I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

Behind often extreme conceit, there is a fragmented inferiority complex.

How arrogant is in front of people, then how vulnerable is behind people.

A word that is so fragile that even a casual person can destroy the entire inner line of defense.

This big boy who is hard to hurt by a sword is already full of holes in his heart.

How terrible is the thunderbolt?

The guy who claimed to be a **** in front of him was just wrapping himself in a coat of mystery, using religion to escape.

But if things go on like this, the big boy who lives deep in his heart and loves machinery will probably disappear forever in a corner where no light can be seen.

"Hey, Robin, can this be the Ainilu we are looking for?" Looking at the horrified movements of the Bika toll man and the young girl's actions, Karp, who picked up a cloud mouse again, couldn't help but say a little more. mouth.

"..."

This is the first time Robin knows what a pig teammate is.

Ainilu's face immediately became gloomy, and towards the [First Priest] he had promised earlier, he slowly raised his index finger.

"You lied to me?"

Questioning words, sure tone.

"...Can you listen to me explain?"

"Thirty Thousand Volt. Dao Wife" the person with the ability of thundering fruit had a cold expression, thunder and lightning suddenly shot out from his wrist.

Karp's reaction was quicker. The moment he saw the domineering and noticed that the opponent raised his hand, he grabbed Robin and blocked the blow.

He looked at the scorched cloud mouse with some distress. Fortunately, the blow fell on the girl behind him: "Hey, hey, boy, if you hurt her. The guy who protects the calf in Sakazuki will definitely be Don't let me take her out to play again."

"I'm a god! No one can disobey the commanded god." The thunder **** screamed at the first taste of betrayal.

The answer was an oncoming black iron fist.

Seeing that the opponent's body was full of scorch marks caused by the circuit, Ainilu sneered in his heart and spread his arms to wait for the opponent's suicide attack.

"Huh, physical attacks can't constitute me... eh?!"

"boom!"

Those with the natural ability who don't even have the most basic defense and parry have taken a hardened iron fist that is the navy's first armed and domineering hardened fist that can beat the emperor.

"What a weak god..." Karp looked confused, holding the fragrant cloud mouse leg in one hand, and holding the friendship-breaking fist in the other hand.

The Lord Thor, who was punched on the deck, was at a critical moment of doubting his life.

Ainilu's eyes were dark, and he couldn't understand why this unreliable old foodie could hurt himself when he was in a coma.

"This is the iron fist of love!"

Karp shook his head. This class of young people with natural abilities can't do it, from Smogg in the headquarter to the young man who fell to the ground with one punch.

You know, he also deliberately reduced his strength.

234. Robin, I'm not a man

Robin covered his eyes with an expression that couldn't bear to look straight.

You know, whether it's the unsmiling Sakazuki or Kuzan, who is the least stressful when she gets along, they all have a bad face when talking about the power of Karp's iron fist.

Even when inquiring about this matter, Kuzan, who had served on the Karp ship, had a rare look of dread on his always confused face. And this ferocious iron fist hurts his face when he really looks at it.

"Lieutenant General Karp! The plan is not like this!!!" Although the opponent is very capable and has a high rank, the girl still couldn't help complaining about the pig teammate's disruptive behavior.

Trying to tear off the skin of the cloud mouse legs that were scorched by lightning, Uncle Karp was surprised to find that most of them were still able to enter his mouth.

The navy hero who likes to break the game more than setting up the game is now stuffed with cloud mouse barbecue and vaguely quibble: "Hahaha, don't care. You see, our original plan was to try to use mild means and solve it peacefully. The question of Anilu, I just skipped the steps and got the answer directly."

Karp's not playing cards according to the routine is indeed a headache, but what is even more troublesome is how to deal with the mechanical house of Anilu.

Robin looked at the dead arrogant embedded in the deck with eyes full of complexity: "What now? A person with a strong natural ability who has lived in a discriminatory environment since childhood, let alone full of thoughts in his head. Just like that. After the release, I am worried that something will happen to Bika."

"Then you can't kill, right? He didn't commit anything." Although the beating is quite fun, but when it comes to position issues, Karp obviously still has his own professional creed. This adult male who claimed to be reliable looked at the small piece of cloud rat meat in his hand and had an epiphany on the spot. "Okay, let's do it like this! Then [easy] people with natural abilities must of course tie it back to the headquarters, and wait until the old man slowly tunes them into..." The little kid in Sakazuki is always thinking about it. Digging people everywhere, and his uncle Karp can intercept a good seedling when he goes out and take a bend. Isn't it a judgment?

Besides, he certainly doesn't want to let go of the talents of instant barbecue. Don't throw the dischargeable Anilu after hitting it, the dogs next door are crying.

Killing two birds with one stone is a hero who deals with problems.

Listening to the terrible speech of Uncle Karp, Robin couldn't help but sympathize with Uncle Warring States-how did you get along with such a **** for decades!

Kaplan greeted the marines watching the play on the deck: "Come here, a bunch of bastards! Take the sea floor stone to handcuff him and send him to the infirmary."

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"Huh? This is it?" The head iron **** reluctantly opened his swollen eyelids and looked at the surrounding environment. His memory seemed to be fragmented, and the last sight remained on the pitch-black fist that had been getting closer. Oh, it was beaten.

Gan!

Ainilu finally connected his memories before and after. The woman from Qinghai tricked him into getting on the boat, and now the feeling of powerlessness all over her body perfectly confirms her conjecture—the old thing that doesn’t tune in must be He sullied him with his fist holding Hailoushi.

"Don't think too much about it. The Hailou stone shackles are just to prevent you from losing your temper when you wake up." A somewhat familiar female voice came from above Aini Road's head.

Immediately, the girl with a good smell of flowers appeared in his field of vision. The mechanical house that had lost [Divine Power] opened his mouth, as if he wanted to reprimand.

Fierce eyes stared at this cute girl with a wheatish complexion, and she seemed to want to eat her alive. The two looked at each other for a long time, and Ainilu sighed lightly. After all, he did not get angry, but turned his head and mumbled quietly: "You liar."

And Robin’s eyes were filled with a smile that couldn’t be hidden, as if he was admiring Karp’s masterpiece: "I found that your temper seems to have changed a little bit after being imprisoned by the sea floor stone."

Although I did not hear whether the other party was taunting or boasting about himself, Ainilu still seemed very calm. The boy who lacked love seemed to believe that bad luck was imminent: "What do you plan to do next? Put me in Bika Quan The people on the island beheaded in front of the public?"

"Bika?" Robin turned around and pulled up the blinds of the infirmary as if he heard something funny, "We are now on the way back to Qinghai."

"..."

Ainilu's eyes widened at this moment, but he seemed to think of something immediately.

He laughed at himself and raised his handcuffed wrist, his words were full of frustration: "Do you want me to be your slave? Or a unique exhibit?"

"Don't be funny, don't you want to learn electrical and mechanical engineering? We have the best scientific research team." Robin leaned down and poked this guy with persecuted delusion, comforting him with his own unique black belly joke Anilu: "Nature is really not a rare animal in the navy headquarters. Smoke man, ice block man, flash man, magma man...If you want to be an exhibit, you have to rank."

Not only was he indifferent to seeing the other party, he even averted his sight. Robin was not discouraged either. He folded his hands behind his back, and leaned his half body forward. The Lord God’s eyes: "Anilu, are you angry with me?"

"fraud..."

"I am a professionally certified naturalist at the Navy Headquarters," Robin reminded intimately.