"Huh! Calm down, be sure to calm down!" At this critical moment of life and death, Buffett regained a trace of his former feeling and his brain began to run at a rapid speed.

"This fence is made of the latest alloy. If you want to destroy it, you can't do it in a short time. In other words, the escape route is not feasible. Can you only fight with him?"

"But I have not experienced a battle of the same level for almost ten years, and the guy in front of me is obviously out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood. If I fight to the death, I can't be his opponent!"

"But, there is no need for me to fight him to the death. I will delay it for a while. As long as the leader of Huajiao comes to support him, it will be hard to say who will lose and who will win."

Thinking of this, Buffett took a deep breath and turned around with a smile, "Haha! Is your lord Apophis the Red Swordsman? I am the master here, Benjamin Buffett, welcome to the Mafia's paradise!"

However, Apophis continued to approach.

"Maybe... there are some misunderstandings between Lord Apofis and me, but as long as the matter is made clear, I think we can still be friends."

Seeing that the other party still had no reaction, Buffett was a little panicked and asked anxiously, "Who wants to kill me? No matter how much the other party gives, I am willing to pay double... no, triple reward!"

...

"Is there really no room for negotiation? I have a pirate who offers a reward of 120 million Baileys. If it is really a slaughter, it will be of no benefit to anyone!" Buffy threatened with a fierce and weak threat, quietly moving his foot to the side.

His three flails hung on the side wall, which were once proof of his strength, but as time passed, it had been stained with a lot of dust and even rust.

"I'll give you a chance to pick up your weapon." Under the deadly grimace mask, Apophis's indifferent voice finally came.

Buffett was stunned. He didn't expect that his intentions would be completely seen through, and the other party did not intend to launch a sneak attack when he had no weapons. Is it the kind of pedantic and vulgar Bushido, or is it just looking down on him?

"Hehe! This kind of despised attitude is really a big deal. I hope you don't regret your current choice later. My name is Buffett's skull-breaking..."

Buffett originally wanted to continue talking trash, but found that Apophis's stagnant pace continued to move forward, which scared him so much that he didn't dare to whine any more, so he stepped forward and took off his weapon.

It was a two-meter-long iron rod with three spherical hammers tied to the top with chains. The sharp barbs shone coldly in the sun. In short, it was a special weapon formed by three meteor hammers tied to an iron rod.

With the weapon in hand, Buffett seemed to have regained his lost confidence. He raised his hands above his head, waved three flails, and the meteor hammer rotated at an extremely fast speed, making a shocking sonic boom.

If this hits a person's body, it is afraid that the enemy will become a pool of meat paste in an instant.

"I used it to crush countless enemy skulls, Apophis, you are not the first, and will never be the last!"

Apophis walked silently, and an ancient long sword slid down from the palm of his right hand, reflected by the green flames, with a sharp momentum, as if he had changed from a wandering ghost to a life-seeking ghost.

"How could your sword come out of your body? What's going on with this dark and evil flame? Are you a human, a ghost or a monster?"

The oldest and strongest emotion of human beings is fear, while the oldest and strongest fear is unknown.

In this situation that was obviously beyond his own cognition, Buffett kept retreating and quickly leaned against the cold fence.

Nowhere to escape!

The fear reached its extreme was complete anger. Buffett waved three flails and roared hysterically, "You damn monster, get me back to where you should go!"

In the world of pirates, powerful forces can destroy everything.

Like Edward Weibull, who claims to be Whitebeard II in the future time and space, just because he has the same power as the whitebeard when he was young, he can become one of the King's Seven Warlords who suppressed the great route.

Buffett's power is naturally not as good as that kind of monster, but there is no error in the description of him in the information. He does have the terrible monster power of smashing a hill with one punch. Under his command, three meteor hammers hit the ground with a bang, and spider-web-like cracks quickly spread to all directions.

With just one blow, the hall collapsed halfway.

However, it was this power comparable to the giants that when the meteor hammer was trampled by Apophis, he blushed and could not pull it out.

"What a joke, comparing strength, how could I lose to a swordsman?" Buffett's heart was completely occupied by fear, and the power he was proud of was actually compared by a swordsman.

Indeed, the most powerful swordsman must have the ultimate power and speed.

Without strength, there is no attack, and without speed, there is no hit.

On the contrary, in terms of physical fitness, swordsmen who pursue extreme attacks are usually crispy.

But relatively speaking, ordinary swordsmen win at speed, and as for attacks, they can be completely left to weapons to make up for it.

It is precisely because of this that when Buffett found that the other party's power was still above him, he was so scared. Is this guy not having any weakness at all?

At this moment, Apophis suddenly raised his toes. Buffett had no time to regain his strength and fell out of control. Three meteor hammers flew back and hit him, making him scream.

"Apophis, what do you mean?" Buffett said gritting his teeth, and then he heard the indifferent voice coming from under the mask again.

"The game is over here. I'm not interested in continuing to play with a waste like you."

"Play? You said you were playing?" Buffett's blood was surging, and his eyes were red. He actually roared. His muscles were like an old tree, and explosive power continued to gush out of his body.

"There is a limit to look down on people! Go and die!"

The extremely fast-rotating meteor hammer fell with a bang, faintly carrying the turbulent sound of wind and thunder.

Apophis held the right hand of the Seven-Star Sword and slid it upwards. There was no fancy skills, only the ultimate speed and strength.

The meteor hammer cast by steel instantly annihilated into powder, as if it was eroded by time, and it had dissipated without a trace in a blink of an eye.

Buffett was blown away by a huge force, and even the fence made of alloy was instantly broken.

"If it were ten years ago, I would never be as embarrassed as I am now..." Buffett fell to the ground, looking up at the grimace mask with his head raised.

"When you choose to retreat from the great route, you are destined to be a loser!" Apophis's cold voice broke his last fantasy.

"Is today's failure ten years ago?" Buffett murmured to himself in a daze.

"What a joke? Just one blow will make the underground master of the Aitfeld Kingdom, and Buffett, who once offered a reward of 120 million Bailey, lose his ability to resist!" Capone Becky, who was watching from a distance, was heartbroken. Although he had the idea of ​​fucking Buffett himself, he was much weaker than Buffett in terms of strength. Otherwise, he would not have been at peace for so long.
Chapter completed!