Sailing at Sea: The Breath of the Day at the Start

Mary said urgently.

"Don't worry, Aunt Mary, I'm pretty strong."

Ron smiled at her.

That's true, but in Mary's eyes, it sounded like a joke.

After all, the person standing in front of her was just an eight-year-old boy who was shorter than her waist.

His waist is probably not even as thick as the arms of those pirates.

"Stop fooling around, it's dangerous here, go back right now!"

Mary said to Ron with a stern face.

Ron wanted to say something, but seeing her anxious look, he swallowed his words.

He nodded: "I understand, I'll go back now."

Mary breathed a slight sigh of relief upon hearing this.

"A good child is one who listens. Go back now."

Ron nodded, then jogged toward the end of the street.

Mary was relieved and turned her attention to the chaotic fight in the street.

Harris blocked a pirate's iron rod attack without even flinching, and punched the pirate in the face, crushing his entire face.

"Successful!"

A pirate leaped into the air, gripping his sword with both hands and slashing down at him.

But Brian blocked it in mid-air with his fish-cutting knife.

The two close friends exchanged a glance, tacitly handing over their backs to each other and focusing on dealing with the enemy in front of them.

"Damn it! How dare they take advantage of my moment to launch a sneak attack!"

Smoyati rubbed his swollen face, his eyes filled with fierce malice as he looked at Harris.

He raised his pistol, aiming the muzzle at Harris.

"go to hell!"

Mary's pupils contracted sharply upon seeing this scene.

Harris caught a glimpse of this out of the corner of his eye and hurriedly tried to get away, but it was too late.

boom!

The bullet came out of the chamber.

Despite Harris's best efforts to dodge, a bullet still grazed his arm.

He pressed his hand hard against the wound, but blood still flowed down his arm, dripping onto the ground.

A pirate nearby seized the opportunity and struck him on the leg with an iron rod, causing him to cry out in pain and kneel down.

"Did it miss...?"

Smoyati sneered and pointed the gun at Harris's head. "The next shot will kill you."

"Harris."

"Brother Harris!"

Brian and the other rebels panicked and tried to rescue Harris, but they were held back by the pirates.

"Hehehe, let your death tell the people on this island what happens when they rebel against Smoyati."

Smoyati grinned menacingly as his finger slowly pulled the trigger.

"no, do not want."

Mary's face was filled with despair, and tears streamed down her face.

"Die."

boom!

A loud bang rang out.

But it wasn't the sound of gunfire; instead, it sounded like something crashing heavily to the ground.

"Dad, I'm here to save you."

A young boy's voice rang out in the arena.

"This voice is..."

Brian Harris looked up sharply.

The arrogant and ruthless pirate Smoyati, worth 150 million Berries, had his entire head buried in the ground, and on his head crouched a little boy with black hair and black eyes.

When Brian and Harris saw the little boy, they both gaped, speechless, their jaws nearly dropping to the ground in astonishment.

"Ah, Ah, Ron?!?"

Mary, her face streaked with tears, stared in astonishment at the small figure.

Why is Ron Jr. there?

"captain!"

"Boss!"

The pirates were furious when they saw Smoyati, whose head was buried in the ground beneath Ron's feet.

"You damn brat, get off the boss's head right now!"

A burly, shirtless pirate with a face full of scars swung his long sword at Ron.

"Danger!"

Mary was extremely anxious.

But what she saw left her and everyone around her stunned.

The little boy lightly jumped, dodging the long sword that slashed horizontally. He spun in the air and delivered a fierce kick, accompanied by a strong wind, to the fat pirate's neck.

The fat, muscular pirate's vision went black for a moment, and a cracking sound came from his neck.

immediately.

The burly pirate, who was over two meters tall and weighed an estimated 200 kilograms, spun around and flew out, crashing heavily to the ground with a thud, foaming at the mouth and unconscious.

The whole audience was silent at first.

The eyes of everyone present, including the pirates, the onlookers, and even Harris, Brian, and Aunt Mary, practically popped out of their sockets.

“Eh?!!!!!!!”

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Can you imagine an adorable eight-year-old boy kicking a ferocious pirate weighing over 200 kilograms flying?

"Aunt Mary, I told you, I'm pretty strong."

Ron laughed at his stunned Aunt Mary.

Mary was completely speechless at this point; her thoughts had completely stopped.

Several pirates nearby brandished their swords and charged at Ron.

Harris was about to step forward to help.

But he hadn't taken more than a few steps.

Several loud bangs.

The pirates who were attacking Ron were all sent flying backwards, and Ron was still holding one of the pirates in his hand.

“Mercy, spare my life!”

The pirate was covered in cold sweat and wanted to beg for mercy.

But Ron punched him in the face, and his entire face caved in.

"Weird, monster!"

The pirates beside them, weapons in hand, retreated in terror, trying to get away from the boy who was still standing on their leader's head.

Brian approached Harris, gazing at the small figure, and couldn't help but ask, "Harris, what's going on with Ron? He's only eight years old, isn't he?"

Harris gave a wry smile: "I... I don't know either. All I know is that he's been working out a lot for the past six months..."

"How can an eight-year-old child become this strong after six months of training?"

Brian gaped, unable to believe it.

Harris didn't know what to say.

He also found it all incredible.

"Boss Harris, let's take this opportunity to wipe out these pirates in one fell swoop!"