One Pice: A Game Blue System.

Like something from a cartoon, the poor idiot's feet leave the ground and with a soft yet noticeable thud he crashes head first into the nearest building. Small flecks of old weathered stone crumble off the wall from impact and the unconscious mans body slumps down a moment later.

+15 Exp!

"I'm not going to ask nicely again." I warned. My face was the picture of calm confidence but underneath that facade I was practically giddy with excitement. 'Come on! Bring it! Give me that easy Exp!'

"Kill him!" the leader snarls in anger.

'Well that seems excessive.'

You know, in my 'first life' I'd probably have shit my pants at the sight of a trio of armed men charging me with lethal intention. Unfortunately for them this is not my 'first life'. I may not have the body of a game character, nor a supernatural ability to shut away my panic, but I'm not worried about a damn thing. These morons are the lowest forms of mooks. I can take 'em.

'It's almost embarrassing.' I think as I slip around the knife attacks with barely an effort. 'These guys move so slow.. Is this because I have a DEX in the 40's? Hmm perhaps I should consider focusing points in that after STR reaches 100.'

Alright. Enough of this ridiculousness. My hands shoot out, latching tightly onto the wrists of the two dagger-wielding lackeys. Now that I've got them, all that's needed is just a little twist. The men in question both let out sharp cries of pain as their joints snap and their weapons clatter noisily on the ground. I follow up the maneuver by grabbing both men by their hair and slamming their foreheads together to silence them.

And exactly as I'd expect from this world, the pairs eyes white out and the two collapse bonelessly onto the pavement.

+15 Exp!

+15 Exp!

The younger Poliver suddenly stops his assault as his eyes go wide and panic-stricken. Complete disbelief on his face that his two allies were neutralized in a manner of seconds.

He drops his own weapon and raises his hands in surrender as he starts to back-pedal away. "Okay! Okay! I get it! Not easy prey at all, I understand! Just let me go and you'll never see my face again!"

Now it's my turn to let loose a predatory smile. "Ohhh...we are so past the point of bargaining my friend. Just take your beating like a man...I'll make it quick."

Poliver's eyes widen even further and he stuffs a shaking hand into his jacket. Not two seconds later that same shaking hand is wielding a flintlock pistol and I find myself suddenly before the barrel of a gun. "You stay the hell away from me!" the street thug screams.

I did in fact halt my approach because of both fear and...curiosity. 'I think this is the first time in either life that I've ever had a gun aimed at me...hmmm...yep, It's the first time. I can't say I'm a fan. I wonder if a DEX of 44 is high enough to dodge firearms? Probably not. My DEX is only 4x that of a normal civilians and bullets travel something like 2,500 feet per second right? I'm nowhere near fast enough yet. Though it is an old timey flintlock so the shot is probably significantly slo-'

I saw Poliver's finger tense and I twisted sharply to the left. The crack of a gunshot fills the air and a searing burning pain flares through my side as the bullet grazes me and embeds itself into a wall somewhere behind me.

-36 HP!

Skill Lv up! Physical Endurance Lv. (3/30) → (4/30)

-Your body's durability to damage from

physical sources. Resistance increased from (9%)→ (12%) HP Regen Skill Active!

-Current speed: 0.1% max health per minute.

"Gah-! Fuck!" I practically screech as my hands fly down to clutch at the wound. 'God-! CHRIST that shit burns! Okay! Not fast enough to dodge bullets! LESSON LEARNED!'

I turn my head around to the man who almost put a bullet in me and glared. Even though my [HP Regen] skill would fix me good as new in just under an hours time it did absolutely nothing to deaden the pain.

Thomas Poliver whimpered a pathetic little squeak and his legs crumpled beneath him. He tossed his smoking gun to the side and attempted to scurry away on his hands and knees.

"Ohhhh no. No no no. You aren't going anywhere. We're not done yet." I mutter darkly as I reach out and drag the man back by his ankle.

It's six minutes later when a small contingent of five Marines, presumably from the towns local branch, blockade the entrance to the street. Looking down the alleyway they were presented with the scene of three unconscious men along with a fourth getting the ever-loving shit beaten out of him by yours truly. Needless to say, their first impression of me is not the best.

"This is Chief Petty Officer Mori of Marine Branch 4-6-8!" The leader bellows through a loudspeaker Den-Den-Mushi as his four compatriots all silently level their rifles in my direction. "We are responding to reports of a gunshot! Drop the man and place your hands over your head immediately!"

I spare a quick glance between the marines and Thomas's remaining health bar. He still has 22 points of his original 130 so I'd only mostly beaten him within an inch of his life. I'd say the guy's probably learned his lesson.

I released my hold and let poor Thomas sink onto the cold floor before complying with the officers demands.

+75 Exp! 'Not right now game!' I internally groan while dismissing the blue notification.

The four rifle bearing marines lifted their guns away and all began a slow approach. "Identify yourself stranger! What happened here?" the Chief demanded.

'Okay. No need to panic Jack. Let's see if we can talk our way out of an arrest here. Assault shouldn't be nearly as big an issue in this world as it was back on Earth.'"Good evening Chief. My name is Jack Parker. I arrived here earlier today on a merchant ship from Kivuruk. Got lost while looking for a hotel. These fellows tried to mug me and I took exception to that. The gunshot was from them. I never intended to cause any trouble."