Bankai Tavern: Akainu who smoked Hanako was dumbfounded

Ashton suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Then turn you over to the Navy."

Blackbeard smiled, his voice full of murderous intent.

"Asshole, kill me!"

Ace struggled to get up, but it was too difficult.

The injuries on his body no longer allowed him to continue willfully.

at this time.

Warring States, who was paying attention to this battle, immediately ordered:

"Go!"

Just as the Navy was about to take action, Blackbeard was about to make up for it.

A voice full of rage resounded throughout the NO.13 area like thunder:

"Get out of here!"

At the same time, a violent and overbearing aura swept over like a tsunami.

The navy at the forefront fell unconscious instantly.

Blackbeard's expression changed drastically in an instant.

This guy looks so strong and overbearing, he doesn't even have to be weak with a white beard!

however.

The first person who came to Blackbeard was a monster with a dragon head and body.

"Were you two the ones who broke my wine?"

The Holy Lord glanced at Blackbeard with his scarlet eyes, and the sound he made made his heart tremble.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar but terrifying voice slowly sounded out to Blackbeard:

"We meet again, Blackbeard.".

Testimonials

Speech on the launch - thank you for accompanying me all the way

Friends who see this, please stop and read this article quietly. It can be regarded as a post-launch acceptance speech.

As I kept writing, I reached 12 before I knew it. It was really fast.

The book was published on the 19th and has been on shelves today. Thank you all for your company these days.

Being on the shelf is a life-and-death line that every author has to go through. Only by crossing this life-and-death line can he become a butterfly and enjoy all the hardships.

Maybe it’s because I’ve tasted so much bitterness that I haven’t known what sweetness is since I was born.

First of all, let me talk about my original intention of writing the book. I wrote the book very purely, not for the sake of dreaming of lofty beliefs.

But...for money.

Very vulgar and very realistic.

However, this is my simplest idea, I want to make money by writing books, and I want to make money to support my family.

My father is a construction worker, the most common migrant worker on the construction site.

My younger sister also dropped out of school early because she wanted to reduce the burden on her family.

Now I work in a garment factory in the city, earning a salary of 2000 yuan a month. I send 1000 yuan to my family every month, leaving only [-] yuan for myself to live on.

有时发工资了，还会给我两百，我每次拒首/发,群9。8"0？2ュ0@5ヘ8?5♀6绝的时候，她都会在电话里面笑着说。

When I make money from writing novels in the future, I will pay it back to her.

Fortunately, I was on the phone, otherwise, every time I heard this, I would burst into tears.

I have been writing novels for half a year, and I have made a total of 2000 yuan. I only earned [-] yuan from the novel that did not achieve good results before I persisted.

Such a life is really meaningless and can only cause trouble to countless people.

To my father, to my sister, to myself.

I tried really hard, really, really tried hard.

With my disabled hand, it was really painful to code on the poorly configured computer my father bought me in 2012 when I was in junior high school.

I thought carefully about every plot, perfected every character, and set up the world framework.

Just to make this book look like more than just a novel, but to make you feel that this is a real world.

Every encouraging comment makes me happy for a long time.

Anyone who says the writing is not good, to be honest, will make me depressed for a long time.

Then I thought about how to improve the plot, but unfortunately I lost another reader.

In fact, this book is my entrustment of my imagined life and my own dreams.

I'm not praying for... to be sold miserably... morally kidnapping others to subscribe.

I'm just speaking out for myself.

I want to stand tall, and I want to win the recognition of others through my own efforts.

I worked hard to write a book, and you recognized my book, so subscribe.

So please respect me, and please respect the poor boy who wrote this article now. This is his last bit of dignity.

Finally, thousands of words are turned into one sentence, and it will be on the shelves at 12 o'clock tonight. I will post as many manuscripts as I can!

As long as the results are good, we will keep updating steadily every day in the future!

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Chapter 52 Whitebeard suddenly appeared in Xiangbo Land, and the Warring States Period was stunned.

With the appearance of Ronan and the Holy Lord.

All the naval admirals present were stunned.

When did this monster and Ronan appear?

Even the domineering power of seeing, hearing, and sex was never foreseen!

Moreover, the terrifying and cold aura emanating from the Holy Lord made all the navy soldiers feel a tremor in their hearts.

too frightening.

Even Rocks at his peak had never had such a cold aura.

Like a demon from hell.

Sudden.

Warring States seemed to have missed a beat in his heart.

When the Holy Master saw Ronan, he subconsciously stepped back behind him.

He looked very respectful.

Is this also a show-off in the store?

"Stop this action immediately!"

Warring States frowned and glanced at Kizaru:

"Come with me to see what happened. Things have developed in an unpredictable direction."

If you can negotiate with Ronan now and agree not to take action, everything will be fine.

Just in case Ronan insists on interfering with this operation.

The Warring States Period was also prepared for a last-ditch fight.

Garp on the side clenched his fists and tried to restrain himself.

on the battlefield at this time.

Blackbeard was trembling all over, and tens of thousands of grass and mud horses were galloping in his heart.

When did I spill your drink?

Can you frame good people just because you look evil? !

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Blackbeard didn't finish his words.

The overbearing and domineering owner from just now flew over with his body close to the ground.

Kicked 690 towards Blackbeard.

The strong murderous aura on his body made even the Holy Lord change his expression.

"Ray...Rayley!"

Blackbeard exclaimed with horror in his eyes.

Who have I offended?

Why did Rayleigh want to kill himself?