"Woohoo!" Mr.4's gun-like pet barks and spews a giant baseball out of its mouth.

Mr.4 draws his bat, hits it the baseball, and shoots it at Yarrita.

"It's useless." Looking at the flying baseball, Allia waved her hand and slapped her hand on the flying baseball, and the baseball was slid to change direction and fly directly into the sky.

'Boom! The baseball exploded in the air and cracked, and it was a bomb.

The dog around Mr.4 was not a real dog, but originally a gun, a gun that ate the fruit of a dachshund, so it was able to turn into a dog-like gun.

'Boom! Gundog spat out one baseball bomb after another, which was shot by Mr. 4 wielding his bat, but all of the baseball bombs were slid away by Jarrita, and none of them hit her.

“？” As Alrita tries to deal with Mr. 4, her ankles tighten, and she sees the Mole Man's Christmas coming out of the ground and grabbing her legs with both hands.

This is the classic combination of Mr.4 and Christmas, where the enemy is fixed at Christmas, and Mr.4 uses a huge bat to shake the enemy, or uses a baseball bomb to blast the enemy to pieces, the routine is simple and practical.

Almost 80 percent of the enemies they had encountered before would have died under their cooperation.

However, the person they met now was not an ordinary person, but Yarrita, who had eaten the slippery fruit.

Like an iron tong, Christmas, who was clutching Yarrita's feet, suddenly felt her hands slip, and Yarrita's feet were like loaches that didn't leave her hands, breaking free from her restraints.

'Boom! Before Christmas could react, Mr. 4's baseball bomb flew over and exploded next to Christmas.

"You... You stupid pig..."The baseball bomb was so powerful that Christmas was hit by the blast and fell to the ground blackened, muttering smoke from his mouth and losing consciousness.

"St. Christmas!" Seeing that his companion Mr.4 had been injured by mistake, he was a little helpless.

"Do you like to use weapons too?" The next moment, a shadow loomed over Mr.4, and Mr.4 turned his head to see a burly figure with gleaming gold standing behind him.

"Boom!" Crick reached out and grabbed Mr.4's face, lifted Mr.4, which weighed more than 300 pounds, with one hand, and threw it out.

Mr.4 smashed into his pet gundog, and the trend continued to crash into Mr. 5 and Valentine's Day, and several of them rolled into a ball.

'Boom! The iron ball bomb that Mr. 5 had just thrown was grabbed by Bucky's floating hand and thrown back, and the bomb exploded, killing all three of them.

"I really don't dare to underestimate it, the weakest pirates in the East China Sea have such strength, are you so strong in the first place, or did you become so strong after you became a subordinate of the Golden Knife?" A man pushed his eyes off the bridge of his nose and spoke.

The man was slender and wore a blue and white striped t-shirt, a red bow tie, and some dark skin, and most notably, the hair on the top of the man's head was tied in the shape of a number '3' in a special way.

The man looked at Bucky's body flying in the air, opened his hands, and his hands began to melt, turning into an opaque viscous liquid, dripping to the ground, and a flame appeared out of thin air at the tip of the '3'-shaped bun on his head.

"Candle Splash!" The man waved his hand, and countless white liquids gushed out.

"What!?" Several parts of Bucky the Clown's body were accidentally splashed by these white liquids, which instantly solidified, and after solidification, they were very strong, and their hardness was comparable to steel.

Mr.3 is also a Devil Fruit ability, and is a candle man who eats wax fruits, and is able to secrete candle slime, and the solidified candle is as hard as steel.

"Please, Golden Week," Mr. 3 said to the little girl beside him.

Mr.3's partner, Miss. Golden Week, is a very cute little girl who looks seven or eight years old, wearing a pink hat and carrying a drawing board, like an ordinary child in a special class, learning to draw.

"It's really troublesome, it's over early, I want to go back to take a nap." Golden Week complained, took out a paintbrush and a palette, and squeezed oil paint on top of the palette.

Mr. 3 lifts his foot and kicks the candle that imprisons one of Bucky's body, and Bucky's body falls in front of Golden Week.

"The Black of Betrayal!" Golden Week's pen dipped twice on the palette, dipped in black fuel, and drew a strange pattern on Bucky's body.

The next moment, Bucky's offensive changed, and he actually attacked Yarrita, and the short knife in his hand slashed at Yarrita's vital point.

Yarrita didn't expect Bucky's sudden betrayal, and for a moment, the short knife slashed, however, Yarrita's slippery skin was converted into a zero-friction state in time, and the short knife cut directly from her skin, Yarrita was not injured, but the clothes on her body were torn, revealing a large area of snow white.

"What are you doing, Bucky! Are you crazy! Arrita said angrily.

"I—I don't know, but I want to attack you!" Bucky the Clown said.

"It's that little ghost!" Yarrita quickly figured out what was going on, and Mime looked at Golden Week with the paintbrush, and after what the little girl had done, Bucky had changed.

"Skate!" Arlita took off her shoes and stepped barefoot on the sand, as if she was skating on the ice, and skated towards the Golden Week at a very fast speed.

"I won't let you hurt, lovely Golden Week, candle maze!" Mr.3 pressed his hands to the ground, and the candle solution formed countless two-meter-thick walls, forming a labyrinth that trapped Yarrita and Crick in it.

"Just a bunch of candles, big guns!" Crick grabbed the shoulder guards on the gold armor and closed them together, the blades and shafts of the guns sticking out, forming a huge spear.

"Gun Blast!" Crick swung his war gun vigorously and smashed it against the walls of the candle maze.

'Boom! 'A huge explosion will destroy most of the labyrinth of candles as hard as steel.

After destroying the candle maze, Crick walked out of Golden Week, full of murderous spirit, he would not show mercy to his subjects just because it was a little girl.

“！！” Golden Week was shocked by Crick's murderous aura, his face was frightened, and he hugged the drawing board tightly, very scared.

But at this moment, in the smoke of the explosion, a figure returned to Creek, jumped up and threw at Creek.

'When! Creek immediately waved his hand and raised his big gun to block the sneak attack.

"Arrita?" When he saw who the person who attacked him was clearly, his pupils shrank sharply.

"What do you mean, Arrita?" Crick's arm slammed it back.

"I'm not going to let you hurt my friend, my lovely Golden Week!" Yarrita's expression was struggling, but she said very resolutely.

If you look closely at Yarrita's body, there is a yellow-green pattern on her arm.

"Friend's yellow-green...", and the little girl's paintbrush in the hand of Golden Week, the fuel of the tip of the pen is yellow-green.