I’m Not Interested in Devil Fruits: 503 Blackbeard: At that time, this shocking fruit was only…

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 While others were cheering for their father’s return to the top and had no time to pay attention to them, Marco called Giorno and Xu Lun to the edge of the crowd.

 “You want me to give you this Zhenzhen Fruit?” Lin Qi asked in surprise, “Do you want to be a filial son?”

 “Huh?” Marco put his hands on his hips and tilted his head in confusion.

 Robin smiled and said: “He is saying, do you want to replace Whitebeard?”

 This was said in a tactful manner, but Marco still understood it. He said angrily: “What nonsense! How could I do that!”

  Lynch’s right hand, covered with a red flame-patterned arm armor, held the Shock Fruit chip, “Do you want to exchange fruits with Whitebeard just like this?”

 ”If dad agrees, of course I don’t mind.” Marco said calmly, “Even without the earthquake fruit, dad is still the white-bearded man who is famous all over the world – rather, a man with a phoenix The white beard of the fruit will be even more terrifying.”

 ”Anyway, please give me this thing first.” He pointed to Lynch’s seemingly empty right hand.

 He didn’t care, and Lynch certainly didn’t care. But just when he was about to press the right hand holding the Zhenzhen fruit chip into Marco’s heart, he suddenly retracted his hand, showing a solemn look on his face.

 Marco couldn’t help but feel solemn, “What’s wrong? If I use this ability repeatedly, will it cause any harm to me, or my father?”

 ”Huh? What are you saying all of a sudden?” Lynch looked puzzled, “I told you not to underestimate my ability, how could it have such boring side effects?”

 “Ah? Then why are you so serious all of a sudden?” Marco also looked confused.

 Lin Qi thought: “I suddenly thought… In this case, do you think I have helped you once, or twice?”

 Marco couldn’t help but roll his eyes. Just when he was about to speak, Lynch laughed and pressed the Shock Fruit Chip on his right hand hard into his body!

 “Ahem!” Marco said suddenly, his face speechless.

 Only Robin couldn’t help laughing. The moment Lin Qi deliberately pulled back her hand, she had a premonition that this guy was really going to tease people again…

  …

The ship is full of people who are rejoicing that the white-bearded father has recovered. Even the ladies on the nursing team are filled with sweet smiles.

 “As expected of a white-bearded daddy!”

  The pirates who were called crew members but were actually sons gathered around Whitebeard, clapped their hands and laughed excitedly, “Marco can use his fruit freely as soon as he gets it! Hahaha…”

 ”Hey, Marco…”

 At this moment, everyone heard a familiar voice.

 Boom!

 The heavy impact was mixed with the sound of something breaking…

 “Zhenzhen Fruit?!”

Everyone in the Whitebeard Pirates suddenly turned their heads to look. Jozi, Sachi, Bista and other captains were all too familiar with this sound. It was definitely Dad’s ability to activate the Shock Fruit. the sound of.

But when everyone looked towards the place where the sound came from, they were surprised. The person holding the halo of earthquake power on the side of the ship was none other than Marco!

 ”Marco, what are you doing?” Izo walked over with a frown.

 The surrounding crew members were surprised and puzzled, “Did Giorno give the Quake Fruit to Marco?”

 “Why do we do this?”

 ”What on earth is Marco doing…”

 The crew members around him were talking a lot, but Marco remained silent. He just looked at the halo on his hands that represented the power of the earthquake, clenched his fists hard, and punched the sea in front of him again.

 Boom!

  Click…

  The halo on the fist hit the air, shaking out cracks like broken space, criss-crossing, spreading hundreds of meters in an instant, setting off huge waves…

 Boom! Boom! Boom! ……

 Click, click, click…

Marco punched the air with his fruit-shaking ability one punch after another. Each punch created cracks in space. For a while, the sea was rough and huge waves were undulating.

 Jozi, Sachi, Bista, Bramanke, Lakyo… Many captains looked at Marco’s movements and seemed to have guessed something.

 ”…” Whitebeard smiled, put down the supremely sharp sword Cong Yunqie, sat back on the steps on the deck, picked up the huge wine bottle, raised his head and took a sip, and asked: “Marco, What are you doing?”

 Boom! Boom! ……

 Marco shook the air with each punch. Sweat broke out on his forehead and he smiled: “I just want to experience your hard work over the years, dad, even if it is only one ten thousandth…”

 Boom! Boom! He was still swinging his seismic fists, and each punch cracked the air and was reflected in his body… To be honest, one punch or two punches would not feel any pain at all.

 The destructive power of shock to the physical body is subtle, and it is impossible to clearly feel the huge pain every time the ability is activated. You know there can’t be a Devil Fruit that causes you to suffer as soon as you use it, right?

 So how much did Dad endure in order to protect us, before the Zhenzhen Fruit eroded his body into that state? Marco’s eyes were slightly red, and he punched the air hard with each punch, boom! Boom!

 “Gulu la la la, what a stupid son!” Whitebeard laughed and drank, but did not stop him.

 Marco punched out again, but his arm was suddenly grabbed from behind.

 ”Marco, have you had enough?” He turned around and found that it was Jozi.

 Marco frowned and said angrily: “Don’t worry, I will return it—”

 “I mean, it’s our turn, right?” Joz said.

 Marco was surprised, Jozi smiled, and behind him came Bista, Sachi, Bramanke, Lakyo… and Izo also turned the musket twice and inserted it into the gun bag on his waist. Come over, everyone laughed and said: “Dad is not your only dad, right?”

 Whitebeard was drinking happily over there, laughing loudly and saying: “What a bunch of stupid sons! Goo-la-la-la…”

 Soon, Marco, Jozi, Bista, Sachi and others all looked at Giorno and Xu Lun.

 If everyone wants to try the Quake Fruit, Giorno will need to work hard and operate it for everyone.

 ”I know this is a bit too much to ask for…” Marco said a little embarrassed.

 “That’s a bit too much!” Lynch nodded. Just when Marco and Jozi thought there was nothing they could do, they saw Giorno smiling and saying, “Whitebeard is not the father of you captains, right? ”

  Bista said unexpectedly: “What do you mean…”

 Marco, Joz, and the others turned around to look at the crowd of friends standing on the deck of the Moby Dick…

 Huh? Tiqi, who was lingering on the edge of the crowd, quickly reacted and was stunned…

  …

 Not long after, there were roars one after another on the White Whale’s ship.

 The degree of power is not the same. Some crew members were even unable to successfully exert the power of earthquakes and were laughed at by everyone… However, after being replaced by Lynch with the earthquake fruit, the captains were basically able to A move that quickly unleashes the power of earthquakes. They smashed the air with their fists, shaking out dense cracks. The sea around the Beluga continued to turbulence in the broken cracks with the earthquake force of each punch…

 ”My body feels numb…”

 “This is the power of shaking fruits…”

 “My body is weak and I already feel very uncomfortable… I just threw a random punch and it felt like my whole body was about to fall apart!”

 Everyone on the ship started discussing after experiencing the hard work of the Zhenzhen Fruit. In this buzzing, buzzing… buzzing sound of those people who didn’t understand anything, Marshall D. Teach Standing there as if there were nails under his feet, he watched the guy named Giovanna Giorno take out the glimmering triangular object from the body of the person in front of him, then glanced towards him and said, Marco and the others said something and walked towards him with a smile…

 Thumping!

 Thumping!

 Giorno is getting closer and closer, the shaking fruit in his hand is getting closer and closer, and Teach can hear his heartbeat more and more clearly.

Beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beat…

       

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