The terrifying screams echoed through the corridor in an instant, and other prisoners outside the greenhouse rushed to hear the news.

The Leech Queen Las Skeleton believed that Smier would not escape from the Dark Prison immediately. On the one hand, several exits of the Dark Prison were set up by it, and it was almost impossible to escape safely from there. On the other hand, Smier was still very weak and had serious injuries on his body, so it is highly likely that he would choose to replenish his energy first.

Therefore, the team that came to the warehouse area to search was also equipped with some powerful prisoners.

In fact, the situation here is indeed almost the same as the Rass' conjecture.

The drunken prisoner rushed in immediately and looked at Smiel at level 20. Instead of fearing, he sneered, burped in contempt, and shouted:

"Grandma, what kind of person do I think I am? But I just level 20 kid, I haven't practiced my skills for a long time. I'll give you a fuck!"

As he said that, the prison head took out the iron wine pot he carried with him, poured a drink again, and shouted:

"Red wine fist!"

After drinking the combat skills, the drunkard's body was like a ball full of air, which instantly expanded, with a layer of redness, and a thin layer of aura released as if it was materially released.

Smier's eyes lit up, and the strange smile on his face became even more terrifying.

This guy is obviously not a capable person, but has strong self-confidence. Although he does not have the power of the devil fruit, his physical strength is obviously much stronger than himself.

The drunk man's face turned red, and a crazy smile gradually appeared on his face, and rushed towards Smyr.

The prison guards on the side were all shocked when they saw their boss using a killer move.

"Damn, the boss used the Red Wine Fist as soon as he got up. This kid is dead!"

"Yes, the boss's Red Wine Fist can not only strengthen its own strength, speed and defense, but also release alcohol during the battle, making the enemy drunk."

"This kid is over. Among the masters in the entire prison area, few of them can beat the boss of martial arts wine."

"This kid is so lucky. Once the boss of Wujiu is crazy, it is really scary. Last time, a kid looked at the boss of Wujiu a few more times and his legs were bent. Then Wujiu made him crawl like a frog and scream..."

Smier grinned and looked at Wu Jiu, not taking the boasts from the people around him too seriously.

Looking at Smer's smile, Wu Jiu became even more angry and instantly got the effect of laughing wildly. He immediately rushed over like a hungry tiger pounced on the food.

The enemy punched him at a very fast speed. Smair smiled and avoided this punch. It seemed that the opponent he faced this time was indeed interesting, and he was not a little better than those ordinary people before.

After one punch, Wu Jiu's fists directly turned into thousands of fist shadows, and dense fist shadows hit like a storm. These barbarian fists were disorganized, but their power was not inferior. Smair was able to dodge at first, but later he was completely dazzled. Sometimes he seemed to have avoided it, but he was still hit directly.

He felt like he was shrouded in the smell of alcohol and became a little drunk.

He simply stopped hiding and began to fight against this guy head-on.

The crackling attacks continued to bombard Smier's body. Smier's [Laughing] Demon Fruit abilities were constantly triggered. Although these attacks looked very terrifying, except for the meager power ball wrapped in the fist, which could cause damage to him, the other physical damage had been offset.

Wu Jiu was a little surprised. Although he and Smair hit each other too much, the damage they suffered was too great. His attacks on Smair's body seemed to hit an iron plate. It could clearly provide a clear sense of blow, but it could not cause too much damage.

Although I was only hit by a few strokes, this kid's attack was not weak.

"Damn it, it's really a bit too much, that's fine! Then I'll let you see how much difference between levels has to affect the battle!"

"Fantasy Wine Crazy Fist!"

Wu Jiu blew up and squirted out a sip of wine from his mouth, spraying Smair's face.

The next second, Smier suddenly felt dizzy, his body seemed to be pulling away into lines, and his limbs began to twist and stagger involuntarily.

Wu Jiu seized the opportunity and gritted his teeth and clenched his fist with his left hand. A stream of red alcohol began to gather towards his right fist. His right fist became brighter and brighter, like a red light bulb, shining and shining.

After about five seconds of accumulation, Wu Jiu suddenly punched his fist, causing a red air wave. He broke through the waves and rushed towards the shaking Smier without mercy.

"Hahaha……"

Smier was blown away with a crazy smile.

It's still physical damage, mostly offset by Smier's devil fruit ability.

It seems that even if you have strong defense, it is still difficult to win without the powerful moves based on the devil fruit.

Smier was thinking this way. The core of the devil fruit in his body seemed to sense his thoughts, and some strange changes began to occur. He felt that the core of the devil fruit in his body began to pound like a heart, his blood gushed, and this feeling became stronger and stronger, and he was about to come out.

I don't know how long it took, Smair felt like he was struck by lightning, and his whole body felt an indescribable numbness and soreness.

Immediately afterwards, Smier felt a flash of inspiration, and a strange thought suddenly appeared in his mind. A dazzling light flashed in Smier's eyes, and he immediately felt the newly emerging devil fruit ability in his body:

【Horror Poker】

Effect: After use, randomly draw one from 54 playing cards with different effects for combat. Among them, 1-10 are ordinary attack cards, and the power level increases with the size of the number. According to the four suits of red heart, grass flower, spades, and blocks, there are special attack effects.

Smier thought for a flash and immediately activated his power, activate the ability of the Demon Fruit.

“Horror poker!”

Smair summoned his move, and a magical purple playing card appeared in his mind. Then when he drew a playing card with his consciousness, the substantial playing card immediately appeared in his hands. He was lucky, and this time he drew Caohua 7!

Caohua's attack special effect is that it can generate schizophrenia damage that affects the surroundings after hitting the target!

At this time, Wujiu, with red eyes both pupils, was still preparing to launch a second critical strike, but Smer had slowly stood up, and the playing cards shining with purple light in his hand illuminated his terrifying smile.

"Boy... is quite resistant to beating! This time I will let you try what a fist that is big in a sandbag!"

Wu Jiu's right fist continued to grow bigger. This time he gathered more power on his fist. He obviously realized that a simple physical attack could not cause damage to the enemy at all.

Smier grinned and said slowly:

"Hahaha... let me see the sandbag's trap!"

The grass flower 7 flew out and poked on Wujiu's body and burst instantly. Blue ripples spread on Wujiu's muscles. He instantly felt as if he was pulled by several iron hooks from different directions, and then he was forced to pull all the flesh and blood away by a brute force generated by the blue ripples.

A terrible tearing sound came, accompanied by the screams of martial arts wine, the drunk man instantly burst into pieces and broke into pieces.
Chapter completed!