Pirate Explosion Art

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552、I can’t do anything

In the undulating waves, the vast and rootless blue sea, a sea train galloped by the wind and waves.

In a carriage, two slightly concealed figures looked at the scenery outside the window, and one of them sighed.

"Although that guy is ruthless, he has to be admired."

"indeed."

Next to it, Jesus Bu is holding a box, which is a bargaining chip for Usopp in exchange for going to heaven. Although he doesn't know where the red hair got it from, he can't stop the gratitude in Jesus Bu's heart.

For so many years of partners, I didn't say thank you to Jesus cloth verbally, because everything was in my heart.

"You don't have to worry too much, God has been looking for these two devil fruits, and it is enough to exchange them for Usopp."

Seeing that Jesus was still a little worried, the red hair tried to persuade him, even though he didn't know what to do.

"I know."

Jesus Bu just looked out of the window. What he was worried about was not whether God would let Usopp go, but about meeting Usopp.

When he abandoned his wife and son to go to sea, he owed Usopp too much.

The speed of the sea train was very fast, and after one station after another, Hongfa and Jesus finally set foot on the territory of the kingdom of heaven on the second day.

a few hours later.

"Lord Kalifa, the red-haired Shanks is here."

A heavenly general entered from outside the hall, knelt on one knee and reported.

Khalifa, who was writing some documents, stopped the quill, and frowned slightly.

"Bring them up."

"Yes."

"Sister Kalifa, why is the red hair here?" There are two desks next to it, which are Queen Sweetheart and Monet who are assisting Kalifa in the office.

"I'll find out later, go prepare some refreshments."

Kalifa is also not very clear, but if there is nothing to go to the Three Treasures Hall, there must be something wrong with the red hair this time.

Not long after, under the leadership of Tianjiang, Red Hair and Jesus Bu walked in carrying the box.

"Haha, we meet again, Lord Kalifa is really getting more and more beautiful."

Putting away his breath, the red hair was like an uncle next door, and he praised Kalifa with a hearty laugh.

"Lend your auspicious words."

Going down the steps, Kalifa smiled slightly. After all, the other party was the Four Emperors, and Kalifa also returned the courtesy when they gave face like this.

"This should be His Excellency Jesus Bu, the invincible sharpshooter of the red-haired pirates!"

"The invincible sharpshooter can't be said, Ms. Kalifa praised it." Jesus smiled.

"Please have tea."

At this time, Queen Sweetheart held three cups of bitter tea and placed them in front of Kalifa, Red Hair, and Jesus Bu respectively.

"I've heard that the two goddesses in the kingdom of heaven have several right-hand assistants who are as beautiful as celestial beings. Seeing them today is really a worthwhile trip!"

Holding a bitter tea, the redhead looked at Sugar Queen and Monet.

Smiling politely, Monet and Sugar Queen didn't speak.

"Just right, I haven't tasted bitter tea for a long time."

With a big laugh, the redhead eased the embarrassment.

Needle dropping could be heard in the whole hall, and the air suddenly became quiet.

Seeing that Kalifa just looked at herself with a smile, the red hair had no choice but to say again, "Please tell God, I'm here to redeem people."

"Redemption?" Kalifa suddenly realized, and subconsciously looked at Jesus Bu.

"Monet, go and see if the boss is practicing."

"it is good."

As the snow fell, Monet turned into snowflakes and disappeared on the steps.

The screen shifted, and the highest mountain of God's Island was surrounded by the body of fire and the body of smoke on the left and right, Ye Chen was sitting cross-legged and practicing.

"Boss, the red-haired Shanks is here."

When the snow fell to the ground, Monet condensed into a body as ethereal as a fairy.

Opening his eyes, one red and one black, Ye Chen spit out a mouthful of gunpowder, and the avatars on both sides disappeared.

"Red-haired Shanks?"

"Well, they are here to redeem people." The breeze swayed Monet's hair and dress, and a cold fragrance filled the air, which made people intoxicated.

Moving his body sideways, Ye Chen flew towards the palace hall, and Monet followed behind.