Seeing Klow standing there, Donald frowned after giving his name. "It's basic politeness to hear other people's names before saying your own."
Upon hearing this, Kro adjusted his glasses and said calmly, "I don't have much patience for people who are looking for trouble."
"Yeah..."
Donald brandished his spear, slinging it from one shoulder to the other, then to the other, performing a flourish before casually pointing it diagonally at Crow.
"I hate rude people. I'll use you as a warm-up before dealing with Kuro."
Whoosh!
No sooner had he finished speaking than the Cross Spear made a whooshing sound as its tip reached Kro.
That speed...
Kro's pupils contracted, and he subconsciously crossed his arms. Black hair sprouted from his arms and rapidly expanded, transforming him into a human-beast form.
"Iron block!"
Bang!
Kro's feet were firmly planted in the ground. He moved back a few meters, carving a shallow furrow, and stared in astonishment at the cross-shaped gun.
The gun had a chain attached to its rear end. Donald pulled the chain, and the gun was pulled back, its handle now encased in the chain.
“You bastard…” Kro’s eyes darkened.
With just a throw, he was able to repel the beast-like version of him. And what was that force? He was only hit once, but his arm felt numb.
Not only is it fast, but its power is also impeccable.
Where did this thing come from?
The Land of Flowers, isn't that a country in the Western Sea?
Donald gripped the hilt of his spear, held it horizontally, and stomped his foot, making a dull thud on the ground.
"Flying Swallow".
call!
The spear swung horizontally at Kro, its momentum fierce and its speed incredible. The spear tip swept a curved, cold light through the air and arrived at Kro's head almost instantly.
"roar!"
At that moment, Kro's body swelled up, his knees bent in half, taking on a beast-like, recurved shape, transforming into a werewolf over five meters tall. He grabbed the light with his large hand and held the gun blade in his grasp.
"A rare Zoan type."
Donald looked surprised, but he didn't seem afraid.
After grabbing the cross-shaped gun, Kro quickly reached out with his other claw towards the person in front of him. His nails were sharp and gleamed coldly. If he got a firm grip, the burly man would have five more large bloody holes in his body.
Donald flicked his wrist, and Crowe felt the gun blade in his hand tremble. The tremor almost made him lose his grip, and his five fingers loosened. It was this loosening that allowed the gun blade to be pulled out and swung at an extremely tricky angle towards his attacking claws.
Bang!
Kro's claws were knocked away, and Donald closed in at that moment, raising the butt of his gun, the end stained with black, and struck Kro in the abdomen, knocking him back a few steps.
After knocking Klo aside, Donald twirled his gun, regained his stance, and exhaled.
"Hey, no way..."
This surprised even Lida.
This guy's marksmanship is pretty good!
The previous attack was wide-ranging and aggressive, but to break free from Kro's restraints and perform such tricky and rapid maneuvers with a polearm at extremely close range is a completely different style.
Two completely different styles were perfectly utilized by one person.
Moreover, the aura emanating from the end of that gun handle just now was one of domineering power.
Where did someone like that come from?
Who exactly are you?
Kro touched his abdomen and said solemnly.
This person is not a pirate.
Kuro has recently been keeping a record of all the pirates from the Golden Lion generation down to the Straw Hats and other Supernova eras, regardless of whether they are famous or not; he will remember those with a bounty of over 20 million.
The man in front of him is definitely worth more than 20 million in terms of strength, but he hasn't seen the man's bounty poster, so he's not a pirate.
If you're not a pirate, what are you doing on Moe Island...?
When Donald heard Crow ask his name again, he clasped his hands in a fist and said:
"My name is Donald, and I am from the Land of Flowers. My surname is Don. Donald means that I hope to be able to embrace good virtues. Please take care of me!"
Kro: "..."
No, I didn't mean to ask what your name is.
"What are you doing here?" Kro asked.
“It’s basic courtesy to give your own name after asking someone else’s name. I won’t answer if you don’t give your name,” Donald said.
"My name is Ke..."
"I'm here to take revenge on Kuro!"
"..."
Crow's temples bulged with veins. "I'll kill you, you believe me!"
“You can’t do anything to me. That was already confirmed. And I’m not looking for you, I’m looking for Kuro,” Donald shouted.
"What revenge do you want with Kuro?" Lida asked suspiciously.
"Oh, little Lida."
Donald looked at her and said, "His master killed my master before. My master was still thinking about it before he died, so I came here. I can't compare to my master's generation, but I don't think I'll lose to him as a disciple. That person is called Kuro."
Kuro's master?
Lida tilted her head.
Kuro...does he have a mentor?
I've never heard him mention it.
Didn't he cultivate all of that on his own?
Lida initially didn't believe it. That kind of swordsmanship was clearly systematic. If there was no inheritance, then Kuro was too monstrous.
However, as it turns out, he really was that monstrous and hentai.
Donald's words startled Sazir, who was standing nearby. He had felt that the man's marksmanship looked familiar, and now he was even more certain.
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