The name "Mad Hatter" David Riker is quite famous even in the entire bounty hunter circle.
His behavior is crazy and weird, and people say he is even more of a pirate than a pirate. He drives his beloved huge warship "The Magic Flute" across the sea, with a captain sewn from cooked leather and covered in tar above his head.
The hat accompanies him to defeat powerful enemies one after another.
No one knows his past, and no one can guess his goal. But today, Mozart and Don Turn can be sure of Rick's thoughts - he wants to completely kill his group!
Seeing the Mozart and Dantern soldiers on the spacious deck rushing towards him in two groups, David Ricker, instead of panicking, slightly raised his eyebrows and sneered behind his thick beard.
"Silly little trick...let me see how much you weigh!"
He took out a flat silver hip flask from behind his waist, with 'Rick' engraved on the surface of the flask. He raised his head and poured tons of wine from the flask into his mouth, and the dripping wine flowed down his chin.
You look down on people so much? You dare to drink with your head up during the battle!? Mozart was furious, and the gugugli knife in his hand, which was shaped like a dog's leg, spun at high speed and struck hard at Rick. On the other side, the chain knife in Don Turn's hand
Throwing out a huge arc, the sharp chain blade rolled diagonally towards Rick with a whistling sound piercing the air.
Rick puffed up his cheeks, his mouth full of wine, and sprayed out ball-shaped wine balls towards the two of them quickly and continuously. As soon as the wine balls left 30 centimeters in front of Rick, they immediately dispersed into hundreds of small balls and accelerated again.
Accelerate. In less than 1 second, the sky filled with wine balls turned into an explosion of fine lead bullets!
"Advance the shotgun!"
Ding, dong, dong! Not only were the gugguli and chain blades knocked out by the blow, but Mozart and Dontén also exploded with countless tiny blood splashes. The two were rushed away by the huge propulsion force.
After falling backwards for several meters, the deck was immediately stained with blood.
"What the hell! What kind of devil fruit is this?"
Although the wound was not deep, there were bursts of pain in every part of his body. Mozart stood up from the ground with a grin on his face. As soon as he picked up the gugugli knife that had fallen aside, he found that the 'Mad Hatter' David Riker had cut out from his waist.
He drew out a luxurious scimitar with a golden handle and inlaid with gems, and rushed toward him, getting faster and faster!
Clang——!!
David Rick rushed in front of Mozart almost instantly. But as soon as he swung his scimitar towards Mozart's head, the sickle-shaped chain blade came diagonally at a tricky angle, hitting the scimitar's side hard.
Then he narrowly saved Mozart.
"'Little Chain Knife' Don Turn...your skills are somewhat impressive."
David Rick made a diagonal slash with his backhand to shake off the entanglement of the chain knife. With his free left hand, he took out a flintlock gun with a black background and gold patterns from behind his waist and casually swung a bullet at Don Turn in the distance.
It instantly penetrated Dont'en's left shoulder at a weird speed that could not be captured. The latter half-knelt on the ground in response, and you could see that the area around the penetrating wound on his left shoulder was completely scorched by the high temperature.
Before he could fire the second shot, Mozart ran into David Riker's arms and pushed him to the ground. He also lost his balance and fell to the deck.
Of course, Don Turn would not miss such a good opportunity, and immediately threw out the chain knife. The long chain made a crisp metal collision sound, and the chain blade struck straight at David Ricker who fell to the ground.
There was a bang. As the gunfire sounded, the chain blade was accurately hit by bullets! One shot, two shots, three shots! Three gunshots were heard in succession, and the chain blade was hit by bullets in the same position three times in a row, completely castrated.
When it was shattered, obvious cracks appeared on the blade.
A figure appeared in the passage from the deck to the lower cabin. A beautiful woman with blond hair and a shawl was seen holding a three-shot flintlock gun, with green smoke coming out of the gun.
‘Mad Hatter’ David Rick’s trusted accomplice, ‘Leader’ Bess! Those three extremely accurate shots just now were her handiwork.
"Dad, the boat almost capsized." "Leader" Bass threw away the flintlock gun in his hand and took out another one of the same model from the gray gun bag at his feet.
Loading flintlock muskets is cumbersome, so gunners on the sea will carry several muskets with them to deal with various situations. This is why gunners are so enthusiastic about the revolvers issued to official hunters by the Hunter Association. Loading is easy and extremely easy.
An exquisite firearm that rarely malfunctions and can shoot six rounds is as attractive to gunners as toast smeared with red jam and fried to just the right temperature is to a hungry castaway who has not eaten for three days.
big.
David Rick climbed up from the deck and shook his head: "Oh, the biggest drawback of this trick is that it makes you drunk easily. Well, you are much more sober."
Looking at David Riker and "Leader" Bass holding flintlock guns in their hands, Don Turn and Mozart couldn't help but feel their hearts sinking.
"Don Turn, have you ever read The Twosome? The one written by Stiller J. Tate."
"No, what's wrong?"
"We are in the same situation as them."
"Did it turn out well?"
"Many people died."
"..."
Don Turn didn't even know what to say. When he saw David Rick and Bess raising their muskets and preparing to shoot, a loud noise suddenly sounded from the side.
With a heavy sound, "Spring Hand" Jerry hit the deck between Mozart Dontern and Rick Bass.
There were several scars on Jerry's body, and blood kept pouring out of them. There were several strange golden 'scars' on his face. If you look closely, you can see that the scars are gradually expanding.
"Jerry! What are you doing?" "Leader" Bess was furious when he saw this: "Can't you even deal with a nobody?"
"I really wish you could see how hard I worked just now!" Not to be outdone, Jerry lay on the deck and quarreled with Bess: "The unknown guy in your mouth just used his Devil Fruit ability to sneak attack me! Devil Fruit!"
David Rick rolled his eyes: "Oh, Beth, dear, I told you this guy is unreliable. I know there is a good marriage counseling agency, and I can take you two to see it after the game is over.
See? It’s free.”
"Rick! Why are you so deliberately trying to break up me and Bess!" Jerry became even more unhappy. He quickly got up from the ground and glared at Rick: "This is between the two of us! And I worked for you for nothing.
It’s been four years and you haven’t shown any kindness to me at all!”
"When you injected that 20ml of dream destroyer into my daughter, you decided that I would never be kind to you!"
David Riker pulled off his hat and folded his eyebrows into a V: "You dirty and shameless little bastard! If it weren't for the fact that my granddaughter is still young, I should have stuffed you into a cannon.
Just set off fireworks!”
Mozart finally understood. Rather than being a gang, it is better to say that the three David Ricks are a family. Family-style bounty hunters are not uncommon, but such 'unique' ones are rare.
"Can your family ethics drama be paused for a moment?"
Mozart and Dantern turned to look to the other side, and saw Tezzolo's green hair pulled back into a back, and the gold rings on his fists connected together to form a gold-fingered tiger that shone with soft golden light. He slowly
Walking up to Mozart and Dantern, he habitually put on a false smile on his face: "Sorry, the warm-up is a bit slow. But I think we should resolve the previous grievances first?"
"That makes sense." Rick put on his captain's hat again, and Jerry also stood up and moved his shoulders with the help of Bess.
The storm continued, and the Magic Flute sailed quickly in the predetermined direction without anyone controlling it.