I, Sakaski, Won't Take a Dog Easily.

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"You said that the yellow ape is singing the song I wrote for him? The song "YELLOW LEGHT"?" Sakaski asked with luck.

"It's another song. I passed by the training camp just now to inspect his coaching level. But he seemed to want to show his talent, while beating that Bilibili unilaterally, he sang it. The students in the training camp I jumped on it unconsciously."

"..." Sakarski found that Kuzan's words had a lot of gaps. . .

He was in a hurry to go home for dinner. Since it was not the official song, only the soul singer forcibly pulled the last song he wrote...

"PPAP～I have a pen～," Kuzan said, fearing that his expression would not be clear enough, he simply imitated Polusalino's tone on the spot.

...I can laugh at this stalk for the rest of my life.

The most important thing is that as a non-traveler, Your Excellency Huang Yuan did not realize his calculations.

Sakalski seems to have found that smiling like this every day can definitely make up for the ten years lost because of anger.

"That's why I said it! I'm very envious!" The older youth with problems - Qingzhizai is an honest person, and he doesn't hide his greed: "And your single is also very good, brother! So you can create another one for me. Good first!"

boy!What you said is very insightful!

It looks promising and future-proof!

Mr. Sa smiled proudly and readily accepted Kuzan's compliment.

"Huh, I have some good eyesight." Sakarski seemed very happy, and immediately encouraged him: "Since you also admit [our team is facing the sun], then I will try my best to help you think of another song."

"??"

But what greeted him was Kuzan's confused expression.

"...What's the matter?" Sakaski really didn't know what kind of nerves this guy was going through again this time.

"...Brother, doesn't your song have no lyrics?"

"...Wait, what do you mean without lyrics?" Sakarski was keenly aware of something wrong. He worked very hard to change the lyrics to fit the background of this era.

Kuzan scratched his hair and hummed the tune he heard from Brooke.

"Call Brook to the general! That bastard, dare to plot against me!" Sakaski's face was already livid before he heard half of it, and he dialed Lindemann's phone with gritted teeth and ordered.

What the hell is the Imperial March! ! ?

239. When you gaze into the abyss

Brooke was waiting tremblingly outside an office door. Since the three generals took office, he has been busy practicing.

First of all, as the king's Qiwuhai, he is the focus of cultivating talents, and the old pirate with profound qualifications and knowledge has not yet reached the level requirements planned by the headquarters.

The second reason is that most of the previous numerous repertoires were handed over to this musician, so he couldn't get away to visit the various floors of the fortress.

When he came to the door of this new office for the first time, Brook had no idea what was going on.

But from Lindeman's eyes, he learned an obvious signal-you are in trouble.

As Kuzan walked out of the dark door, he patted him on the shoulder sympathetically.This ominous premonition became clearer.

"Go in." The fox raised his head and gestured towards the timid guy. Although he didn't know what the guy had done, as long as he gave an order from the door, he would never mind dismantling the bone frame to use as a molar. Great.

"I...I... yo ho ho ho ho ho ho ho, I have a stomachache." The skeleton man used his bony fingers to hold the position of the abdominal cavity, complaining repeatedly.

General Lindemann, who was inspired to be President Sa's friend and friend, looked at the weird guy with no internal organs and yelled [I broke my stomach] with a painful face.

The fox, who couldn't bear it any longer, gave a violent push from behind, and then closed the door heavily.

The music master who was missed stumbled into the house. For some reason, the lights in the office were not turned on, and even the blinds were closed tightly.

In the room where you can't see your fingers, there is silence as if no one is there.Brook couldn't help but think of the situation when he was alone in the Devil's Triangle.

The same dignified and dead atmosphere, as if the air is gradually thickening, trying to suffocate people in this claustrophobic and dull space.

"I...I'm afraid of ghosts!" A certain skeletal frame without self-knowledge wailed helplessly.

A flame suddenly ignited from less than two meters away from him. This spark, which was the size of a fingernail of a normal person, flickered on and off, and a burst of rich aroma unique to cigars diffused in the room.

With the help of this not-so-bright light source, Brook cautiously took another two steps forward, and finally recognized the person sitting in front of him.

"Boss Sa!"

He staggered two steps backward in panic before stabilizing his figure.

Although he had been in the Navy headquarters for several years, he had met all the old marshals and new marshals.

But the fear engraved deep in his heart never faded away.

Sakaski, to be precise, he should be called [Akainu] now!

That devilish man.

Back then, the pirates said that there was no return to the nightmare hell——Imperton

Brook witnessed with his own eyes how the devil who kept saying "I'm not a devil" destroyed the last line of defense of the pirates.

In the eyes of many pirates, the expeditionary army is a group of bloodthirsty and ruthless demons.