The old man was so angry that he ran away.

"Baba, baba~ Your companion ran away with a change of look in his eyes. Did he sense that the others were dead? I didn't expect that the guy who looked so weak actually had Observation Haki~ But Observation Haki alone is useless. Now I don't know how many of you guys have died~" The owl stepped on the moon step and danced a funny swan dance in the air, and its zipper-like mouth seemed to be unable to stop for a moment.

Franky took a boxer's stance, his floral shirt was unbuttoned, revealing his solid chest and abdominal muscles. His blue hair seemed to have lost its power and hung down casually on his head. His black sunglasses blocked his eyes, so his emotions could not be seen. Looking down... it was really a bit unbearable to look at. Under his blue briefs were thin legs that did not match his body. If it weren't for the leg hair, I'm afraid some pervert would say his legs were a joke.

"Those guys are very strong-willed. I will help them win and then go back to the Seven Seas Capital to have a drink and chat, so... get down here!"

Franky looked at the owl in the sky with some distress. This distance really limited his performance. He actually flew in the sky. He was so shameless...

The naughty boss can't get drunk and flies in the sky every day. Wu, I can't stop him at all...

Ah...

"Baba, don't you like chatting so happily? If I kill you, I can only chat with those boring guys. They... don't like chatting with me." The owl pouted and looked very aggrieved, then stepped faster in the air and appeared behind Franky in an instant: "Finger Gun. Beast Yan."

This was obviously a finger gun, but he punched Franky on the head. Judging from the sound of breaking wind, the power was far less than that of other finger guns. From the details, this guy's strength may not be as good as Kalifa who ate the bubble fruit.

But Franky's reaction was really slow. He took the blow directly with his face, and his body was hit and flew sideways. The quality of the sunglasses was really good. The man flew up, but the sunglasses didn't seem to be damaged at all. He flew and crashed into the wall, smashing the wall into pieces.

He stood up and spat out a mouthful of blood, and said unhappily: "The wind cannon just now consumed a lot..."

Bullshit... What wind cannon...

He got up again and took the boxing stance. Just as he was ready, the owl appeared in front of him and attacked him one after another.

Franky straightened his chest and took the attack abruptly. He grabbed the collar of the owl with one hand and punched it hard with the other hand.

"Iron block!"

Like the sound of hammering, the collision of iron and iron seemed a bit heroic. Owl stood still without moving, and his expression did not change. Franky's hand holding his hand loosened uncontrollably, retreated to the wall and knelt on one knee, the pain in his chest hit like a wave.

Owl's zipper-like mouth showed a bright smile, and its short legs shot out and kicked Franky in the face. Franky could not bear the impact and flew out again, smashing the wall on the other side and entering another room.

"Bang bang bang~ We CP9 have mastered the superhuman physical skills "Six Styles". You guys want to defeat us, isn't it too whimsical~ We who have successfully carried out assassination missions in the country are not something you little guys can match." Owl clapped his hands and danced a strange dance, leisurely chasing Franky.

From the outside, the room Franky was kicked into should be the kitchen. A huge refrigerator caught his attention. He suddenly opened it, and the corners of his mouth turned up, which made him look even more perverted for some reason...

He took out three bottles of Coke from it, then turned his head to look at Owl: "I just ran out of energy just now, and now it's just the beginning!" He said and drank the three bottles of Coke. Looking at this skilled posture, he must have done it a lot in normal times.

Owl frowned at Franky who was showing off his Coke, and suddenly felt that his opponent was not very smart. Is it normal for a normal person to run around and show off his Coke in the middle of a battle? No, running around in briefs should not be something a normal person would do.

"Shave!"

As if the past was replaying, the same posture as before appeared again. Franky took the blow and punched Owl in the face. The sound of iron hitting iron was heard again, but this time there was a dent on Owl's face. Franky only took a step back, but Owl was hit and flew away.

The collar was still in Franky's hand, and he ruthlessly

He pulled the owl back with a strong pull, and punched the owl's face continuously like a machine gun.

As the saying goes, don't hit people in the face... Franky's violent attack was all aimed at the face, which was a bit unethical.

"Lan Kick!" The slashing wave rushed towards Franky's crotch. Although it was a bit thoroughly modified, God knows whether it is still useful, but there is really no way. Franky let go of the collar of the owl and stepped back, barely dodging the slashing wave. He was just a little bit away from losing his briefs, and almost couldn't continue.

The owl kept touching his face with his hands, trying to make it look more normal, but it became more and more strange. He shouted angrily: "Why do you only hit the face! Iron block. Jade!" As he spoke, he jumped up, his body began to spin rapidly, and rushed towards Franky like a gyroscope.

Franky touched his lower body with lingering fear. This scene was really perverted. Looking at the spinning owl, he raised the corner of his mouth, casually... casually took off his palm, took out a long chain from his wrist, and started to play the spinning top...

This technique is obviously a veteran player. The owl's speed is getting higher and higher. Not only did it not cause any damage, but it also made him dizzy. Franky's move did not cause much damage, but it was indeed very insulting...

The owl supported his knees with both hands, staring at Frank while enduring the urge to vomit. Qi: "What the hell is your body like..."

Franky casually... casually put his palm back and danced a mechanical dance: "I... am... a... machine... a... robot..."

Owl gritted his teeth and stepped forward, and "Shave" was activated instantly, appearing in front of Franky: "Finger Gun. Beast Strict Secret. Owl Fist!"

Franky's mouth corners raised, not to be outdone, without any desire to dodge: "Franky Boxing!"

...The names of the two people's moves are really a bit sloppy.

However, the violent wind of the fists is not fake, and the sound of the fists hitting the flesh always makes people feel a little excited.

After a long time, Owl's fist hit Franky's chest weakly, and the force was like a spoiled child.

Owl rolled his eyes, and the foam and blood in his mouth mixed together. Franky's tall hair drooped down again after drinking Coke. The high-quality sunglasses were broken in half, revealing his tired and painful eyes.

Owl could no longer hold on, and his body fell limply to his knees in front of Franky and fell forward. Franky slightly sidestepped and sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

Franky vs. Owl.

Franky wins.

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