I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

"Hey! What have we seen with the legion commander! First, this weird person who can drill in the shadows is the live skeleton on the pirate ship?" Bermel held a lady's cigarette in his mouth and pointed the muzzle at this point. Nanbukai who fought with Sakazuki.

Sakazuki raised his hand: "Stop the bombardment of that pirate ship! Put down your guns. Nanbu Haimolia is currently not an enemy."

He looked at Gion's solemn expression and said, "How about you meeting that skeleton?"

"Extremely happy!" Gion stepped out, and the skillful moon step and shaver drew a sharp broken line in the air, six types of combined skills-the razor. The prospective admiral candidate knocked the love knife out of the scabbard with one finger, and the speed increased sharply again, facing the panicked skeleton like a rabbit.

But unexpectedly, at the moment when the blade was about to cut the bones of the skeleton, the opponent suddenly drew a slender stinging sword from the crutch to withstand the tentative blow.

The famous sword Jin Piluo seemed to come alive in Gion's hand, and when the blade made a mistake, he slashed towards the opponent's empty space, changed its direction again while the stabbing sword was still returning to defense, and slashed towards the opponent's head.

But the flexibility of the skeleton really surprised her. In the blink of an eye, the blade's second change of direction and slash was still locked by the opponent.

"Ooooooooooo, please stop. My name is Brooke, a musician, and I don't have any malicious intentions." The skull holding the sword was sincere. He was wandering in this area, but the pirate ships without sails and rudders drifted with the waves.

There is no one to accompany him. The companions have already turned into dead bones, and music has become the only good medicine that can adjust this boring drift. However, the sound of the violin exposed his position and hit the navy that appeared in this sea area head-on!

Gion roughly tested the opponent's reaction speed. Although the opponent dexterously resisted this move, it did not mean that the skeleton could make a request with her.

She slumped slightly, and instantly turned into an afterimage "Quick Slash-Mountain Rabbit!"

"So fast!" The skeleton who claimed to be Brook sighed, and Gion stabbed his head with a knife.

"I really don't mean anything, Miss Navy!" But even if the skull is on the ground, the other party can still speak.

The Rear Admiral frowned. This was the first time she met someone else's head, and the other person could still talk to her: "Are you a ghost or a human?"

"Of course I am a human!" The skeleton of the questioned race looked very angry. He looked at the navy ship not far away with his hollow eye sockets: "I am a demon fruit capable person who ate the yellow spring fruit!"

Sakazuki has been observing the opponent's skill, and at the first sight of him, an interesting idea emerged in his mind. Although Brooke's strength is not too bad at the moment, he can't do a few tricks under a sword magnate like Gion.

But the other party’s original appreciation space is not in the inexplicable swordsmanship. The guard captain of a certain country in the West Sea was attracted by a group of musical adventurers under the banner of pirates, and resolutely followed them to the great route for adventure, and then all of them were buried here. .

The lieutenant admiral of the navy headquarters valued his origin and a fairly clean adventure career. Qiwuhai does need a large pirate with enough influence to serve, but in addition to strength, the prestigious goods like Bucky in the original book also occupy a place.

But what Sakazuki needs is not Brooke's outstanding strength and prestige among the pirates. There are many powerful guys in the sea of ​​Qiwu. The Hawkeye, which the Navy is paying close attention to, is a perfect example.

But what the Navy really needs is the star-like appeal of the other party among ordinary people who eat melons.

The phenomenon-level idol group of the King of Lingsong will be an excellent tool for the military and Qiwuhai to gain reputation.

Looking at the skeleton with the headband and the skeleton brought back by Gion, the abacus in Sakazuki rattled.

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The Deep Sea Prison—Advance City welcomes several distinguished guests from the Navy today, and it deserves its name. Sengoku really went to Impelton, but what he didn't tell Sakazuki was that besides him, the admiral Sora and the chief staff of the navy headquarters were all on board.

Magellan, who had only been promoted to the director, didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly invited a few people into the department's office to take a rest.

The strongest man in the deep sea prison covered his stomach anxiously, and wandered around the office back and forth.

He has only 4 hours of work in the post 24 hours a day to exclude eating and sleeping. At other times, this ruthless character who makes even the most vicious pirate in the prison talk discolored is fighting diarrhea.

The superhuman poisonous fruit's extremely abnormal ability turned him into a humanoid biochemical weapon. A deep purple poison can be produced from any part of the body, including sweat, saliva, and even exhaled sighs, which turn into highly poisonous gas.

This multifunctional poison can paralyze the nerves of creatures, produce intense pain or cause hallucinations, and can easily kill people.

