Vol 3 Chapter 12: consider

"Youth, the navy that ambushed outside the hotel is killed. If you can survive, I will consider teaching you swordsmanship. How?" Noel thought of something, looked at Shanks on the ground with evil smiles, wanted to see Will he do it.
After finishing speaking, Noel immediately exchanged a knife from the system before Shanks looked up, and threw it directly at him.
Shanks, who had just raised his head, saw a knife with a red scabbard flying in his direction. He immediately reached out and grabbed it, then stood up from the ground, holding the one in the red scabbard. Knife.
Straight from Noel's side, Shanks broke through the window at the end of the corridor, jumped directly from the second floor, pulled out the knife in the red scabbard, and prepared to fight with the navy.
Suddenly, the figure jumped out from the second floor of the hotel, and the navy who was in the ambush position looked at the figure who jumped off, and the sabre and the gun in the handshake became alert.
Shanks, who jumped from the second floor, rushed towards the navy as soon as it fell to the ground, and easily abolished several dazed navies.
With the injury of the personnel, the shouting made the navy ready to ambush. Now they no matter who they want to ambush. If they don’t take the teenager in front of the attack, they will have no time to deal with it. The goal that appeared.
"Take him as fast as possible!!" The captain who first reacted yelled at the soldiers who had not fully recovered.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Hearing the scream of the captain, the naval soldiers with guns shot at Shanks one after another, and several bullets drove past quickly.
"puff!"
Although Shanks tried his best to evade, Bai Miyi was sparsely hit by a bullet and hit his left shoulder, causing the red scabbard he gripped to fall to the ground.
"Take advantage of him now and get me alive!!" The captain leading the team pulled out the saber he was wearing and took the lead and rushed up immediately.
The navy soldiers next to him also took out sabers, followed the captain behind them, and rushed to the enemy covering their left shoulders, intending to obey the captain's instructions and take down the red-haired teenager wearing a straw hat.
"Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!"
Soon, the injured Shanks remembered the domineering that Rayleigh had taught. By seeing the domineering, he avoided the slashes again and again, and got into a fight with the rushing navy.
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However, Shanks, who is not yet skilled in domineering, will still be slashed by the navy from time to time, but it is not a vital part, because he knows that he cannot use domineering perfectly, so he tries to avoid those sabers that are critical to attack.
As for those attacks that are not fatal, try to avoid them or block them with a knife. If you can’t hide, you can only get a knife. It is better than being attacked. At least in such a large number of people, you still have It can be a battle force, rather than being taken down by the Navy after a serious injury.
"At this time, Shanks can be said to be a rookie. It seems that 20 years after Roger's death, he gradually grew up and awakened the domineering domineering." Noel stood beside the broken window. Watching Shanks besieged below.
Originally, Noel thought that Shanks should now have no problems with ordinary navies. At least he would not be injured by close people, but he was still cut.
The reason is very simple. Shanks did not completely kill those navies, that is, he was trying his best to make those navies lose their fighting power, instead of killing them directly, which caused him to be cut by the saber.
"It's really boring enough, and this boring sympathy will sooner or later kill the people around you." Such bored sympathy, in Noel's opinion, is nothing to find trouble for yourself, you don't have to be injured, you have to do it. The scars are so happy.
After a long time, the battle finally came to an end. The navy ambushing outside the hotel fell to the ground and groaned in pain, but no one died, and at most temporarily lost their combat capabilities.
And Shanks was not much better now, and bored sympathy also scarred him, struggling to use Knor to give the knife to stand on the ground to support his body, breathing heavily.
It seems that without killing these dozens of navies, it would be a bit tiring to make them all lose their combat capability.
At this time, Noel also walked out of the inn, but he did not stop. He walked directly past Shanks and walked toward the port. There was no meaning to stop.
Shanks took a few deep breaths, ignoring the bleeding wounds on his body, picked up the scabbard not far from the ground, and flicked the blood that was still dripping from the flick before he inserted the knife into the scabbard. Keep up with Noel walking in front.
The people hiding in various shops, as well as the informants, can only watch the two leave, because neither of them wants to be a member of the ground, it is simply to find themselves uncomfortable.
"Junior, what are you doing with me? You haven't killed all the navy, so I'm not obligated to fulfil my promise. Hurry up and stay where I am!" Noel, who was carrying the sword, frowned slightly. As he walked to the back, Shanks who followed followed said.
"You said at the time, if I survived, I would consider teaching me swordsmanship!" Shanks said, holding the knife tightly, very seriously, completely omitting the first half of the sentence.
"Hello! Don't omit the first half of the sentence automatically. This person listens to only half of it. Who taught you!" After hearing the words from behind, Noel's mouth twitched, and he immediately stopped and turned to look. Shanks behind him.
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