh.

"Two saber flow spiral slash!"

Suddenly, Daz's body was like a ball full of elasticity, bouncing around Brontë, his whereabouts uncertain.

This may be a big killing move, but in Bronte's view, it is nothing more than a loss of speed than just now, and the move is a little weird... That's it!

So he clenched his fists, calculated Daz's trajectory in a short time, and then punched him into the ground.

"Go TM Dream!"

Bronte's punch contained the power of six double cultivation, and Daz's shoulder was crushed and fractured, and it is likely that he will be disabled for life.

Looking at Mr1 who was paralyzed on the ground, Brown lowered his head and said softly: "Don't engage in these bells and whistles in front of the real strong, it's useless!"

Click~

At this moment, Daz's Dao heart was completely shattered!

In the end, Brontë quickly killed the remaining members.

After finishing the battle, he looked up and found that the battle on the third brother's side had come to an end, and several traitors had tied up Miss Golden Week, and he was sitting on the ground chatting about family life.

Anilu and Klockdar are still fighting, looking at the state of both sides, it is obvious that Klockdahl is better, after all, this is his home field, there is a steady stream of sand to use, on the other hand, Anilu is already a little weak.

Robin has not yet helped, just watching the play from the sidelines.

Krockdahl's face was gloomy, and he didn't expect that the cadres under him, anti-reaction, wounded and wounded, except for Miss Sunday, basically had no combat effectiveness to speak of.

He still underestimated the teenager, and judging from his current performance, he might be able to make a few moves with himself.

But the strangest thing is, why does he also have the Sand Fruit ability?

The well-informed old Sha suddenly thought of a legend about that god-level fruit.

Legend has it that the fruit has the ability of all fruits, but for so many years, it has never been discovered, and I never thought that it was in the hands of this young man, which is really infuriating!

Taking advantage of Lao Sha's distraction, Anilu killed again, and the two scuffled again.

Brontë looked at the battlefield of flying sand and stones, always looking for an opportunity, ready to give Klockdar a blow.

Finally, just when Klockdar wanted to elementalize to dodge the lightning attack, Brontë appeared behind him like a ghost, decisively using the Dark Fruit ability.

Klockdar's elementalization failed instantly, and he was directly hit by the 200 million volt Thor, and fell to the ground on the spot like an eagle with broken wings.

Brontë, who was done, clapped his palms and mocked mercilessly: "Cut, little Qiwuhai, it's just that, it's really disappointing for me!"