One Punch of Justice

"You...you bastard..."

After a long time, the rest of the pirates came back to their senses and looked at the ugly bald head in horror.

How can it be! ?

Sora was instantly killed with just one blow! ?

Even if it is a counterfeit made by deforming leaves, it is impossible to be so weak! ?

wrong……

It must be an illusion!

Must be hallucinating!

"Everyone, don't be fooled by him!"

One of the pirates whose body seemed to be stitched with needles and threads pointed at Saitama and roared: "He must have played some tricks to kill Sora! Don't be afraid, everyone! As long as we swarm up, we can definitely chop this bald man into meat sauce!!! "

This roar seemed to give the pirates courage.

So those pirate overlords who once dominated the sea took out their weapons one after another, wrapped their bodies with armed arrogance, and rushed towards Saitama viciously!

"Die!"

"I am going to kill you!"

"Let's show you the strength of us who once competed with the Four Emperors for supremacy!"

"Bald boy, you..."

...

Countless clamoring horror sounds sounded all around.

But Saitama didn't panic at all, and his face still had that listless expression like a salted fish.

Bending over to pick up Smoker.

In the blink of an eye, Saitama had already broken through the siege and came outside.

"Sorry, excuse me."

After all, Saitama has already rushed towards the way he came with the fainted Smoker on his back.

And behind him, the bodies of those pirate overlords gradually began to become distorted, collapsed, and out of shape.

Immediately afterwards, those flesh and blood turned into many dead leaves.

Floating without a trace.

The onlookers below were stunned.

Everything is like a dream.

The villains who were arrogant and doing whatever they wanted just now were all killed by a bald man who looked like a weak chicken!

What is he...

Who is it! ?

After a long time, someone was the first to react, and with an exclamation, other people around were awakened.

After confirming that all of this was true, and that those villains were really wiped out, people scattered, crying and laughing, and returned home one after another, hugging their relatives and weeping bitterly.

...

Carrying Smoker on his back, he hurried back quickly.

Not far away, the originally fierce fighting sounds have gradually subsided, and it seems that the battle has been settled.

Smoker, who was behind him, was awake for a while. When he found out that he had been rescued, he first thanked him, and then asked weakly, "Who are you...the navy..."

"It will be soon."

Saitama glanced at Smoker behind him and said, "Go on sleeping, there is no problem anymore, Mr. Garp has received your call for help, and we will take care of the rest..."

"No...it's not that simple..."

Smoker coughed violently twice, gritted his teeth and said reluctantly: "That... the guy who calls himself 'Red Earl'...has a kind of 'deformation leaf' that can conjure anyone...Even Mr. Garp, if he meets that Such a despicable method... may not be able to... ahem..."

"Is that so?"

Saitama raised his eyebrows clearly: "No wonder Mr. Karp said that the other party is a counterfeit..."

Smoker tried his best to prevent himself from falling into a coma again: "So... Hurry up and ask the headquarters... for help..."

"That's not necessary."

Saitama turned back and showed a bright smile: "I'm here, please rest assured!"

Smiling against the sun, Smoker was in a daze for a moment.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he had already arrived at the battlefield.

And his ominous premonition came true after all—Garp was lying on the ground covered in blood, the entire navy was wiped out, but the Red Earl standing in front of him was unscathed!

...

"No matter how strong it is, it is absolutely impossible to defeat so many legends..."

The Red Earl leaned on his cane, and looked down at Garp on the ground with a rather heroic look: "Whether it is Newgate or you, after all, they are still defeated by the years. No matter how strong you are when you are young, you will become weak when you are old...so It took me several years to find the 'animal-type bat fruit - phantom beast vampire form' that can make me immortal and youthful forever..."

"It's so lonely, Garp..."

The Red Earl raised his cane and pressed it between Garp's eyebrows: "Now, even if I don't do anything myself, I am enough to become the emperor of the world. No matter the world government or the navy, no one can stop me... I originally wanted to die when Roger died. The local government offered the head of the lieutenant colonel of the navy as a blood sacrifice for me to overthrow the world, but sure enough... I still admire your head more... Garp!"

After all, the Red Earl's armed weapon was wrapped around the top of the cane, and he was about to stab Garp in the head immediately.

But at this most critical moment, a voice stopped his movements.

"Hey! The old man over there, stop!"

Saitama put Smoker down, pointed at the Red Earl, and said righteously: "I won't let you mess around anymore, surrender now!"

Hearing Saitama's voice, Garp, who was lying on the ground, barely raised his head.

The happiest smile appeared on the bloody old face: "You... you are finally back, private!"

Saitama scratched his head with a smile: "Ah, sorry, it took me a while to find the execution platform, otherwise it would be faster..."

Unguarded movements, comical faces.

His thin body does not show the characteristics of a strong person, and even his tone of voice is frivolous and casual, like a trash waiting to die.

The Red Earl suddenly felt that Garp was a little pitiful.

"Is he the reinforcement you're waiting for? It's ridiculous..."

The Red Earl held his head proudly, and looked at Saitama's bald head contemptuously: "Now that things are up to now, what can you, a private, do to me..."

The wind blows.

The head fell to the ground.

Saitama didn't know when he was already behind him, squatting in front of Garp and asked, "Are you okay, Mr. Garp?"

"Hey, it doesn't get any better than this..."

Garp's face was still bleeding, but he smiled happily: "The old man told him that not only he has helpers, but I also have powerful reinforcements...so he has been waiting for you for a long time...hahaha... ..."

"Ah, so..."

Saitama turned back, glanced at the red earl who was dying on the ground, and waved his hand: "Sorry, I kept you waiting."

The poor Red Earl, a hero of his generation, finally had the capital to make a comeback, but died at the hands of the bald devil on the first day he was about to go to sea.

Karp's tears were about to flow from his smile, but he quickly pulled the wound on the corner of his mouth, and took a breath: "Hiss..."

Just about to cover his mouth, but Garp immediately found that Saitama was looking at him, and immediately blushed, and put on a tough guy:

"Ahem, I was asking...how is Smoker...?"