Liu Feng shook his head helplessly.
This Whitebeard—hadn't he learned anything after dying once?
"You say, 'Be my son,' to everyone you meet. Aren't you afraid of getting beaten up?"
"I'm asking Liu Feng, what does it have to do with you two?!" Whitebeard shot a glare at Roger and the Golden Lion, who had stood up "ungratefully."
Roger and the Golden Lion froze, their faces turning bright red as they stammered.
They couldn't just confess the truth—Liu Feng's threats had them scared.
The memory of Doflamingo's lesson was still fresh in their minds.
It had been a bloody reminder.
But for the sake of pride, they couldn't explain themselves.
All they could do was stubbornly hold their ground and say, "It just won't work!!"
Roger gritted his teeth.
"Newgate, you bastard, I haven't even settled the score with you over Ace yet!!"
Whitebeard sneered.
"Ace volunteered to call me daddy!"
Suddenly, he winked at Roger, his smugness apparent. "By the way, you haven't met Ace yet, right?"
"Now that you mention it, he still hasn't called you 'Dad.'"
"Gulala!"
Having said that, Whitebeard couldn't help but laugh triumphantly.
Roger's face suddenly turned purple and blue, and he felt very aggrieved.
It would be fine if Whitebeard didn't say it, but once he said it, Roger got angry.
He suddenly gave the Golden Lion a look.
With a loud bang, Roger's figure exploded into a ball of flame, hurtling toward Whitebeard.
"Hey, hey, hey, Roger, what are you doing? You want to fight?" Whitebeard's expression shifted slightly as he reacted.
He threw a punch, fast as lightning.
Roger responded with his own, and in an instant, a violent surge of energy swept through the air.
Flames erupted, and suddenly, the Golden Lion's figure appeared behind Whitebeard.
The earth cracked open, rising to bind Whitebeard's body tightly.
Whitebeard frowned, his frustration mounting.
"What the hell are you two doing?!"
But before he could react further, Roger and the Golden Lion had already charged forward, each locking their arms around Whitebeard from either side.
Then, in unison, they shouted at Liu Feng:
"Liu Feng!!"
"Come!!"
"Kill this bastard a hundred times!!"
A hundred times?
Whitebeard was a little confused.
Marco was also stunned, confused by this sudden scene.
Liu Feng smiled, about to speak, when suddenly, a gust of wind howled from behind.
White wings flapped rapidly through the air, cutting through the wind with a sharp whistle.
"It's a good opportunity."
The haki-coated black cane slammed into the back of Liu Feng's head with immense force!
The attacker was none other than the Blackbeard Pirates' navigator, Captain of Ship No. 5, and the "Demon Sheriff"—Laffitte!
"Careful!!"
Whitebeard and Marco both shouted anxiously at the same time.
But at this moment a strange scarlet light suddenly flashed from the depths of Liu Feng's eyes.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
On one side of the figure the stick of the " Demon Sheriff" Laffitte missed directly.
Boom!!
The earth was shattered by the domineering aura wrapped around the staff.
Laffitte was stunned.
Then his eyes suddenly widened and his pupils shrank like thin needles.
A dazzling light gradually enlarged before his eyes.
That is!!!???
Marco was stunned.
Whitebeard also had an expression of disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
A milky white halo enveloped Liu Feng's fist.
The trembling air seemed to be emitting an unbearable scream of terror.
It was the power to destroy the world!!
Liu Feng sneered.
Without even looking at it, he threw a heavy punch behind him with his backhand!
Bang!!
Laffitte's body froze after his failed sneak attack in mid-air.
It was like being frozen alive in space.
His eyes widened, and his pupils were filled with hideous bloodshot.
"Tremor-Tremor Devil Fruit!!"
A glaring streak of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth and flowed down.
Crackling!
The moment the words left his mouth, the air around Liu Feng seemed to vibrate with a deafening, explosive sound.
Like a spider's web, countless cracks spread across the void.
Then, in the stunned and horrified gazes of the onlookers, Laffitte's body was torn apart with a thunderous bang. His flesh and blood scattered, raining down like sticky droplets of blood.
The earth was filled with a rustling sound, the scene unfolding like a gruesome screen of crimson.
It was a sight so bloody, it seemed to saturate the very air itself.
"The Tremor-Tremor Fruit!! How could you possibly possess my power!!"
This time, Whitebeard could no longer suppress his inner shock and couldn't help but exclaim.
Golden Lion and Roger exclaimed in unison:
"Damn it! The Emperor of Luck!! He won the prize on the first try!!"
They looked at each other, smiled helplessly, and loosened Whitebeard's restraints.
Liu Feng has won the Tremor-Tremor Devil Fruit.
So they guess it was unlikely to achieve this wish a hundred times kill.
Liu Feng flexed his wrist, as though savoring the terrifying new power coursing through him.
Hearing Whitebeard's words, he smiled.
"That's quite a powerful force, Whitebeard."
With that, he extended his hand toward Whitebeard.
"Be my subordinate. I admire you, too, old man."
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