Chapter 36: Fang Lang's sword pressure (1/2)

Fang Lang's words revealed his identity, Bharati’s boss Red-footed Zefu grinned and said,
There are still people who remember me, really, the young man now.

With that, he looked at Fang Lang who was leaning on the stairs, but he was just an ordinary lame old man, but Fang Lang felt as if he was being stared at by a beast.
Domineering? No, it's just a kind of courage. Fang Lang thought to himself that the feeling that he was directly deterred by Director Marg on Fox Island was different, but he felt that this person was dangerous, rather than unable to resist.
Bang bang bang.
"It's worthy of being a pirate who has crossed the great route. It's really different from ordinary people." Fang Lang clapped his hands and applauded. Sooner or later, he will also learn to be domineering, and to feel more now, it will definitely help in the future.
"Haha, 10 million? But it's still a child." Zhefu took a few glances, but didn't care anymore. It was quite surprising that Fang Lang revealed his identity, and other than that, that was all.
Was looked down upon? Fang Lang squinted his eyes. He wanted to see that the battle between Zhefu and Crick had been deliberately provoked just now, but he didn't get what he had imagined.
"You...you are the red-footed Zhefu, but you are still alive. You were a pirate, but the incompetent pirate who ran to be a cook!" Crick was quite shocked by the appearance of the red-footed Zhefu. .
"So what? As you can see, I'm still alive, and I'm just a restaurant chef now." Zefu responded indifferently.
"Hahahaha... it's just nice," Crick laughed and said disdainfully: "Well, you can only be a chef, how about? Say goodbye to the days of pirates?"
After taunting, he said gloomily: "Said Red-footed Zhefu is a man who does not use his hands at all and only relies on kicking skills in battle. His strong feet can easily kick people's skulls, so he dyes his shoes red. , I gained the reputation of Red-footed Zhefu. But what about you now? Losing your most important foot, you are just a weak old man at this time."
His remarks surprised those who didn't know the inside story. He didn't expect Bharati's boss to have such a glorious past. Regrettably, Zhefu has lost his right foot, and he can never be the opponent of East China Sea Overlord Creek.
"So what?" Zefu said unmovedly, "Even if I don't have my feet, I can still cook, as long as the chef has his hands."
Crick showed contempt in his eyes and laughed: "Yes, you are just a cook now. If you know you, leave this ship behind. I can spare your life."
"Crick, you are afraid." Fang Lang suddenly interrupted, shaking his head and said: "It is rumored that you think you are invincible in the world. You are arrogant, ruthless, and despicable, so you will let the enemy go? You are not afraid of raising a tiger. Oh, I didn’t expect you to be such a coward, so disappointed."
As he said, Fang Lang shook his head.
"You bastard!" Crick's eyes were full of resentment, he glanced at Zhefu vigilantly, and the other side snorted: "It's just a pirate with a mere 10 million. What are you?"
"That's also ten times better than you, a loser." Fang Lang shrugged, pretending to say loudly, "This guy, yes, this is this idiot wearing a tortoise shell. He sailed on the great route for seven days, just seven days. Over time, 49 of his fifty pirate ships buried the sea, leaving them alone and fleeing back to the East China Sea in a desperate manner. It is unbelievable that such a person dares to dominate the king."
Crick's veins were violent, and he was so angry that he roared: "You don't know how high the sky is, go to hell!!"
Kacha Kacha, in a blink of an eye, more than a dozen black-hole muzzles emerged from Crick's body, his waist, neck, shoulders, palms, all the parts that could hide weapons, were all filled with guns by him. It was exposed all at once, and everyone was frightened.
"That pirate will be killed! Absolutely to death! He even offended Crick! Don't you want to die!!"
"Run away! It will be affected! That idiot!"
The diners evaded in a panic, hiding their bodies under the table one by one, trembling waiting for the roar of guns.
Da Da Da Da! !
I don't know what type of Crick's gun, it can fire a dozen times in a row, and a dense rain of bullets pours towards Fang Lang.
"This guy... didn't avoid it?!" Zhefu's gaze condensed, and his heart trembled. Even if he, under such dense bullet rain, he still has to think about finding a cover, "This guy will die. what."
Fang Lang's expression was calm, and he said softly, "I don't know who the tall and thick people are..."
Physical acceleration
While talking, the silver blade that Lang Ye slowly revealed, under Fang Lang's dance, he just waved it diagonally downward. Suddenly, a strong air current burst from the blade, sweeping the entire restaurant. Entering, countless tables and chairs were blown to the ground.
The trajectory of the bullets was affected by the airflow and shifted from their original positions. He flicked past Fang Lang's body one by one and hit the pillar behind the stairs.
"This, this is sword pressure?! This kid...!" Zhefu was the only one in the court who saw the cause and effect, and it was because of his understanding that he was even more shocked.
Sword pressure, that is the strength of the swordsman, a powerful swordsman, even as long as he swings his blade in the air, he can cut a distant object in half. Although Fang Lang's sword pressure is still immature, he has already begun to take shape. Fang Lang is too young. Zhefu can't believe that the opponent is a master of kendo for decades. That can only be attributed to his talent!
This man is a genius in Kendo!
If he knew that Fang Lang had only been in contact with Kendo for less than a month, he would be even more unbelievable.
In addition to the great pirate Redfoot Zhefu, there was another person who saw Fang Lang's sword pressure. That person was a member of the Straw Hat Pirate Group, a swordsman named Dandy.
Compared to Zeo, he is the most incredible person. As long as a swordsman, no one does not expect to understand the existence of sword pressure. He started practicing swords at the age of four, and now he is 19 years old for fifteen years. They only know a little bit of fur.
Dandy couldn't bear it, and the jealousy in his chest was like a flood, which was hard to suppress.
"No, it's impossible... I didn't hit or hit it!!" Crick widened his eyes and said in surprise, "Who are you?!"
Silently retracted Lang Ye's scabbard, Fang Lang shook his head and whispered softly: "At this level, you can't even test the philosopher. As expected, people who rely on equipment are really boring."
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