"help?"

Kerra quickly refused in panic and said, "No need! That bad guy is very strong!"

The enemy of the Ultraluke family is the "Celestial Dragon Man", and Sabo himself was a senior staff officer in the Revolutionary Army at a young age and a supernova who was appointed as the successor by the leader.

With such a sensitive identity and background, Kerra naturally dared not tell everything in front of a friend she had just met.

But the enthusiastic Nami urged Kerr's hand unyieldingly and persuaded:

"do not be afraid!"

"Even if that bad guy is a vicious pirate, my friend will never back down!"

"He's much scarier than the pirates."

Kerrah murmured subconsciously.

And under Nami's curious and eager gaze, Kerra suddenly woke up again, waved her hand in a hurry and refused:

"This is our business, so I won't bother Miss Nami!"

"If you want to take revenge, we friends should also help him."

"All right"

Nami reluctantly accepted Kerra's statement, but there was still a hint of sympathy between her eyebrows.

Kerrah hurriedly changed the topic:

"Speaking of it, the friend Miss Nami talks about"

"It should have a good relationship with you, right?"

“Hey?”

Nami didn't expect Kerra to ask about this.

Then, Nami replied without changing her face: "Yes."

""

Looking at Nami's indifferent reaction, Kerra didn't know how to answer the conversation.

At this time, a scream came from the streets in the distance.

Kerrah looked in the sound and saw a dense crowd naturally splitting a wide road. A tall man in a white suit was walking slowly forward carrying a box as big as a hill.

"That's my friend."

Nami pointed at Garen not far away and said.

"he"

Kerra asked in confusion: "Why is he carrying such a big box?"

“That’s all the clothes, shoes and jewelry I bought.”

Nami, who fell into the aristocratic class, showed her financial resources lightly:

"I'm sitting here having tea, just waiting for him to check out for me."

""

Kerra was speechless again. She worked hard to guide Sabo but was unable to make progress. She suddenly wanted to ask the Miss Nami in front of her for some successful experiences.

But the man in a white suit was not as gentleman as Kerra imagined. Before he got close, he began to complain to Nami:

"Nami!"

"This time we came to Shuizhi to build ships, not to buy clothes."

"Apart from the clothes you put at home, can you wear them all in your life?"

Nami's face turned slightly dark, and she just glared at Garen from afar.

Garen didn't realize it at all, but walked to Nami and put down the big box.

He was about to say something, and his expression suddenly solidified:

I saw that the white dress soaked in water on Nami's body had not yet dried, and the translucent fabric was pressed against her increasingly plump and toned body. At first glance, she looked a wonderful spring scenery.

"this"

Garen asked in shock:

"I won't let you go out with your shirtlessness, you're dressed like this?"

Nami stood up silently and walked forward, giving Garen a natural armed and domineering iron fist.

"It hurts, it hurts"

Garen, who did not turn on the data mode, felt the pain, and Nami became the only "strong man" in the world who could truly hurt Garen.

Nami dragged Garen over again, and introduced to Kerrah without changing her face:

"I made you laugh, this is my friend."

"Ha ha"

Kerra just laughed out loud for the interesting interaction between Nami and Garen, but when she looked up, she clearly saw Garen's face that was already quite famous.

Her face paled in an instant: "Galen?!"

Galen = Tianlong people = Sabo's genocide.

The nightmare of the past jumped out from the depths of her mind, and her fear and hatred for the nobles of the world made her body tremble uncontrollably, and Sabo's forced smile on his face made Kerra feel heartbroken.

The addition of new and old hatreds made the negative emotions in Kerra instantly soar to the extreme and burst out suddenly.

Kerra is not the weak young girl who could only kneel down and wipe the floor in front of the Tianlong people, but a successful and long-lived revolutionary army soldier.

So once she loses her mind, she will have a terrifying power when she takes all her strength:

"The fishman Karate·Two thousand tile fist!"

The most desperate gap in the world is the gap between people.

Croobi, a cadre under Aaron, has practiced for many years, but he has only barely broken through the realm of "one thousand".

And a human girl, Kerra, was able to easily hit "two thousand" fishman karate boxing when she was just adult.

But half a year ago, Croobi was able to knock Garen away with one punch, and now

Facing the fierce palm wind that Kerra waved out while waving his hand, Garen just stood forward and protected Nami behind him, and then turned on the data mode to summon a gorgeous armored sword.

Kerra's petite palm condensed with huge force. His arm, which hit like a siege hammer, tore the air and hit a white air wave visible to the naked eye in the air.

at last

Garen didn't even move his footsteps, and directly took the palm with his body.

"What?"

Kerra's palm was still printed on Garen's chest, and his face was filled with horror:

The attack she had all her might, and she couldn't even do anything to the armor on the other party's chest.

While Kerra was still stunned, Garen's wide palm clenched on her wrist like iron clamps.

Feeling the huge force coming from Garen's palm that could crush his wrist at any time, Kerra no longer dared to move easily, but just stood there in a dilemma with a pale face.

Before Garen could ask more questions, Nami stood up from behind Garen with excitement:

"Kerra!"

"I treat you as a friend, why do you attack me?"

Nami paused, but her words were not as honest as she was when she was alone with Kerra:

"Why are you attacking Garen?!"

Kerra's mouth stuttered, and instinctively felt a little sorry for Nami, a friend she had just met.

"Kerra?"

Galen frowned slightly, feeling a little familiar with the name.

Take a closer look at the girl in front of her, which is quite recognizable:

A little hat with a windshield glasses on his head, a shirt-style skirt on his body, and a bottom

The big white legs in stockings all looked similar, but they were not very recognizable.

Galen roughly recognized the girl's identity.

He was about to say something, but another loud shout came from his ear: "Let her go!"

Then came a howling fist wind:

"Dragon's Claw!"

The painted black armed aura wrapped around the claw-shaped fist, leaping into the air like a flying dragon.

Garen let go of Kerrah, who was clenched in his hand, then swung his sword and took the astonishing punch with his wide body.
To be continued...