Masochistic Old Timer

"How do you feel?"

Vlad squatted on the ground and looked at the chef with great interest.

"Eh, how should I put it?"

Dino turned his head slightly and dodged a bullet that was directly aimed at his head. He waved his right hand and a viscous liquid splashed out. In an instant, it wrapped up a hooligan with a ferocious face and a long knife in his hand that was aimed straight at his shoulder.

"Well, maybe it's because the development is not enough."

Dino was still at ease under the siege of dozens of hooligans. In the face of enemies that were tens of times stronger than him, this man was always able to easily dodge the long knives that were slashing at him, and he was always able to easily dodge the fatal bullets.

The role of Haki is to cheat in this way. This man, Dino, is undoubtedly not considered outdated even in the new world. It is indeed a bit overqualified to bully these punks here.

"I feel that it is not very convenient to use it,"

Dino said, but his hand did not seem to be in the least bit uncomfortable. With a wave of his hand, a large white substance emitting a rich sweet fragrance flew out from his hand. With a majestic force, it instantly smashed into a group of people.

"Sweet cream!"

Dino named this move.

Although it was soft, that amount was not a joke. In addition to its astonishing speed, it could be considered a very useful move.

"Ah! It's so sweet!"

One of the thugs who had been hit had no expression of pain at all. He covered his face with both hands, and his eyes were full of peach blossoms. His expression looked extremely happy.

"So happy!"

His companion, the other one who had been hit, also had a happy face, and his face was flushed.

"Desserts can bring happiness to people."

Dino, the chef, said, "The so-called cooking is to use the heart. This is my way of cooking."

"Thank you for tasting! Your hospitality was poor!"

Vlad's Adam's apple was clearly rolling up and down, and there was an obvious desire in his eyes. It was the most real desire for beautiful things.

"It's great, this fruit is really great!"

Vlad thought, "I really want it. Why, why did I eat a fire dragon fruit in an impulse? Isn't this fruit very good? Why can't I wait for it?"

"Impossible, this is impossible, how is this possible!"

The afro-head who had previously tried to blackmail Vlad and Vlad was now somewhat on the verge of collapse as he grabbed his hair off his head, his face filled with disbelief. "How is this possible? How can we defeat such a monster!"

"Why? Didn't you say that it hasn't been long since you ate the fruit? Why is it so strong?"

The afro-head collapsed. It was completely useless. No matter how many people rushed up, no matter how many knives they used, no matter how many guns they fired, it was completely useless. Not to mention injuring the man, even if he was a little serious, he would not be able to do it. Was such a battle really meaningful?

"What are you still standing there for?"

The bald head boss, who was panting heavily, felt that it was difficult to stand with a knife, but he still slapped the back of the head of the afro-head as if he was busy. "Do you really want to die? Even a chef is strong to such an extent. It can be imagined how strong that man is. Do you really want to die?"

"'...I got it."

The unwilling afro-head gritted his teeth and remembered the horror of the man before. His arms, which were already sore and weak, had strength again. He raised his long knife and rushed up.

"Pfft!"

What awaited him was a lump of cream.

"Ah! I'm so happy!"

Covered in white, the afro was as happy as a two-hundred-pound child, and even had a childlike smile on his face.

"Am I the only one left?"

The bald boss looked around.

His subordinates were scattered all over the ground, and he was the only one left standing.

"Yep, you are the last one."

Dino looked at the man who had been knocked down several times and still stood up. He had a rare interest and asked, "Even if you are alone, do you still want to continue fighting?"

"I can't help it!"

The bald boss's body was a little trembling, and the hand holding the knife was trembling, but his tone was as firm as his eyes: "If I could run, I would have run away. The problem is, if i don't fight,"

"There is only death!!!"

The bald boss rushed forward, not very fast, after all, he was just an ordinary person who had undergone a little training, and his physical strength was just that. Compared with Dino, who was not weak and domineering, he was no different.

"Alright, then, as a response to your determination, I will let you see the other move!"

Dino said, "I am quite troubled with this move."

Something yellow gushed out from his body and gradually condensed. Gradually, it gathered behind him and a huge figure appeared behind him.

"This is..."

The bald boss opened his eyes wide, and the long blade in his hand unconsciously fell to the ground.

"What is this?"

"Hard butter - oil giant!"

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"Are you done?"

Vlad stood up and looked at Dino with jealousy.

"Yes."

Being stared at by Vlad with a strange look, Dino was a little confused. He did not understand what his captain meant.

"Did i go too far?"

Dino asked.

"Are you alright?"

Vlad looked at the hooligans who had fallen to the ground. They were either unconscious or had a blissful look on their faces as they fell into the cream. They were not too cruel. After all, these guys were at most seriously injured. According to the physique of the people in this world, it was not difficult to recover. As for those who were lying in the cream and refused to get up, they were completely unharmed.

Other than this one, he looked at the bald boss, who was completely distorted and had less breath, "It's just that I thought you would go easy on this baldy. I think you quite admire him."

"It's because I admire him that I used the strongest move I developed to deal with him!"

Dino's voice sounded very firm, and he did not feel that he had done anything wrong. "This is respect for the enemy."

"Yes, as long as you're happy."

Vlad could only respond this way.

"Huh?"

Vlad turned his head abruptly, but he saw nothing.

"What's wrong?" Dino asked.

"Nothing!"

Vlad grinned. He picked up the box on the ground and turned to Dino, "Go back, chef. Your goal has been achieved. There is no need to stay any longer."

"Yes."

Dino did not say much.

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"It is really amazing."

In the bar, a man pushed open the door. He had white hair and a scar on his left eye. He wore a pair of glasses on his eyes. Not only did he not have a bit of scholarly air, but because of his wise and calm eyes, he gave him a bit of domineering air.

"Oh, you're here?"

Shakky, who was sitting behind the counter and smoking quietly, looked a little surprised.

"Rayleigh!"