Blue King of One Piece

And when Qinglin broke away from the strange scene that was both real and fantastic, this dilapidated hut hidden in Fishman Street was really ‘dilapidated’!

The surrounding furniture was torn to pieces by the violent hurricane, and the walls were blown apart – this was Qinglin’s unconscious act.

Artoria, Anilu, and Lloyd left the hut early and looked at Qinglin with worried expressions.

On the other side, the fishman carrying Hodi was not really stunned~!

“… What is that? Looking at the scale armor covered by Qinglin’s hands and the pair of beast pupils that obviously did not belong to humans, Mr. Fishman felt unprecedented fear – this gesture, which had never been used when he defeated his Hodi boss before!

This guy… What the hell is it!

Ignoring Mr. Yuman’s sharp gaze, Qinglin just looked around, and then a wry smile appeared on his face – he didn’t expect that a small scalpel left by that guy would have such powerful energy.

And…

“In this way, don’t we become vicious criminals who forcibly demolish people’s houses after breaking into people’s houses?”

So Mr. Qinglin fell into embarrassment for a while – if he waited here for the owner of the house to return, the chance of meeting and pinching himself with others was definitely greater than the chance of chatting well!

After all, the other party…

“But the red corpse Tibetans…” Qinglin touched the bridge of his nose, a little distressed.

But fortunately, during the time when Qinglin was entangled, a person appeared in time to make Qinglin dispel this entanglement.

“Huo… Boss Hody! Here’s your chance! A fishman rushed in from the entrance of Fishman Street in a panic, shouting excitedly as he ran!

“The owner of the shipwreck that just came to the island is a Draco! And he is now in line with the inhabitants of the port, as long as we secretly kill him, we will … Kindness? Top dog? The fishman finally noticed something wrong, and the roar stopped.

“You guys… What kind of people, here are the fish people … Yes! ”

And after that, it was Qinglin’s slightly worried words.

Qinglin almost forgot that in the original trajectory, when he went to meet Draco this time, Otohime should have been injured…

And what saved her at that time seemed to be summoning the ‘White Star’ of the Sea King class.

But now?

Bai Xing was already asleep in Dragon Palace City!

So…

“Lily, follow me to the port!”

“Well.”

“Lloyd and Anilu, you two go activate [Sauron]!”

“Good!”

I was going to rest here for a while, but now it seems…

It’s probably time to sail early!

As Qinglin expected, the dispute in the port has reached a real fever pitch at this time!

Under the angry tongue of fire of a certain fishman just now, that Draco was almost killed by one blow…

If it wasn’t for someone who blocked that shot!

“B… Otohime girl! The fishman who fired the shot looked at the figure hit by him in amazement – although the body was petite, the fluttering skirt and wavy hair were unknown to everyone in the entire fishman island!

That’s Princess Otohime!

On her left abdomen, a hideous eye appeared!

“Otohime-mai!”

“Call the doctor quickly!”

The residents of Fishman Island who were present also boiled after seeing this scene, and various voices rose and fell one after another – on Fishman Island, although some people may not support Ottohime’s policy and thinking of ‘being close to humans’, except for those people in Fishman Street whose thinking has completely collapsed, there is no normal person who will really dislike this gentle and hot-blooded queen.

“… Mr. Musgarud, are you all right! ”

At this time, blood was already spilling from the corners of Ottohime’s mouth, but she still endured the pain and asked the ‘Draco’ who was protected by her.

This ‘Draco’ can’t be fine, if he dies at the hands of the Fish-Man Clan, then it will be a disaster for Fishman Island!

So just now, in the face of her courtier’s angry bullet, Otohime chose to block this shot for the other party – she hoped that her behavior could alleviate the other party’s ‘anger’!

But…

“Fuck off! Untouchables! “When Musgarud kicked Otohime’s petite body away, Draco’s instincts were already revealed!

“You damn lowly creatures deserve to die,” Musgarud looked around with angry eyes.

“How dare you…”

“How dare you…”

Draco pulled out a gun from his arms!

Like the St. Yele, this small pistol is also inlaid with a large number of precious stones, making it look expensive and gorgeous.

“Dare to shoot Young Master Ben? Sure enough, the slave race is the slave race! ”

The muzzle of the gun was aimed at Otomime’s body that fell softly to the ground.

There was no hint of gratitude to Otohime in Musgarud’s words, quite the opposite…

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“Judging from their behavior just now, you are their person who is in charge, right?”

“Don’t think that if you use this kind of bitter meat here, Young Master Ben will forgive you! Woman! ”

Perhaps in the cognition of Draco, the so-called ‘gratitude’ does not exist in the first place!

‘The inferior race shot at the ‘world nobility’? ‘—Extermination!

‘The inferior race blocks the gun for the ‘world nobility’? ‘—rightly so!

In their bodies, which were watered with power and money, hidden is not a human mind at all!

Only this explanation can explain why…

At this moment, the face of the Holy Musgarud can be so ugly!

“I’ve said it, I hate the fishy smell… Untouchables! ”

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Under the angry gaze of all onlookers, he pulled the trigger!

“Bang!” And then the muzzle spewed out sinful bullets!

Subsequently, the bullet disappeared …

In the wind!

Musgarud Saint watched the bullet he shot suddenly shatter into dust the moment it was about to hit the woman, and his heart was still puzzled!

And in the next second, he felt something grab his bubble hood and lift him straight up!

“Click!” “Click!”

Under its grip, the special bubble hood, which is said to be made of the most perfect material, was directly pinched out of the slightest crack!

He instinctively struggled, his feet constantly kicking in the air, trying to get out of ‘it’s control!

But… It makes no sense!

In his senses, the ‘thing’ that was holding on to him was as unshakable as a mountain.

So he moved his gaze.

Then he saw the thing that grabbed him – a palm.

It was a palm wrapped in blue-black scales – sharp nails, not human-like.

The gaze continues to move…

A second later, Musgarud Saint saw…

The man at the end of that arm.

It was a young man in a red trench coat with black and red hair.

“Unfortunately, I hate the smell of scum on you too…” The young man’s voice was like a cold wind in winter, straight into the heart of the saint of Musgarud, almost freezing his blood.

“Rubbish!”

In those red eyes… It seems to be burning under the flames! _

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