But because of its strong toxicity, even if it is contaminated by saliva and exhaled gas, it can turn the food that is about to enter the mouth into a highly toxic dark dish. Because of this, Magellan has never had a meal without diarrhea.

The highly toxic that is sent from the mouth and esophagus to the stomach for digestion is reabsorbed through the intestines, so that those with the ability to poison people can not bear their own toxicities, and the diarrhea is serious.

The warden, who was struggling with his abdominal pain, had to confirm to the Sengoku period again: "Is the lieutenant in Sakazuki on the road?"

"Ah, Magellan, you don't have to force yourself so hard, we old guys all know your situation. You don't need to sit here with us, wait for Sakazuki to bring Moria to Propulsion City before we let you The deputy director of the People’s Republic of China is here to inform you.” The Warring States period comforted those with painful expressions of poisonous fruit ability. Of course, this kind of forbearance was uncomfortable, with abdominal cramps, cold sweats, tight muscles around the buttocks, and even walking. Don't dare to go fast.

However, Magellan felt this unlucky feeling of being at home every day, which made several people present deeply sympathetic.

"Huh!" Magellan exhaled gently, and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. "Then you will be out of company first, Xiliu, take care of the marshal and them."

The named deputy director was calmly distributing gas masks to several navies. He laughed and stretched out his fingers to buckle the buckled mask: "Of course, it is convenient for you to go first. You are not here. We No need to bring this stuff."

"Hiliu of the Rain, are there any thorns in this prison?" Seeing Magellan leave, all three of the navy headquarters took off their gas masks, and the Admiral Kong looked at the deputy director who started smoking cigars and asked.

The deputy director with a weird nickname laughed lowly: "Hahaha, of course, Marshal Sora, you know what kind of goods are being held here, but please rest assured, I will sacrifice those who are too active."

He slightly frowned, she knew that the deputy director's ability and strength in handling affairs and coordinating affairs were absolutely top-notch, but the most worrying thing was his bloodthirsty temperament.

The Chief Staff Officer of the Navy Headquarters couldn’t help but reminded, “Hiliu, you have to pay attention. Except for the director of the Deep Sea Prison, who has the power to execute any criminal, no one else can kill indiscriminately. After all, the fruit power will reappear with the death of the host New ones are born on the sea."

Xiliu hesitated and nodded, but he didn't hear it. He couldn't guess it.

"Blubru!" The phone bug carried by the Warring States rang at this moment, and Zhijiang and Sora glanced at each other and picked up the phone: "Sakazuki, how is the mission accomplished?

173. I bloom in the killing

Sakazuki randomly tossed the skull head with the strange explosive head with one hand, as if weighing the weight of the skull.

He allowed Gion to pass the microphone to his mouth, and answered the question of the Warring States Period: "General, the harvest of this trip is beyond imagination!"

"Please don't break my hair! I can't grow it anymore!!!" The skull was deep in the fear of baldness, and wailed non-stop.

"Noisy! Try it again? Believe it or not, I will burn all your explosive heads!" Sakazuki gave Brooke advice with a "gentle" expression on his face.

Faced with a fatal threat, the skull stopped crying abruptly.

But the Warring States on the phone worm took off his military hat with a twisted expression, and carefully touched his Buddha-like hairstyle.

In theory, he really belongs to the category of explosive heads.

"Yeah.. Isn't the boy threatening the old man?" Zhijiang squinted his eyes and asked several people in the room who were also listening to the phone.

The deputy director continued to smoke his cigar as if Xiliu was hanging up high on his own.

Kong shrugged his shoulders, saying that he didn't even know what had happened. You'd better ask Ahe.

And the Lieutenant General Crane, who had been with the Warring States partner for the longest time, glanced at the navy marshal who threw the pot to him, and quickly pierced the question of the Warring States period: "Who else has the explosive head in the whole house?"

"Sakazuki!" The roaring voice of Sengoku suddenly exploded in the ears of the lieutenant admiral of the navy headquarters, leaving the rockberry real ability person who didn't know what happened with a blank expression.

Sakazuki and Gion looked at each other, and both saw the puzzlement in each other's eyes: "What's the matter? General?"

"Whose hair are you going to burn! Tell me clearly! Otherwise, I will tell Ahe what I heard that day!" The Warring States sternly threatened someone who had a handle in his hands.

Sakazuki finally realized why the Buddha had exploded his hair. The strange hairstyle of his boss seemed to have been hit by a lying gun invisibly.

"Do you know Huangquan Fruit?" Sakazuki also did not directly explain it, but posed a question to the Warring States Period.

"Nonsense! Are Charlotte Lingling's sinking warships still in the minority? The soul and soul fruit will annoy the old man to death, how can I not know its inferior fruit!" The Warring States rebuffed.