Sailing: Cut Off The Fruit Of Hunao Brain, Become The Master Of Science

"That's the way it is.

"Bacara, your task this time is to follow him and watch him for me!"

On the ruins, Tezolo used gold to find and pick up Baccarat.

Hearing Tezolo's mission, Baccarat looked complicated.

But as a member of the cadre, she still took over Tezolo's task with a bow.

Turning his head to look, he found that Bai Luo was observing himself with a slight smile on his face.

Bacala thought again of that terrible night.

flushed.

She took a deep breath, brushed some messy hair, and pretended to be calm.

"Don't worry, Lord Tezolo, I will keep an eye on him!"

Tezuolo didn't know anything about Bacala and Bai Luo.

Nod slightly.

Then he looked at Bai Luo sternly and said, "I admit that you are very powerful, but since you proposed the deal, then I hope "870" can keep the agreement well!"

"If it is really possible for me to see Stella again, I am willing to give you everything I have!"

"But if you dare to trick me, I swear that as long as I'm still alive, I'll do everything I can to keep you alive!"

Bai Luo glanced at him.

A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But without further ado, it's immoral for an infatuated man to laugh at his love.

Although this man's positioning of his own strength is somewhat inaccurate.

"Of course, you just have to wait for my message!"

"When things progress, Bacala will contact you!

Bai Luo waved his hand while talking.

"Okay, I should go!"

"This time the commotion is a bit big, and it is estimated that a lot of trouble will come to the door.

"But I believe you can handle it."

"So farewell!"

After Bai Luo finished speaking, he turned and left.

Baccarat bowed slightly towards Tezolo, then looked at Bai Luo's figure and sighed, followed helplessly.

Looking at the backs of the two of them drifting away.

Tezzolo sat down weakly.

He looked up at the dark night sky, and Stella's figure seemed to appear in the distant sky.

"Stella..."

"I miss you so much..."

His expression was like crying and laughing.

Until the backs of Bai Luo and Bacala disappeared.

Tezolo took a deep breath and recovered from the memory.

His gaze scanned the golden ruins around him.

His eyes gradually became sharper.

Although he reached a deal with Bai Luo, it also meant that his own plan was forced to stop.

Without Bai Luo's head, he would have no way to explain to those five old things.

It seems that the matter of becoming Celestial Dragons by myself is doomed to fail.

But it doesn't matter.

There is more than one way to get revenge.

There was a flash of gold in Tezolo's pupils.

He took the projection phone bug out of his pocket again.

The phone bug reconnected.

The Five Elders cast their shadows on the ruins.

The five of them scanned the surrounding ruins with gloomy faces.

Just in the fighting effort just now.

The spies in the Golden City have passed more detailed information to Mariejois.

Now the five people already know that the prisoner is Bai Luo.

The old man with the sword asked coldly: "Have you caught him?"

Tezolo looked numbly at the five people in the projection, and said hoarsely: "No, I failed."

Hearing Tezolo's words, the blond old man became furious instantly.

"Waste! What a waste!"

"So you still want to be Celestial Dragons!"

"Stop dreaming, Tezolo! Our deal is aborted!"

Tezolo's expression also darkened.

Although he had already guessed the result, when he faced these five old things, he still couldn't stop his anger welling up.

He didn't refute, just lowered his head.

Hide your hatred and anger in the shadows.

Looking at Tezolo who said nothing.

The long-bearded old man coughed dryly, and said slowly: "This is your mistake, Tezolo! No wonder we!"

"Although you can't become Celestial Dragons, the conveniences promised to you before can still be preserved. You are still the golden emperor of the Golden City!"

"It's just that the 500 billion Baileys can't lose a single point."

"And the gold in the sky will increase by 30% in the future!"

"Do you have any objections?!"

Tezolo sneered from the bottom of his heart.

What a bunch of greedy old dogs.

But he didn't show it, raised his head, his face was calm.

"I have no objection!"

"Just do as you say!"

The bald old man snorted coldly and hung up the phone directly...

When the projection dissipates.

Tezzolo, expressionless, raised his right foot.

Stomped that precious phone bug that could access Mariejois.

Then staggered away.

And on the other side, Mariejois.

The Five Elders who hung up the communication fell into silence.

I don't know how long it has been.

The old man with the flat hat said slowly: "That guy Bai Luo is getting more and more difficult to deal with.

"Now he dares to attack Celestial Dragons, which is a cancer for the government."

"If he can't be dealt with thoroughly, the World government will have no face to speak of!"

A cold light flashed across the glasses of the sword-wielding old man.

He put down the long sword in his hand.

"But Bai Luo's whereabouts have been uncertain, and even the CPO can't find a trace of him.

"It's too hard to kill him!"

"And we still don't know the purpose of all his actions?!"

"It makes us very reactive!"

The long-bearded old man stroked his gray beard and looked at the latest information on the desktop.

"Everyone, according to what Sengoku said, the mastermind behind Dressrosa's use of that matter is also Bailuo."

"If Doflamingo really falls into his hands, apart from building those secret weapons, I don't know what use Doflamingo will be to him!"

The old man with flat hat 3.5 looked at him, and asked in a deep voice, "You mean the Seraphim series?"

"good!"

Squinting his eyes, the blond old man stood up.

"He doesn't think he can challenge us with just a few duplicators, does he?"

The bearded old man shook his head slightly.

"Whatever he is going to do, let the other Shichibukai wake up first!"

"Plus this Golden City incident!"

"I have a hunch that the world pattern is changing quietly. If we still wait to die, I'm afraid we won't even know how to die by then!"

"Vegapunk, let him recreate a batch of pacifists!"

"Even without Seraphim, we will let the world know how we have ruled this sea for nearly eight hundred years!"

Several other old men looked at each other and nodded slowly. .