I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

Seeing that these guys started to fight again, the commander of the legion snorted coldly, and looked at the deep-sea ship fleet where the murlocs and humans live in harmony.

Look at this group of problem children in your army. Oh, I'm so annoyed!

"Life can still be used in this way, it's amazing." Sakazuki took the lead to bring the topic back to the ghost spider. His eyes were quite venomous, and he broke through the reason why the ghost spider could grasp the fruit so quickly.

In fact, this is not surprising. In the original Judicial Island chapter, CP9's Kalifa also used an unfamiliar demon fruit in actual combat in a very short period of time.

A government killer with poor combat power can do it. There is no reason that a navy headquarters who holds the two-color domineering and profound life return will be worse than her.

Seeing that the joke wasn't taken into account, Moria was not disappointed. Because the real highlight is still to come, for him, the most critical and extremely important task-finally it's his turn to draw the card!

The pale-skinned big pirate slapped his palms and signaled everyone to focus on his side: "Okay, okay, the fruit is also eaten. Now one person has 30 draws, Ainilu, the research and development of Begapunk Pass the card drawing machine to me, thank you."

It was an A4 paper-sized tablet, and there were two obvious option buttons on the screen that lit up after charging.

"The touch screen is really a luxury item." The mechanical otaku Ai Nilu looked at the tablet reluctantly, greedy.

Moria glanced at the number of votes he had hoarded on Judicial Island last time. There were a total of 901 votes, and there were still thirty people present.

"Come on, I'll pump first." Moria waved his hand and moved his index finger to the button of Shilian.

The mechanical electronic sound rang briskly, and soon, a white card turned over on the screen.

"Normal 1st floor, regular 1st floor, rare 3rd floor, regular 2nd floor..." After a strong voice, the dust settled on the ten cards and coupons.

The black-faced Fei was stunned for a second, and unbelievingly, he poke the Shilian button again.

"Rare four layers, rare three layers..." [yeah!] As soon as the voice of the first two cards came out, Moriah happily gave herself a cheer.

Although it is still [rare], it is a good sign...

"...Normal one, normal one..."

I hope I can go as fast as I can.

Seeing the blue sky and white clouds, Moria thumped and knelt on the floor of the palace holding the tablet high.

He was muttering words and speaking at an amazing speed, and there was a double image between the opening and closing of his mouth. The next second, he pressed the Shilian key again.

"Epic Fifth Floor!" That strong voice made a group of navy's familiar voices come from the tablet.

It was the first time that I saw the little ghosts at the card drawing scene. Although I didn't know what [Rare] and [Epic], but I heard one thing-the voice is not the old navy hero, Monkey·D·Kapu! !

"That **** old man..." Ainilu heard his voice full of ghost fire, and he gritted his teeth and asked the lieutenant admirals who were clearly aware: "How could he participate in dubbing?"

Seeing this mention, the lieutenant generals smiled weirdly, and confessed to the person who had finalized the dubbing candidate with a backhand finger.

Gion smiled and turned his head to explain: "One, because Mr. Karp is a hero of the navy headquarters, it is natural to make good use of the iconic celebrity effect."

Ainilu glanced at Moonlight Moria, who started to laugh strangely, and continued to ask, "The second reason?"

"Only Mr. Karp has plenty of time, and he is idle anyway. Instead of letting him add a block to my husband, it's better to let him do something serious~" The big rabbit's expression was very gentle at this moment.

After all, she glanced at Sakazuki and saw the other side nodding affirmatively, and almost raised her pretty face to the sky.

Hawkeye, who was still sitting at the long table watching, saw the same Qiwuhai Yueguang kneeling so easily, his expression became more disdainful.

He frowned, and curiosity drove Mihawk to get up and walk this way. What is it that makes Moglia sometimes upset and sometimes ecstatic?

Riding on Moria and still indulging in the card draw, he couldn't help asking Xiliu, who is also a swordsman, "Can you explain it briefly? The situation in front of me is really unbearable."

