I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

Sakazuki is a bit embarrassing, how does it feel that this little kid is here to accept punishment?

He tried to turn to his colleagues for help, hoping that these talkative guys could save this strange sense of dislocation from praise to criticism.

All he could see was the contemptuous face of [You fierce dog is scaring people again].

you. . . enough. . .

Sakazuki coughed lightly and attracted the little guy's attention: "The pastries are delicious, and I ate it accidentally. Can you make another plate for us?"

"Eh?!"

320. Poison at night (medium)

Sanji whispered in a bit of surprise, and the three grandparents of the navy headed by Crane showed kind and kind smiles. The little golden retriever, who didn't know how to conceal his emotions, directly wrote his inner thoughts on his face.

Pure, without any other thoughts of smile. I feel very happy just because the food I made is recognized by everyone. This is precisely the most likable aspect of Sanji.

Anyway, Sakazuki has never seen these people treat themselves so kindly.

Either it's a bitter melon face that is serious, serious and comes with reflective glasses-Sakazuki! Work overtime with the old man!

Either it is encouraging, looking forward to the gratifying face that is hard to refuse—Sakazuki, my outstanding disciple! The new batch of graduates of the Boy Scout training camp have been received here. The old man will block the name and train them into excellent and powerful seamen!

Either it is a distressed and threatening face whose cabbage has been eaten by a dog-Sakazuki. If you dare to bully Gion in the future, wait for Shen Hai.

At this moment, Sakazuki successfully understood a thought-provoking truth-there is no comparison, there is no harm.

How can a little milk dog be cute? You guys who have experienced a lot of battles and knowledge are all empty?

Shame!

Shame!!

"Another Saka?" Koyamaji pointed to the smooth porcelain plate and repeated the order request to Sakazuki.

The alliance between the Vinsmok family and the navy headquarters is getting closer. In addition to the cooperation in medical, weapons, technology and other major areas, His Majesty Kage's move to send his two children directly to Marine Vando also won the unanimous agreement of the top navy. A sense of identity.

Porusalino glanced at Sakazuki with a weird smile, and kindly reminded: "Our little chef has to hurry up and help with the cooking. Don't forget the course with the old man."

The admiral of the admiral himself teaches a small stove, and this kind of welfare is not a treatment that all trainees have.

This can also be regarded as the navy's full support for the Vinsmok family, and it is a gesture of reciprocity.

The little angel scratched his head in embarrassment, and jogged back to the kitchen: "I will try my best to keep up with the progress of my practice. After all, everyone in the Boy Scouts is working hard, and I can't lose too much to them."

During this period of time in the Navy Headquarters, Vinsmok Sanji realized that his cheap teacher was a true all-rounder.

Spear, kendo, six styles, domineering, kicking skills, almost Polusalino alone can teach many subjects that require the cooperation of several lieutenant generals.

Speaking of the training camp, Kuzan couldn't help but recalled every time he actually used a beast to eat a certain kid in the cafeteria. He stretched out a finger, and added to the child from a distance: "Set a small goal for you, and put down the little Tyrannosaurus rex first."

"Brother, can I be a little bit knowledgeable? It's dragon fruit, ancient species, allosaurus type." Sakazuki took a sip of coffee and corrected Kuzan's wrong name.

Kuzan just shrugged his shoulders at this kind of ridicule and dismantling. What good is it for Sakazuki to remember these fruits clearly and memorize them in detail?

[If you have the ability to touch a devil fruit and come back...]

On the other hand, he basically didn't know the proper names and abilities of these fruits, but these "little demons" often jumped into their pockets inadvertently.

The green pheasant, who is also an admiral general, can fully understand the Sakazuki brother. This kind of dog-like barking is in a way—it’s so sweet!

"Speaking of which, what about Rajiu? Magellan hasn't taken her off?" Looking at Sanji as he walked away, Sakazuki remembered a key character.

The Sengoku uncle who was tasting coffee suddenly let out a cold snort, Sakazuki didn't mention it.

There was a lot of [mess] caused by this madness, but Zhijiang spent a lot of brains to deal with the aftermath.

"Previously, the Deep Sea Prison was called the Bronze Wall and Iron Wall because of its two trump cards, but if you pour it well, you will go up and get Hiliu!"

The strongest fortresses were breached internally, and the Warring States period felt that this sentence was too **** reasonable!

Although Sakazuki did put forward inter-age suggestions on the construction of Impelton, from a long-term perspective, it can be regarded as a solution to the prison escape situation of Impelton prisoners without any worries.

But while some of the prisoners on the sixth floor have not been shadowed, you Sakazuki removed Shiliu from his post. Wouldn't you still add chaos to Magellan? !

The Buddha reluctantly wiped his glasses, and wiped the mirror surface with excellent reflectivity: "There are not enough manpower. Otherwise, why do you think we should think about strengthening Impelton's management system?"

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"Not enough manpower?" The girl with long pink hair put her hands behind her back and tilted her head.

She looked up at the tall and strong man who had only informed herself of this situation, and was quite surprised.

In front of the girl, there stood a sturdy man who looked exactly like the great demon Satan mentioned in the scriptures. He was wrapped in a black uniform with two horns and two wings on the top of his head and the back of his shoulders.

This rugged man in the shape of a devil, with an awkward look on his face, explained to the little devil in a soft voice: "Sorry, Xiao Leijiu. As a master, I must postpone your monthly vacation. I hope you understand. I... After all, recently many prisoners who have not been silhouetted are trying to escape one after another. If you sit here, I can block the sixth floor with peace of mind."

For the growth path of the two crown princes of the Kingdom of Djerma, the Warring States period can be described as painstakingly.

In addition to learning culinary skills with the chefs of the Navy Headquarters, Koyamaji, who is keen on cooking, has to do physical exercises with Luo, who has the same diverse topics, in the Boy Scout training camp in his free time.

For Vinsmok Lejiu, the mentor given by the Warring States Period is extremely appropriate.

Because this girl has a unique special anti-poison physique, can feed on toxins, and can also use venom to attack.

If everyone who uses poison in this world can't get past the mountain of Magellan.

The poisonous fruit ability, the director of the deep sea prison, and the strongest man in Impelton, single-handedly conquered countless old monsters imprisoned in this abyss.

To be so jealous of these powerful pirates, naturally has its own advantages.

Those with the ability to poison fruit can create a deep purple poison from any part of their body, and even breathe with poisonous gas.

Because of this overbearing devil fruit, almost no one is willing to fight him in close combat.

But there is an exception right now.

Lei Jiu has always been a very considerate and good girl, although she can't go back to see Sanji on time this month, nor can she go to the sea snails in Djerma Kingdom to beat the stupid Odoudou.

But she knew that Magellan never did it on purpose.

Among the jailers wearing gas masks, they had close contact with Magellan beside the poisonous man without preparing any protective measures. Only Lei Jiu could do it.

She nodded, and agreed to Magellan's request without hesitation: "No problem, Mr. Magellan, do you still patrol the floors as before?"

Lei Jiu smiled and held Magellan's sleeves, and didn't ask for more reasons.

This extremely responsible man, if it were not in desperation, would definitely not make such a move.