This navy can deal with him, how dare he kill White Beard!

The dense silk thread imprisoned the body of the golden lion at one end, and wound around the trunk of the big tree in the jungle at the other end, almost transparent, forming a huge network.

At the same time, as if they had lost some force, the dozens of gravels that shot at Ron like bullets slowed down sharply, passing by his cheeks and body, leaving bloody gashes on them. .

The silk thread was continuously tightened, its sharpness was no less than that of a sharp blade, and it pressed against the golden lion's body, cutting open his flesh bit by bit.

The severe pain nearly cracked the golden lion's blood-red one eye. His expression was ferocious like a devil's, and his tone was unparalleled in violence and cruelty.

"My ability... Could it be..."

There was an indescribable astonishment in his roar.

"I smeared the powder of Hailou Stone on the silk thread. As the silk thread cut your flesh and blood, the fine powder of Hailou Stone has probably penetrated into your blood."

At this time, Ron's hoarse voice sounded slowly.

He turned his body over with great difficulty, bent his knees, knelt on the ground, and then propped up his body with trembling hands.

little by little,

moving very slowly,

stand up.

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There is another chapter around 11:[-].

Chapter 156 This Is Your Funeral (End of Volume Two)

Marine Headquarters Marine Fando.

The warm sunlight gradually penetrated through the bedroom windows, moving little by little.

By the window...the blackboard...the floor covered with research materials, the bed, and finally the entire room, illuminating the haggard and tired faces of everyone in the room.

"Marshal of the Warring States..."

The navy of the intelligence department suddenly stopped the pen in his hand, and said in a hoarse voice.

He stared blankly at the deciphering results on the blackboard, his body trembling slightly.

Hearing such a tone, Zhan Guo's eyes suddenly shrouded in a layer of haze.

He clenched his fists and said in a low voice:

"Go ahead."

After knowing that the location of the duel was Maple Leaf Town, he immediately contacted Karp who had returned from the East China Sea and entered the Great Channel.

The intelligence officer's body trembled,

"It's a power rock..."

He lowered his head, his eyes frightened.

Warring States was stunned.

Zefa was stunned.

Staff Officer Crane was stunned.

Everyone was stunned.

Then, as if they realized something, they suddenly turned their heads to look at Polusalino, who was sitting on the sofa and was picking his nails, with bloodshot eyes gradually overflowing around his pupils.

Sensing everyone's attention, Polusalino slowly put down the nail clippers in his hand, and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"It's so scary...the look in your eyes..."

"By the way, I forgot to tell you one thing... When Ron broke into the underground research institute, he also took a lot of power rock—"

Before he finished speaking, a big hand suddenly grabbed his collar tightly.

Zefa's eyes were red and he said furiously:

"Porusalino you bastard!! Why did you let Ron take the power rock!?"

The power of the power rock is terrifying, far surpassing any weapon in the hands of the navy.

Even now, after this period of research, the Ministry of Science has still not been able to find a stable way to detonate the power rock at a long distance!

This also means... Ron took the power rock from the Ministry of Science. This method cannot be a conventional method used to deal with the Golden Lion!

But...

Exaggerated sunglasses covered Polusalino's eyes. He just quietly looked at the angry Zefa in front of him, and suddenly smiled and said:

"Teacher Zefa... Do you think we can stop Ron if he wants to do something?"

Zefa was stunned.

Like being struck by lightning.

The blood on his face faded quickly, and he fell to the ground with a bang as if his strength had been exhausted.

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"Jie Hahaha!!"

The ferocious laughter startled countless birds in the jungle.

The golden lion, which was tightly imprisoned by invisible silk threads and cut into flesh, laughed wildly and looked at Ron.

At this time, a clanging sound suddenly sounded.

The grim smile on the Golden Lion's face suddenly froze.

Tubes of blood-red test tubes slowly slid down from the end of the silk thread, and finally clinged to the body of the golden lion.

His pupils shrink into thin needles.

This is... Power Rock! !

He suddenly realized something and stared at Ron.

"What's the matter, isn't this the power rock you want?"

Ron raised his head and looked at the golden lion with blood-red eyes.

There was a suffocating indifference in his voice.

"For the power rock, you asked Gerald to conduct a large-scale experiment in Maple Leaf Town;"

"For the power rock, you who endured for 20 years decided to show up again;"

"For the power rock, you took the flying pirates that were finally rebuilt as abandoned sons and buried them in the sea area of ​​​​Ait Wall;"

"For the power rock, you formed an alliance with Beast Kaido, BIG MOM Charlotte Lingling;"

"For the power rock, you killed countless people and broke into Marlin Vandor again..."

"Since you want the Power Rock so much, I'll deliver it to you myself."

Ron's indifferent voice slowly echoed in the cold wind in the jungle.

The rain washed the leaves of the big trees overhead to a glisten, and there was a smell in the air that was similar to that of rotting leaves underfoot.

The sunlight shining through the shade of the tree slowly spread over his body.

The golden lion looked at the navy boy in front of him. The power rock clinging to his body gave him a creepy feeling, making him afraid to move.

In fact, the Hailou stone powder entered the blood, and his body was exhausted to the limit, and he was unable to move under the restraint of this silk thread.

He suddenly said hoarsely:

"So you have prepared everything for this battle in advance?"

Strangely enough, the madness in his eyes seemed to disappear at this moment.

Ron raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't wipe it off at all:

"Yes."

He knew better than anyone else how powerful and terrifying the Golden Lion was. Even if the Golden Lion was seriously injured, even if he opened the sixth door of the Eight Dunjia, he couldn't resist it.

The entanglement of the domineering color, the domineering crushing of the armed color, the gap in combat experience...

It's too far away.

He couldn't defeat and kill the Golden Lion in a dignified manner.

But this is not fighting.

This is killing.

All kinds of killing.

From the targeted training at the military academy, Hailoushi gloves, the out-of-control domineering sex, the geographical environment of Maple Leaf Town, this expected storm, and even the final power rock...

All battles are battles based on intelligence.

Step by step, Ron used the intelligence to the extreme and built a big network like this one.

The so-called fighting, apart from life and death, everything is a trivial matter.

Only those who survive in the end are the real winners.

The golden lion was silent for a moment, then asked again:

"What if... what if our final decisive battle location is not this jungle?"

Ron set up an ambush at the last place where he smeared the sea floor stone powder, which was in the jungle of the island mountains 1000 meters away from Maple Leaf Town.

"Then I will run away and bring you here."

Ron said.

The golden lion was silent, and then said:

"But in that case..."