One Piece’s Sword Emperor

Whether it was the clothes on Yanlun’s body or the temperament on Yanlun’s body, Mr.3 felt that Yanlun could not be a citizen of the Kingdom of Alabastan.

What’s more, Yan Lun still exudes a noble aura that cannot be ignored!

“Well, I’m not a local, I’m a pirate.”

Taking a sip of coffee, Yan Lun responded with a smile.

“Hai Hai Hai Hai · Pirate!! Mr.3 lost his voice and exclaimed, and the noble boy in front of him actually said that he was a pirate!

How can it be! This boy doesn’t look like a pirate, but like a noble son of some big family!

“Ahem, boy, it’s not good to lie.”

Yanlun shrugged, “Gal Dino, I never lie. ”

“Hee-hee, big brother, I believe you,” Jin Zhou interjected with a smile.

“Miss Golden Week, the name is really not good, little sister, do you want the big brother to help you change your name?”

Yan Lun touched the hat on Golden Zhou’s head and smiled.

“Big brother, this name can’t be changed, this name is from MR·0, if I change my name for no reason, I will definitely be punished by MR·0!”

Jin Zhou raised his little head, squinted his eyes and smiled.

“Mr.0, the leader of your Baroque Work Society, if it is him, you don’t have to worry, as long as you are willing, he, you don’t have to take it to heart.” Yan Lun still had a soft smile on his face.

Before, Yan Lun really didn’t recognize the two people in front of him as people from the Baroque Work Society, until after exchanging names, Yan Lun remembered that Mr and Miss seemed to be code names for members of the Baroque Work Society, and the closer the number was to zero, the stronger the ability.

3, it should be mr·3, wax wax fruit ability, miss golden week, Yan Lun also remembered, is mr·3’s work partner, but she is still a ten-year-old girl.

“He, you don’t have to take it to heart…” Hearing Yanlun’s words, mr·3’s face turned green, this guy’s tone is so big, even the boss of the Baroque Work Club dares to despise it, he is looking for death!

When Jin Zhou heard Yan Lun’s words, the right hand holding the brush paused slightly, and the smile on his face was slightly stiff, “Big brother, do you know that we are from the Baroque Work Society?”

“I didn’t know before, but I suddenly remembered it after passing the names of each other.”

“Aren’t you afraid of both of us?”

When she said this, Golden Zhou, who had originally squinted her eyes, opened her eyes wide, and at the same time, an incomprehensible look appeared in her smiling eyes.

Yanlun didn’t immediately answer Golden Week’s words, just looked at her with a gentle smile, afraid? Afraid of Baroque work? As long as he wants, the Baroque Work Society, he can destroy it with a turn of his hand.

However, when Golden Week asked him what he was afraid of, should be, isn’t he afraid of her? Isn’t he afraid of MR.3? Aren’t you afraid of the Baroque Work Society?

The meaning of MISS Golden Week, Yan Lun understands, indeed, the name of the Baroque Work Society represents a powerful evil force in the Kingdom of Alabastan!

The citizens of the Kingdom of Alabastan fear this and hate them.

That’s why Golden Week asks Yanlun ‘are you afraid’.

“Do I need to be afraid? Besides, if I’m afraid, I’ll continue to sit like this? Yan Lun took off the hat on Golden Zhou’s head and rubbed his little golden head with a smile.

Hearing this, Golden Zhou smiled happily, and there was no other look in his big eyes except for a smile.

Yanlun is the first person besides the Baroque work club who is not afraid of her and is willing to be friends with her, so happy! So happy!

Yan Lun’s words, miss Golden Week is happy, but mr·3 is unhappy in his heart, not afraid that we Baroque work club will not say, the tone is actually so arrogant, really our Baroque work society notoriety comes out of thin air!

Mr.3 suddenly had the idea of teaching Yan Wheel a lesson.

Just as Mr.3 activated his wax fruit ability and was about to quietly teach a Yan Chakra, dozens of guys with long guns and big knives suddenly burst out from all directions, surrounding Lu Tiancafe.

“Baroque Work Society, now, except for the silver-haired boy, idle people and others immediately roll Lao Tzu, otherwise, wait for the mistake to hurt you, don’t blame our Baroque Work Society for being domineering and ruthless!”

Rumble!

As soon as the words fell, the guests of the café disappeared in an instant with panic.

The leisurely look on Yan Lun’s face disappeared, and the gentle smile in his pupils was replaced by an icy color.

Destroying their good mood twice in a row, these people are really too long.

“Hey, the two who are sitting with the silver-haired boy, didn’t you two hear what Lao Tzu said, or do you want to give this kid a funeral!”

Seeing this, a billionaire elder stepped out and directly reprimanded.

“Hey, wait, the person with the number on his head seems to be Mr.3 adult of our work club, and the girl next to him seems to be Mr.3’s partner, Miss Golden Week!”

A billionaire recognized MR.3 and MISS Golden Week and hurried to stop it.

MR.3 only then saw clearly that these dozens of people who surrounded the café were not the millions of elders and hundreds of millions of elderly people of the work club?

Look at this, you don’t have to teach this arrogant brat yourself!

Golden Week first looked at Yan Lun with big eyes, and then looked at the million elders and hundreds of millions of elders who surrounded the three of them.

“Yanlun is my friend, it’s okay, you guys stand down!”

When millions of elders and hundreds of millions of elders heard this, their eyes all showed disdain, and a little girl also wanted to command them, “Miss Miss Golden Week, you are also a member of my Baroque Work Club, do you know that the silver-haired boy sitting next to you killed eight million elders of our Baroque Work Club on the street, and now, you still want to be friends with him?” ”

Hearing this, Golden Zhou showed a stunned look, Yan Lun actually killed eight million elders on the street, in this case, he would definitely not be able to protect Yan Lun and this big brother.

Golden Week’s eyes showed anxiety, and in a hurry, Golden Week looked at Mr.3, and Mr.3 shook his head.

“You miscellaneous soldiers are really bold, you actually dare to spoil my mood again and again, really I am a soft-hearted person.”

Yan Lun rubbed the little head of Golden Week, got up and said to those millions of elders and hundreds of millions of elders.

“Daring, kill my million elders, and dare to be so arrogant and look for death!” Brothers, kill him! ”

Bang bang!

Dozens of gunmen shot at Yan Lun at the same time, and for a while, this small space was full of gunshots.

“Nope!”

After the ten-year-old Golden Week screamed, he cried bitterly.

A moment later, the gunfire stopped, the smoke dispersed, and the thing that frightened dozens of millions of elders and billions of elders appeared, the hateful silver-haired boy was still standing in place, but the bullets they shot out were all suspended in front of him, as if they were fixed by an invisible force!

“Die under your own bullets, you shouldn’t complain, right?” After Yan Lun finished speaking, he smiled evilly, and then, he snapped his fingers, and those bullets suspended around him shot back at an extremely fast speed!

Bang bang bang!

There was no scream, only the sound of falling to the ground one after another, and dozens of millions of elders and hundreds of millions of elders were all shot and killed in the eyebrows! None survived!

ps: The second is more, it is good to be supported by flowers, after all, the results are so scum, I am still insisting! _

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