One Piece: Accidentally Becoming the King of the World

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"Hey, stop making trouble, Old Mo. The impact of this thing is quite powerful, and the recoil is very strong. Be careful and don't point it at boats and people."

Ger reminded.

Ling and Thors looked at each other, full of doubts in their hearts.

This guy really knows the specific function of the platoon shell.

"Got it, Boss Geer."

Moriah directly went in and out of his left ear and out of his right ear. Just after answering the captain, he turned to look at Barrett and asked with a smile:

"Heihehehe, how about it, Barrett, do you want to try the power? Without a target, I always feel that I can’t measure the effect."

"Boom! Without saying a word, Barrett put down the heavy dumbbells in his hands, walked straight to Moriah, crossed his hands on his chest, raised his chin high, and said with disdain:

"Come on, let me see what a little shell can do"

"no? you?"

Seeing that the big man with a shallot head really pointed the platoon shell at his companions and prepared to attack, both Thors and Aya were completely stunned.

Is there any serious illness in this group of people?

Or is it actually a private matter ?���Is there a blood feud among everyone?

Although they really want to sit back and ignore it, the shellfish belongs to them. If they don't stop it and they get lost, they might be angry at them again.

"Captain, stop them quickly, people will die! That's a platoon shell!"

Ling said anxiously to Captain Geer, the only one present who could possibly prevent this bizarre incident of manslaughter of teammates.

But Captain Geer smiled slightly and said nonchalantly:

"It's okay, let them play. If he dies, he can only blame himself for being a noob."

He clearly knows that the platoon attack shell is very powerful!

Doesn't the life of his companions not matter at all?

So ruthless!

What an indifferent man!!

Ling, who had just had some changes in Captain Geer, once again refreshed her view of the man in front of her. cognition

"Heihehehe, I'll do it then. Are you sure you don't need armed colors?"

"Hurry up, don’t worry about mother-in-law and mother-in-law!"

"Damn it, you are so arrogant, Barrett! Give it to me, Sinai!"

"boom!!"

Moriya pressed the button without hesitation, and a loud noise exploded on the ship.

It's over!

Ling had already turned her head to the side, not daring to look at the man's miserable condition. She could only hope that the doctor on the ship could save him. Bar

"Ah~this! How can this be?"

Ling didn't wait for the screams of the crowd, but heard Thors' exclamation first. She looked intently, and saw two tall figures in the field still standing upright. Except for the big man who took the volley attack from the front, Her hair was messed up and she didn't seem to be injured in any way.

"Humph, it’s pretty powerful. For such a small thing, it’s stronger than I thought. It’s quite cool. It can be used as a fan to blow some air after exercise!"

Gel couldn't help laughing. Barrett's mouth is really dark, especially this serious sarcasm is really unique.

"Brother, I want to play too."

Weibull looked at Barrett on the court with envy, walked to Geer and said

"this! How can it be? Could it be that I didn't store enough impact?"

Toles said to himself while still doubting his life. It's no wonder that he would think this way. The volley shell that he hid as a treasure in his hand as his last trump card was said by others to be as cool as the wind shells used in daily life. , how could he accept this?

"How to store the impact of this?"

Ger also hoped that Platoon could perform better, so he looked at Thors and asked

"It's very simple. Just aim at the side with the hole and release the impact. You can hit it with a big hammer or drop a boulder from a high place. It will automatically store the impact force it receives. The impact force that the platoon shell can store and release is just a normal impact. 10 times that of Bei! It shouldn't be like this!"

"What shouldn't be done? Shouldn't this girl be blasted to death?"

Geer joked

"right! Ah no, I mean..."

Thors' attention was all on Barrett and Pai Shibei, and he nodded subconsciously. Only after he finished speaking did he realize that he had said the wrong thing and quickly tried to explain.

"Haha, I'm just kidding you. I thought the same thing. This is a volley shell. The stored impact power must have been used up."

Gerr waved his hand casually to interrupt him, and then asked Weibull, who had itchy hands, to leave the field, and directed the two of them to cooperate to help the platoon hit Bei to recharge their energy.

"Lao Mo, hold Bei steady, Weibull, and punch the thing in his hand."

Toles originally wanted to suggest that it might be better to lift a heavy object to a high place and then smash it down hard to store the impact on Bei. He usually does this. This is much stronger than hitting with a fist or a big hammer. Many, but seeing Geer's confident look, he watched quietly without saying anything, hoping to wait until Geer realized that it didn't work and couldn't think of other ways to put forward his opinions.

"I'm going to fight!"

"Hello! You guy! Do you need to be so serious?"

Seeing that Weibull's whole body was glowing red and his right fist was completely black, Moriah suspected that this bastard wanted to take the opportunity to beat him, so he hurriedly covered his hands with his armor.

"boom!"

Weibull punched out with a full right punch. Thors and Ling were confused in the wind of the punch.

The sandbag-sized fist stopped a few centimeters away from the shell, and there was a strange fluctuation in the air between the fist and the shell. Moria's eyes widened in surprise, because he couldn't feel the power of Weibull's fist. It was amazing that the shell in his hand could absorb all the impact! Too lazy to use it, he casually held the shell in one hand to block Weibull's fist, and put his hand on his waist and shouted:

"Black hee hee hee? Is that all you have, Weibull? What a weak and pitiful fist! You don't even deserve to be tickled by me! You see, I don't have to be defensive at all."

Weibull ignored his taunt, his arm muscles swelled, veins popped out, and his originally stagnant fist began to move forward bit by bit.

Before Moria could be proud for too long, the volley shell in his hand suddenly began to tremble violently. Standing up, the proud smile on Moriah's face froze, and he was about to use both hands to hold it steady.

"ha!"

"Click! Click!"

"Boom!"

As Weibull roared, the shell in Moria's hand absorbed the impact beyond the limit and exploded with a burst of glass shattering.

"Ahhhh!"

Molia, who was unprepared and bore the brunt of the attack, was directly blown out of the ship.

A strong air flow swept the entire place.

Ajin grabbed Biya, who had already lifted her feet off the ground. Funi had already experienced this situation. Every time the captain conducts an experiment, she will stand farther away and hold the weight of Moissan, while Senior silently holds down Captain Gale's throne, otherwise it will be embarrassing when the captain is thrown away.

"What the hell! My volleyball! This is an extinct orphan product. I haven't used it to trick anyone yet, so why don't I just let it go? ?"

Ger jumped up from the sofa, and the cigarette in his mouth fell directly on the deck with excitement....