Chapter 68 He Smiled and Knelt

Darren stroked the stubble on his chin and stared at the red light ball in the shape of a bear paw with interest.

I have to say, this thing looks pretty cute.

But cute as it is, Darren knows that this is not just a light pad of meat.

The pain and fatigue accumulated over the years are not to be underestimated.

Even if we put aside the countless brutal battles, the fatigue caused by the hellish training day after day is not something that ordinary people can bear.

If you touch it a little, you will probably have to kneel down and give up on the spot.

And this is a highly concentrated "concept" energy, not a normal "bear paw impact" highly compressed air cannon.

If it is the latter, you only need to find an uninhabited island or sea area to release it.

Xiong pondered and said in a muffled voice:

"My ability cannot make these things disappear out of thin air. Someone else needs to bear it."

Darren frowned:

"What if no one bears it?"

Xiong scratched his head and smiled gently:

"Then I can only bear it."

"If no one bears the fatigue and pain in a short period of time, these things I shoot out will naturally enter my body."

This is also what he did in the past.

He was gentle and couldn't bear to see the poor people suffer from the pain of the disease, so he volunteered to help those people bear these unbearable pains.

Although they could find some "scapegoats".

For example, arrest some pirates who have committed many crimes and let them bear these "pains" and "tiredness" as a punishment for them.

But unfortunately, in the past, he and Dorag often treated people in some poor countries or slums, and not every time they could catch pirates in time to bear it.

So in the end, in order to avoid the pain and fatigue caused by "shooting away" from accidentally hurting innocent people, Xiong would take the initiative to bear it silently.

While they were talking, the dark red ball of light had begun to move slowly and unconsciously.

The speed was very slow, but it was obviously floating towards the bear.

"Hahaha, it's okay, let me bear it for you, Darren!"

At this time, Dorag laughed heartily.

He exuded a domineering sense of righteousness, and his smile was full of inexplicable infectiousness.

Darren said with interest:

"Are you sure? I always feel that this thing is not something that ordinary people can bear, Dorag."

Dorag laughed disapprovingly:

"Are you looking down on me? Don't forget, I am a strong man who took off the name of 'monster' earlier than you!"

There was a glimmer in the depths of his eyes.

If I help Darren bear these pains and fatigue, he will accept this favor from me. When he asks for money later, he will be embarrassed not to give it to him, right?

Dorag's calculations are very loud in his heart.

In the past, he disdained Bailey.

Money is something that corrodes will and faith. I, the future Admiral of the Navy, Monkey D. Dragon, don't need it!

But after more than half a year of poverty, he couldn't survive a day without a meal!

Thinking of this, Dragon's smile became even more intense, and he took a step forward with righteousness:

"It's just some hidden injuries and pain. With our friendship, what if I bear it for you!?"

He raised his hands, with a heroic and fearless attitude...

His two arms sank heavily into the dark red and almost black bear paw light ball.

One second,

Two seconds,

Three seconds,

The smile on Dragon's face suddenly froze.

As if he had suffered some terrible shock and trauma, his skin twitched all over his body, his expression was distorted, and his body couldn't stop shaking.

Then...

With a bang.

He knelt on the ground.

Bear:...

Darren:...

Dragon:...

The air suddenly became unusually quiet.

"Ahem... I'm just a little unaccustomed to it."

Drager's face flushed, and he stood up tremblingly with his hands on his knees, his legs shaking like sieves.

But as he spoke, he looked at the ball of stuff with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

He dared to swear that in that moment just now, he saw his deceased grandmother!

Darren, no, these "pains" and "tiredness" discharged... are simply too terrifying!

It's not that he had never tried to endure the pain that the bears took out of the sick people before, but this can't be compared with Darren in any way!

It's simply not the same order of magnitude!

If you have to compare it by quantity, the pain and fatigue taken out of Darren is a hundred or even a thousand times that of a terminally ill patient!

If he hadn't experienced it himself, Drrager would never believe that the human body could bear such terrible pain!

Thinking of this, Drrager and the bear couldn't help but look at the vice admiral in front of them with doubtful eyes.

What exactly is this guy's body made of! ?

And an even more incredible question that made their scalps tingle also arose from it -

How many times has Darren experienced life-and-death battles, the brink of despair, and the edge of physical collapse! ?

Monster... This is the real monster!

They looked at Darren with deep admiration and admiration.

Compared to the "monsters" with extraordinary talents like Dragon, Sakaski, Borsalino and Kuzan, Darren, who relied purely on fighting and training and endured unimaginable hardships and pain... is the real monster!

At this moment, Dragon finally realized why Darren's strength improvement speed was so exaggerated.

It turned out that he was risking his life in almost every training and battle!

This madman...

Bear and Dragon swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a gurgle.

They couldn't help but look at the dark red light ball with a black color again, their expressions were bitter, and they subconsciously took a step back.

Even after the round of absorption that Dragon "knelt directly" just now, the size of this thing was only reduced by less than one-fifth.

The remaining four-fifths... If they were to bear it, they would probably have to lie in bed for half a month even if they didn't die.

"Uh... that, Darren..."

Dragon hesitated.

"Okay, okay, I'll take care of it."

Darren looked at him unhappily, then took out a newly equipped Den Den Mushi and dialed Stussy's number.

"This is Darren, help me find 10... huh?"

Drager gestured and blinked desperately.

Darren raised his eyebrows and continued:

"... 30, no, 100 deserving criminals or pirates come here."

"Well, be quick, three minutes."

After saying that, he hung up the Den Den Mushi call.

Happy Street is Stussy's territory. With her power and means, it should not be a problem to find a hundred unlucky guys on this island within three minutes.

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