One Piece: Transform into the Eight Great Demons!

As early as when he left Punk Hassad, on that ship, Crocodile randomly threw a few pieces of clothing to Lindsay.

Crocodile's clothing is quite good.

A long coat lined with a casual suit.

Lindsay's body itself is already close to "perfect."

This does not only refer to the face, because whether it is the proportions of the body or the lines of the muscles, they are the most perfect works of ancient people.

Even if a modern master carver wants to perfectly reproduce Lindsay, it would probably take him years or even decades of effort.

Such a body will naturally attract attention and be very popular at the same time.

That is life's yearning for "beauty", and it is understandable.

…

Because of this, the group of dancers were particularly enthusiastic towards Lindsay.

They greeted the tall and perfect young man, thinking that instead of having a drink, it would be better to go over and serve those smelly pirates.

But just when everyone was about to enter the tavern, a man with a mustache and two burly guards stopped Lindsay.

"You have a good figure, little brother!"

"Looking like you're exercising, are you interested in making a lot of money?"

"..."

In just two sentences, the words "with bad intentions" have actually been written on his face.

But Lindsay's innocent face made Mustache mistakenly think that he was just a young man who had just gone to sea, and he was also very easy to fool.

So Mustache immediately added:

"Brother, it's rare to come to the Chambord Islands. Don't you want to make a name for yourself here and make a lot of money before entering the new world?"

"I have a good project here!"

Mustache suddenly raised his hand, and the two guards who reached out immediately took out two suitcases.

Click!

The suitcase was opened and it was full of berries.

"I am the owner of an arena and specialize in organizing competitions."

"Brother, you look like you can fight very well. How about it? Do you want to come over and try your hand at my place?"

Mustache waved his hand and said with a smile: "As long as you show up, you will get one million berries, if you survive the game, you will get 5 million, and if you win, there will be a grand prize of 10 million berries!"

"And this is just the price of one game!"

These words were so fluent that I don’t know how many times I have repeated them.

"..."

Lindsay looked at the mustache and then looked along the route the other party took.

Sure enough, the mustache came from illegal territory.

Of course Lindsay knew what an arena in an illegal zone was.

The so-called competitions and high bonuses are mostly meant to trick people into dying.

While thinking, a hand suddenly grabbed Lindsay.

It was a brown-haired dancer who was holding Lindsay's hand and signaling with her eyes that she hoped Lindsay would not follow Mustache.

Having set up shop on the edge of the illegal zone for a long time, the dancers naturally know who the mustache is.

It's rare that this young man is so pleasing to the eye, and the dancers are not willing to watch Lindsay being tricked into dying.

"etc……"

The brown-haired dancer spoke.

But before she could say anything, a strong guard behind the mustache came forward and grabbed the dancer's head.

"Hello."

The strong man had a serious face and threatened: "Girl, if you disturb us, you know what will happen, right?"

The strong man's hand holding the dancer's head gradually became stronger, and he was about to crush this troublesome woman to death.

But at the same time, behind the strong man, another even bigger figure suddenly appeared.

A big red-skinned hand grabbed the strong man's head, almost exactly the same way the strong man grabbed the dancer.

The difference is that it is more powerful.

"It hurts, it hurts..."

The strong man felt that his skull was about to be crushed. He struggled unconsciously and let go of the dancer in his hand.

His head was tightly grasped, and he couldn't see what was behind him, but he only felt extremely terrifying, as if the instinctive fear in his body had been awakened.

Looking out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the mustache and the other guard next to him had their eyes widened, as if they were trembling at something.

"what exactly is it?"

The strong man spat out these last words.

Then he felt the soil under his feet begin to spin, like a soft whirlpool, tightly gripping his body.

Then, the strong man felt his body sinking, and severe pain struck from bottom to top, spreading throughout his body.

boom!

Diqui form.

The demonized Lindsay grabbed the strong man's head with one hand and pushed his whole body into the ground, leaving only a head with rolled eyes, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The earth and rocks twisted under Lindsay's control and turned into a whirlpool, trapping the strong man underground!

"ah!"

This strange and terrifying scene made the dancers scream, and also made Mustache and another guard stunned in place.

The latter two people clearly realized that they seemed to have hit an iron plate.

Mustache has been in the underground world for many years and is flexible, so he immediately bowed down and admitted his mistake.

"Sorry to disturb you, sir!"

"If you continue drinking, I'll get out of here right away!"

After Mustache finished speaking, he took advantage of Lindsay's attack without reply and walked away.

But halfway through, his head was also grabbed by Lindsay, and he suddenly broke out in cold sweat.

"you……"

"Don't leave in a hurry!"

Lindsay held up two dark green ghost horns, and her scarlet eyes wandered back and forth.

He looked at the enthusiastic dancers, and then at the men with mustaches and strong men dressed fiercely.

Grinning and saying:

"I seem to think it's more interesting here..."

…

Crocodile felt that everything was finally going smoothly.

He successfully settled Alvin Lindsay and successfully found the black marketeer in the underground world with whom he traded.

As a Shichibukai king with the "legal right to plunder", Crocodile certainly does not lack sources of funds.

However, the place where he wanted to use the funds was Alabasta.

The king of that superpower, Nefertari Kobra, is a very upright and rigorous person.

Coupled with the assistance of many ministers, if a large amount of looted funds are to enter Alabasta, it will inevitably be noticed.

Therefore, the first thing Crocodile had to do was to "legalize" his funds.

In the illegal zone of the Chambord Islands, Crocodile had already found someone to plan this matter.

…

Shampoo Islands, Island 13.

An arena without rules.

This is a place where nobles and upper-class people enjoy themselves.

Slaves and beasts were imprisoned together and then put into the arena to fight with each other.

The results of the victory and defeat will also be used by the nobles for gambling and entertainment.

At this moment, in the broadcast room of the arena, Crocodile and the owner of the arena had already met.

The former intends to use the "gambling" mechanism of the arena to cleanse all the looted funds through the transactions of nobles.

Later, some goods were purchased, allowing this large amount of funds to flow quietly into Alabasta!

"Gambling...?"

Crocodile smiled darkly.

He's very good at this.

Even, in the near future, he will build a very large casino in Alabasta!

But now, the first thing Crocodile has to ensure is the smooth progress of this gambling operation.

"Hello."

Crocodile looked back at the arena boss and said in a deep voice: "Have your people been arranged? The result of this competition is certain, right?"

"Hehehehe, don't worry, [Sand Crocodile]."

The owner of the arena is a little man who looks like a skinny monkey. He smiled sharply and said: "No one can beat our final player this time. Our transaction will definitely go smoothly!"

"Now, hehehehe..."

"[Sand Crocodile], let us enjoy this warm-up performance together!"

"..."

Crocodile didn't say much, he just looked at the broadcast screen and seemed a little uninterested.

The so-called warm-up performance is just to get a ferocious beast, and then find a few unlucky slaves or stupid young people, and let the beast tear them into pieces.

Crocodile didn't care about this kind of thing, he just found it troublesome.

Just let me wait for the game to end, and then return to Alabasta with Alvin Lindsay.

By the way, what is that primitive man doing now?

Hahaha, maybe you are already drunk!

Crocodile held his cigar in his mouth and glanced at the screen casually.

Then, he saw a familiar face among the group of unlucky slaves——

Smiling, sunny and pure.

It’s none other than Alvin Lindsay!

Immediately, Crocodile's expression became strange. He rubbed his temples vigorously and grinned:

"I knew it wasn't going well!"