The Sword Demon picked up a cigar and said to the other party: "Take the prisoner in the big prison as a bet, and Moria draws the opponent's shadow. The first and second floors are [common], the third and fourth floors are [rare], and the fifth floor is 【epic】"

Mihawk glanced deeply at the opponent, and then forced him to ask: "Most ordinary people only know that there are five floors in the Great Prison, Xiliu, don't say half of it."

"The sixth floor is-[Legend]" The murderer breathed out smoke rings and reluctantly said it.

"..." Hawkeye was lost in thought. He still didn't understand these rules of the game, but there was no doubt about it.

The Navy should use this method to control the prisoners of Impelton Grand Prison.

Moria was exposed in the [Battle of the Five Armies] with the weird ability to manipulate zombies. Although I don't know the specific smoothness, this colleague kneeling on the tablet is by no means as simple as it seems.

"Ah la la, sorry for being late, I only carried the prisoners from the prison ship into Vinsmok's sea tower dungeon. Teacher Zefa was guarded there." Kuzan said slowly and loudly. It came from the door.

Those with the ability to freeze fruit shook one step at a time, drooping their eyelids as if they were about to enter a dream again.

Moria jumped up from the ground suddenly and handed the tablet to the admiral.

"Please help.."

"The thirty consecutive games assigned to you have been drawn, and it's my turn." The voice of Sakazuki broke out halfway, stubbornly holding back Moriah's request.

Seeing the legendary man of good fortune is close at hand, how could Moria just let it go. He shook the tablet in his hand and defended to Sakazuki: "No, I have one left, and 901 have not yet been completely separated."

"Tsk" and Sakazuki pretended to be calm and gentle, and waved indifferently and agreed: "Let him smoke first."

[Ridiculous! Only a coupon, the probability of ten consecutive years will be a bit higher, this is a well-known thing. Sakazuki weighs the pros and cons very quickly in his mind, but he is an expert who has studied probability in the library of this department. [Because of the huge base of prisoners in the first five floors of Pelton, the probability of wanting a single shipment is like finding a needle in a haystack. 】

"Wow! Legend of the sixth floor!" Uncle Karp's vigorous voice sounded again, blasting mines in the ears of Sakazuki.

Sa Zongyun's calm expression froze.

282. Mystery Doesn't Save Fei (Medium)

[What are you kidding?] Sakazuki slowly turned his head and glanced sadly at Kuzan's legs-the look in his eyes was exactly the same as before.

A certain European lazy seal instantly lost sleep, and suddenly the sleeping bear woke up and the admiral looked blank.

He stared innocently at the source of hostility next to him who was focusing his constant evil thoughts on his legs-Senior Brother Fierce Dog with no expression on his face.

"Um... uh, what did I want to say, well, forget it." Kuzan said to his lips but his brain was short-circuited. After thinking for a moment, he didn't remember what he wanted to say to the brother, so he had to pass the tablet to him. Sakazuki.

Ignoring Moria’s seizure-like twitching and smirk from ear to ear, Sakazuki took a closer look and found the sixth story of the legend: "It really made you get it." A cradle?"

His eyes hovered between ten consecutive and single strokes, hesitating.

The **** seal of the talented Kuzan succeeded in a single draw. It is unreasonable that he is also a navy general and his probability of 30 draws is lower than one draw.

[Isn't it just a **** pumping a dog? Sakazuki)," which once believed in science, finally turned into the embrace of metaphysics under the cruel blow of reality. [He is a "red dog" who can resist and fight. If he talks about dogs, he should be more aggressive. 】

"Normal one, normal one,..."

Karp's loud voice continued to sound on the tablet, and the other generals maintained a Buddhist posture of observing the nose, nose and heart, because President Sa's hand was even worse than Moria's.

All the [Normal Level], because it is not [Ten Lian], there is no consolation prize of [Rare].

Xiliu picked up the red wine on the long table and poured it into the goblet, shaking the scarlet wine in the glass and began to taste it.