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

Rainland, the city is home to the largest luxury casino in the entire territory, and it is also the location of the most well-known industry owned by Crocodile, a member of the Shichibukai.

Although the navy almost collectively suspects that Crocodile has created this mess, but there is no visual evidence, and there is no way to prove that the member of the Royal Shichibukai violated the agreement.

Therefore, when they rushed to find the member of the Shichibukai, everyone in the navy responded with resentment.

On the one hand, it is one thing to peek out the flaws exposed in Crocodile's words and get some useful information. One of the purposes of this trip is to urge the sand crocodile who is madly doing things behind the scenes to stop the horse in time.

"Folks, please follow me." The attendant in charge of the reception showed quite a professional quality, as if he had been told that there would be a visit from the navy, and he never showed any surprise.

"Oh, it seems that Crocodile should have expected that we would definitely come to visit." Seeing this, the thoughtful Lindemann probably understood Crocodile's attitude at the moment.

This is obviously sending a message to everyone: Not only did I know the purpose of your trip, but I am not worried about your ensuing questioning.

[You really dare to be confident, sand! Eagle! Crocodile! Fish!] The fox expressed a little dissatisfaction with this. On the basis of the other party knowing that he has strong investigative capabilities, he dared to make you toss so frankly.

Apart from absolute self-confidence, it was also a silent humiliation to him.

Several people turned into a corridor passage while accompanying the attendants.

Inadvertently, the fox, who usually pays attention to maintenance and relies on his face for food, keenly noticed that his handsome face seemed to be covered with some rough and fine particles.

He raised his hand and scratched his cheek a few times before raising his fingertips to his eyes, wanting to see what kind of dust he wiped off his face.

【Sand?】

The fox looked at his fingertips in confusion, and then his face froze suddenly, and he cursed in a low voice: "What a cautious old ghost!"

In this passage leading to the inner hall, there is dust that is hard to see with the naked eye.

And these fine floating sands cover the entire space, and can easily perceive targets that are difficult to see with the naked eye.

Even with an extremely fast raid, it is difficult to ensure that you will not get a grain of sand in the dusty corridor.

It directly put an end to his plan to stay here incognito and continue spying on intelligence after the visit.

How many people entered the inner hall through the corridor, and how many people left from the hall.

Under the careful arrangement of Crocodile, it is clear at a glance.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have underestimated this king Xia Qiwuhai who usually acted in a low-key manner.

Among the seven kings of today's Qiwuhai, Crocodile's sense of existence is undoubtedly the lowest.

Not as famous as Brooke, who has fans all over the world, and not as famous as Tiger Fisher among all ethnic groups.

Unlike the eagle-eyed Mihawk, who is famous as the world's number one swordsman, nor is he admired by everyone like the Pirate Empress, who is known as the world's number one beauty.

Even Katakuri, who finally became the king's Shichibukai, has a more brilliant record and is more famous than Crocodile.

He was obviously the first big pirate to be recruited by the world government, but he has been living in silence for decades.

The few occasions when he was exposed to the world were just responding to war calls, or occasionally attending large-scale auctions of the business giant Umit family.

It seems that apart from this, it is difficult for anyone to see him.

But now, from Lindeman's point of view, this guy who has kept a low profile for decades is clearly hiding something.

The fine manipulation of sand and dust in the past was absolutely impossible to use so lightly without years of research and development and deepening of the natural ability.

And he not only hides his tyrannical strength, but also hides his deep scheming and grand and careful plans under his low-key appearance.

Crocodile, just like his nickname, looks like a crocodile hiding its body in the water.

When he hadn't shown his fangs to attack, he was as low-key as a dead wood floating on the water.But when the opponent entered his attack range, the crocodile suddenly launched a thunderous surprise attack. As long as the prey was bitten by the bloody mouth, it was often difficult to escape bad luck.

Lindemann completely restrained the trace of arrogance and disdain in his heart.

This move alone is enough to make him admit that Crocodile is a difficult opponent.

And the various targeted preparations made by the other party in advance also showed that the owner of this rainy land casino was not as assured of their visit as it seemed on the surface.

Pushing open the heavy golden nanmu door, the attendant bowed respectfully towards the room, and waited politely for the navy and his party to enter before closing the door again.

The suddenly open space catches everyone's eyes. This is a very spacious big house, with high-end leather sofas, elegant coffee tables, and a beautiful white piano placed on the platform...all these signs show that the house The master's generous life and unconventional aristocratic taste.

In the house, which is half the size of a football field, several floor-to-ceiling special glass windows are placed like an aquarium. There are several reptile species unique to Alabasta - banana alligators, swimming leisurely in the water.

"I'm still guessing when you'll come to say hello to me, Lieutenant General Lindemann."

A deep and magnetic bass sounded quietly from the end of a long table that could be called gorgeous.

The high chair with its back facing everyone slowly turned to the direction of the main entrance, and only then did the figure of the previous voice owner appear.

The man had a well-combed and shiny back hair. From his face, there was a long and narrow scar that almost crossed the entire cheek, extending almost to his ear.

Where it should have been the left hand, it was replaced by a gorgeous golden hook with a pirate breath.

At first glance, this handsome middle-aged man does not seem to be half of the sloppy image of a pirate, but instead reminds me of an elegant and well-behaved aristocratic family.

He is wearing a black fur coat with an orange plaid long-sleeved shirt underneath.

This person even carefully adorned a delicate snow-blue scarf around his neck.

It is none other than the great pirate who ranks among the Shichibukai under kings—【Sand Crocodile】Mr. Crocodile!

The hero grinned and straightened up from his comfortable seat.He spread his arms as if to greet him, as if he was greeting an old friend he hadn't seen for many years: "Lieutenant General Lindemann, it's been a while since you arrived in Alabasta, right? Hello, why don't you give me a chance to show my kindness as a landlord?"

These words revealed a sense of domineering in addition to the politeness, not to mention the identity of the host, but also compared the navy to an uninvited villain with a clever metaphor.