Even if he was injured, as long as it was a close combat, he was confident that he could kill the human in front of him with only a dagger in an instant.
"Heaton Sam."
The fishman slave called out his name in a cold voice without even thinking about it.
I wanted to add another harsh word, but felt it was unnecessary.
Anyway, I can crush the head of this self-proclaimed righteous and noble human being in a short while.
"Heaton Sam, right?"
Maud smiled and looked carefully at the outline of the fishman slave's blood-stained face.
After a while, Maud suddenly stepped back and put away the dagger.
The fishman named Sam was startled when he saw this. He didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Maud's gourd.
After Mod put away the dagger, he directly summoned the Hunter's Note.
"Huh? Is he a devil fruit user?!"
Seeing Maude conjure a notebook out of thin air, Sam suddenly realized the sense of crisis, no longer bothered to adjust his breathing, and decisively rushed towards Maude.
Maud was calm in the face of danger, like a judge, taking a quill and quickly writing Sam's name on the page and the amazing grip strength he had shown in the previous battle.
"No matter what your ability is, as long as you let me get close...!"
Sam raised his right hand as he sprinted forward, his open webbed hand ready to go, ready to crush Maud's cheek with his bare hands after getting close.
Suddenly, his expression changed drastically.
The note in Maud's hand suddenly disappeared, and she took out a flintlock pistol from her clothes.
boom-
Maud pulled the trigger.
One shot hit Sam.
Blood sprayed suddenly, and the impact of the lead bullet shook Sam's body, and then he stopped.
"you… !"
Sam fell to the ground in disbelief.
Maud then pulled out a second flintlock pistol and shot Sam once again in the body.
"Shameless Arthur, ah, Aaron Jue, will definitely kill you..."
Before he finished speaking, Sam died.
"Aaron?"
Listening to Sam's harsh words before his death, Maude raised her eyebrows.
Chapter 34: Consideration of the Second Requirement
Aaron will definitely kill all of you humans.
This is what Sam wanted to say before he died.
If Maud heard it, she might laugh out loud.
However, Maud did not expect to hear Aaron's name from Sam.
Because the Dragon Pirates are in the East China Sea, and this is the West China Sea.
Could it be that he wanted to defect to Aaron, but ended up getting lost and came to the West Sea, and then was caught by humans
Maude shook her head and thought no more.
At this time, the body suddenly made a slight noise, and then some changes occurred.
Maude sensed this and rolled up her sleeves. The muscles in her arms began to show, but they were still only superficial.
"It's obviously just a few words of information, but it has such a level of benefit."
Maude was a little surprised and couldn't help but glance at Sam's body.
After all, he is a guy who can fight his way through the crowd just by relying on his physical fitness and amazing grip strength.
Not to mention anything else, despite being seriously injured, not only was he able to hold on until now, but when he rushed over just now, his speed was seriously compromised, but he still couldn't be underestimated.
If he hadn't taken Sam's reaction into consideration and distanced himself in advance, he might have been approached by Sam after writing his name.
If a fish-man with strong physical fitness like Sam learned physical skills or fish-man karate, his overall strength would be estimated to increase several times.
"This guy doesn't seem to be an ordinary fishman warrior. If we let him run away tonight and get together with the Dragon Pirates later... he might be able to destroy the Straw Hat Pirates who have not yet formed in a few years. .”
Mod picked up [Usopp] that he had just thrown aside.
The act of throwing the gun was actually a bit redundant. It was originally thought to have a slight effect on Sam to relax his vigilance, but after all, there were no bullets in the gun.
However, Maude still admired Sam's decisiveness in just a few minutes.
It's a pity that fate has secretly marked the price.
Even if Sam manages to escape here from the auction house, he cannot escape the only destination—death.
At that time, even if Maud didn't shoot, he could kill the unstable and seriously injured Sam with his dagger alone.
It's just because it's safer to shoot.
Since there is a safer way, Maud will only use the dagger when his brain is exhausted.
If it is a long knife, it may still be considered.
After all, every inch is stronger, and a long knife is much more reliable than a dagger.
Without staying any longer, Maud left the alley.
After a while, a fishy smell gradually appeared in the air.
During a trip tonight, Mod successfully captured three pirates and a fishman.
The huge harvest made him decide to call it a day and no longer go to the auction house to join in the fun, but went straight back to the weapon shop.
"The Dragon Pirates..."
