I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

With his back facing the "Assassin" who completely shields the domineering perception of seeing and hearing and cannot capture the movement, Sakazuki puts his elbows on the tabletop, and his chin rests lightly on the back of his hand, in a seemingly casual relaxed posture, slowly Accumulated enough to support him to instantly violently violently, one hit kills the power.

Perhaps the other party does have a rare concealment method in the world, even if it is as strong as him, it can't capture the breath of the person behind him.

But Sakazuki is also confident that he can take the life of this excellent assassin in an instant. After all, if the opponent is strong enough to confront him, he will not use this method of assassination and poisoning.

Consciously this wave of stable old generals turned his back to the woman behind him, and said solemnly:

"You are not the first person sent to kill me, of course, not the last."

The frost on the indifferent and arrogant pretty face of the Gao Yuyu sister wearing a military cap gradually melted, and after hesitating for a while, she finally revealed a color of confusion that could not be more obvious.

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456. Miss Chuanling is not a big bombing ratio (Part 1)

After waiting for a long time without seeing the other party taking action, Sakazuki finally turned a little impatient and looked at the uninvited guest in front of him.

She was a tall and slender woman. She was about the same age as Robin by looking at her appearance. She was wrapped in the plain and thick military uniform. At first glance, she looked no different from those young female soldiers.

Rumo's long hair was not **** in accordance with military regulations, and was neatly draped over his shoulders to his waist.

Her hair color was darker than the deepest night, and her long hair falling down her waist was smoother than the finest silk in the world.

It can't find a delicate face with a trace of flaws, but it makes people feel vaguely unreality.

But what Sakazuki cares most about is the blushing eyes that look like black candles.

Upon closer inspection, the rare pupil color resembled the pigeon blood red of the finest texture.

It was supposed to be as warm and moist as agate red jade, but for some reason it looked rather bleak and lacking in highlights, and radiated coldness from the inside out like ten thousand years of ice.

"Kill you? General, your question is really cute." After a short period of loss and confusion, this powerful elder sister who should have been the focus of attention no matter where he went, returned to her expressionless expression. A state of indifference.

Sakazuki has a sound, and the Black Sails Alliance has lost its blood this time.

Such an ability to completely shield the domineering perception of seeing and hearing is rare in his life. Coupled with such a beautiful beauty, it is not difficult to predict that she is an extremely excellent individual even in the New World assassin group.

"Come here to assassinate me alone is also considered courage. Tell me, which one of the Black Sails Alliance do you belong to? Golden lion? White beard? Or that suicide madman?" The experienced veteran moved his knuckles a little. Prepare to grab the person in front of you.

But the "Assassin" still didn't resist, and looked like he was caught in a hand.

Her eyes were intertwined with the color of helplessness and compassion, trying to "caring" the military martial artist in front of her.

[My general is afraid he is not a fool...]

Sakazuki easily read the above content from the other party's unconcealed eye information.

But the experienced old general was cheeky and still calmed down, pretending that he didn't understand the message at all.

Seeing and smelling domineering still couldn't capture her figure, even if the other party stood calmly in front of him like this.

The eyes are the windows of the soul. Even if the ubiquitous seeing and hearing color domineering does not work, by observing and judging the emotional fluctuations that are dissipated and expressed by the eyes, reading the countless Sakazuki can also tell the other person. The origin of the identity reveals one or two.

The leader of the legion, who has always been known for his fierce killings, frowned imperceptibly, and these eyes revealed a strange mixture to him.

There was no murderous intention to cover up, no malice at all, and the indifference that came out of her eyes was as cold as the bones, but she was as innocent as a baby.

The murderous moments in Your General's heart are surging, but he is still full of vigilance. So far, the other party's various actions have not shown anything wrong.

But her sudden appearance so far is itself an impropriety and hidden danger.

But since the other party did not make any further radical measures, as the commander-in-chief of the army, he didn't mind initial communication with him.

After all, this should not be what an assassin should do.

So... here comes the problem.

"Who are you?" Chi Inu asked with interest. He was really interested in the other party's method of shielding his domineering behavior.

The guy who can master this kind of skills is by no means idle.

If the principle can be drawn from the opponent's mouth or the method can be purchased at a high price based on the offensive of Pele, then the deterrent power of the Legion Assassin against all parties will be at least doubled.

"Megatron." The iceberg beauty did not pretend to be pretentious, and reported herself very simply.

It must be admitted that at first, Sakazuki was caused by this amazing lady's weird ability, which successfully aroused my curiosity.

But now, he was simply surprised by this guy's name: "The old man is still Optimus Prime... Don't look for a pseudonym, who are you?"

"You are really weird. It is obvious that you chose this name for me before the Marin Vatican dock entrance ceremony. Why are you reluctant to accept it now?" The [female soldier] who had gathered courage to show up looked a little bit at the moment. You Wei: "Or, what you can't accept is actually the existence of a weird individual like me?"

The straight steel man who almost made a woman cry when he didn't agree with him was unmoved, he didn't even know who this guy was!

However, there was something in the previous words of the woman who called herself Megatron, which made the veteran quite concerned.

The current marines on the ship have indeed witnessed and attended the launching ceremony of the Megatron war platform.

At that time, all participants could see clearly that the Warring States Marshal will [Megatron] personally painted on the hull of this huge ship.

However, only Sakazuki and a few other generals knew that the name Megatron was obtained by the Sengoku secretly consulting inside the cabin before the water entering ceremony.

[How did she know? Two years ago, there should be no foreigners in this matter. 】

Following the other party's words, Sakazuki chose to change a breakthrough: "Or please reply to the old man, what are you?"

"Shipling! You can regard me as the deity of Megatron~" The female soldier seldom lost her indifferent expression when introducing herself, and raised her chin slightly proudly.

"Proof? Why should I believe that you are the spirit of this Megatron ship?" Sakazuki suppressed the ecstasy that aroused in my heart, and asked sternly:

"How can I know that you are not a capable person dispatched by the pirates, try to sneak into the hull and then deliberately declare that you are a ship spirit?"

Before the voice fell, the other party did not see any physical movements, and the heavy alloy hatch behind them closed directly.

In an instant, the ship hull that all members can feel suddenly accelerates.

Under the horrified gazes of the crew, the huge hull of the Megatron began to swing from side to side as if drunk and drunk crazy.

"Are these enough to prove my identity? Mr. Akinu." With the words of this female "sea soldier" falling, all the previous turbulence and acceleration of the ship hull seemed to be just a brief illusion that everyone experienced.

"Do you want to prove that you can easily make the Megatron fall if you want?" After sensing the message that the other party wanted to convey to him, Sakazuki was convinced.

After all, if the opponent can manipulate any part of the ship at will, if the guy in front of him is really a spy and pirate spy, then the entire ship will have died countless times, and there is no need to activate the explosive rock to do things with high difficulty.

The ship spirit, dressed as an ordinary female soldier, stroked his abdomen, with a small smile on his mouth:

"This human body is just a mimicry of the soul. As for why you can't perceive my existence, it must be because you are in me right now."

"It's not an illusion..." Suddenly, the somewhat absent-minded Sakazuki couldn't help muttering to himself.