On the way back, because of Sam's unfinished words before he died, and because of Maud's first taste of the sweetness brought by fish-man prey, it was inevitable that he would start to have wild thoughts.
Just thinking about it for now.
After all, the Dragon Pirates are far away in the East China Sea. Moreover, with his current strength, he used to just deliver food there.
But the benefits brought by fishmen are indeed gratifying.
Of course, if you were just an ordinary fishman, you probably wouldn't gain much.
As for murlocs of Sam's level, what Mod can think of is the Dragon Pirates in the East China Sea, the murloc island under 10,000 meters of the sea, and Shampoo, which has a relatively large supply of murloc slaves. Islands.
What is more embarrassing is that maybe by the time Mod is able to go to those places, his strength may have become so strong that they are no longer needed.
On the way back to the weapon shop, Maude deliberately took the unlit route and unfortunately got lost.
In desperation, Maud could only take the route to the top floor of the building, and then returned to the weapon shop safely.
After returning, Maud quietly walked into the bathroom.
In the dark, he took off his mask and armband and put them on the sink. He immediately turned on the faucet, took some water and patted his face.
He planned to dispose of these disguise items tomorrow.
Even if I need to use it next time, I will just make a new set with a different style.
"Huh..."
Maude wiped the water off her face and looked into the mirror in the darkness, it was pitch black.
The physical requirements were on track, and he began to consider whether to fill in the second requirement.
After the idea arises, hesitation follows.
Sword skills, or physical skills
When thinking about physical skills, the first thing Mod thought of was the Navy's Six Forms - Shaver, Iron Block, Paper Painting, Moon Step, Lan Kou, and Finger Spear.
As for sword skills, the most intuitive impression is Sauron's various brilliant sword skills and Hawkeye's powerful aura when he swipes a sword.
In the case of the former, you must first learn the six postures before the [Physical Skills Requirement] can take effect.
For the latter, you can fill in the requirement for [Cold Weapon] by a trick.
However, when the demand side expands, the experience gains will be spread out.
It is a [passive] requirement like physical fitness, and the income points obtained flow into many aspects such as strength, endurance, speed, etc.
If you fill in a similar request for the second request, I'm afraid it's more expensive than more refined.
If you are more ruthless, you can also fill in the talent requirements, but talent is such a mysterious and mysterious thing, and Moder doesn't want to take risks.
It is unlikely that a decision will be made in a short period of time.
However, Mod is actually very clear that he prefers the sword skill, but because there are only a few required grids, he has to choose carefully and not make a decision so quickly.
The direction of his consideration is also very simple, that is, under the same conditions, the knife must be harder than the fist.
Another key point is length.
When thinking about this, a picture emerged in Maud's mind.
The little stickman of physical skills rushed around in the crowd, shaking out afterimages, and shouted: I can show off your scalp to numbness.
The little stickman with knife skills took out a long and hard thing and said disdainfully: Mine is longer than yours.
The topic ends here.
Maude's thoughts returned to reality.
"take it easy."
I habitually tell myself not to rush.
As long as you have enough patience, success is not as difficult as you think.
Snap.
The light suddenly came on.
Maude's eyelids twitched and she saw Sunny's figure reflected in the mirror.
Sunny turned on the light.
I was too focused on thinking, but I didn't notice Sunny coming downstairs.
Looking at Sunny in the mirror, Maude apologized: "Did I wake you up?"
Sunny shook her head and said, "I didn't sleep."
"It's already this hour and you're still not asleep?"
Maud was a little surprised.
Sunny suddenly stopped talking, but looked at the mask and armband on the sink.
Especially that mask. If you don't look carefully, you might think it's Arthur's mask at work.
Seeing Sunny looking at the mask and armbands, Maud turned around and blocked Sunny's view without any trace. At the same time, she changed the subject and joked:
"You're still up so late, are you waiting for me to come back?"
"right."
Sunny, however, seemed to lack the implicitness that a girl should have, and nodded directly to admit it.
Maude was startled, then laughed and joked: "Oh my God, you must have fallen in love with me."
Sunny immediately rolled her eyes at him and walked straight to the kitchen.
"I'm hungry. Make something for me to eat, and make an extra portion by the way. Sol may be back later."
"You go over first, I'll be back later."
Maud responded with a smile, preparing to take the mask and armband to the room upstairs first.
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Mad Hatter Auction.