The Pirate Empress is my wife, but I’m fooling around outside

Charulia Palace shouted "don't" in her mouth, but Brontë did not pity Xiangxiang Yu at all, and directly destroyed the flowers.

After the boy's body shook violently, all the dust settled, and the raw rice was thoroughly cooked and matured.

Looking at the crimson that fell in the water, Brontë put back on his pants with satisfaction, and then slapped heavily on the white and tender buttocks, and suddenly there was a "pop" sound.

Charulia Palace cried so much that she didn't even have the courage to live.

Because for the Draco, being insulted by lowly civilians is worse than killing yourself.

However, Brontë did not care about the other party's mood, and as far as he was concerned, Charulia's Palace could not be regarded as a person.

The lives on her hands, let alone one or two hundred, this kind of demon does not kill, and it is also a scourge to keep it.

Moreover, the badness of the Draco people is in the bones, and they can rarely be reformed into evil.

In particular, Charulia Palace was criticized by the Presbyterian Church for shooting and killing a prince of a certain country.

I thought that I would realize my mistake, but I never thought that I would let people slaughter all the royal family of that country, and she even cut off the emperor's head with her own hands.

Although it was a good emperor who was loved by his people, he could not escape the clutches of Charulia's palace.

It's scary to think about!

But Brontë wasn't going to do it himself, and he already had a perfect plan in mind.

When justice becomes an umbrella for dirt, there is no need to exist, so Brontë's next target is the Isle of Justice, where he intends to make a big difference.

Even if it is a belated justice, he will make up for those victims, just to slap the face of the world government.

A few minutes later, Brontë found that his strength had improved compared to before, and the armed color domineering could cover a wider range of fans, and even half of his body could be "blackened".

This also means that both offensive and defensive capabilities have been greatly improved.

Brontë suddenly remembered that Carifa had said to herself that if she caught Charulia's palace one day, she could lend herself the black whip.

It's a pity that Kalifa was captured by Kaido, the old sixth, and I don't know how she is doing now.

Thinking about it, Brontë used the thread fruit ability to rub out a slender whip, and then whipped it towards the white and tender back of Charlulia Palace.

"Ugh!" Charulia Palace screamed, and the former brilliance and majesty were gone, leaving only a pitiful Chu Chu pitiful appearance.

But Brontë is not fooled by her appearance, and the more she shows this, the more dangerous it becomes.

In the end, the cornered Charulia Palace promised Brontë that as long as he let himself go, he would receive endless glory and wealth.

Brontë snorted disdainfully, and said awe-inspiringly: "Don't try to buy me with the false benevolence of the Draco, I know better than anyone what kind of goods you are."

After that, he asked Charulia Palace to put back on her clothes, and then put her back in chains.

"Please, let me go, I can go unpunished for the sins you have committed against me." Charulia's palace began to increase the conditions, and now she felt how frightening it was to face death.

Brontë waved his hand, "Impossible big sister, don't waste your effort, to tell you the truth, your disgusting brother, Charross, will not live for a few days!"

Charulia Palace was stunned, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, but in order for you to die understand, I still plan to let you see my true face." Saying that, Brontë removed the mask on his face, revealing that handsome face.

"Are you... People from the Don Quixote family, Don Quixote Brontë, weren't you kicked out by the family? Charulia Palace was shocked, and she was impressed by this person.

After all, Brontë has been a thorn since he was a child, and he is hated by other Draco.

"That's right, that's why I want to take revenge on the Draco, and let you guys who consider yourself the Creator fall off the altar completely." Brontë clenched his fists and said firmly.

"You you... You are crazy? "Xia Lulia Palace feels that this product has a brain disease, and is against the Draco, purely seeking his own death.

"Crazy? I'm a pirate now, killing a Draco to relieve boredom, isn't it too much? Besides, don't you do that often? Civilians were treated as ants and slaves were slaughtered like pigs and dogs.

Charulia's eyes were full of despair, she knew that Brontë would definitely not let herself go, because in her eyes, most Draco were damned.

He has been like this since he was a child, hating Draco, often fighting with other Draco, and is as strange as his uncle.

Xia Lulia Palace even regretted that she didn't arrange a few more powerful guards to stay by her side, otherwise she wouldn't have ended up like this.

All blame Peach Rabbit for that unreliable guy, hoping that the five old stars can order her to be executed, useless things!

Brontë did not continue to talk nonsense with her, and after rewarding her with two whips, he planned to leave.

"Wait!" Charulia Palace suddenly stopped him.

"What else?" Brontë had a bad tone.

"As long as you are willing to release me, I am willing to help you become One Piece." Charulia Palace throws tempting conditions.

Brontë shook his head, "Don't think I don't know what is going on in your heart, letting you go out is tantamount to letting the tiger return to the mountain, besides, with your strength, you can also elect me to become One Piece, daydreaming?" Also, What is One Piece? I am going to be the man of the sea king, and when the time comes, the whole sea will be mine, Draco, go to hell!"

After speaking, he strode away without looking back.

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After twenty days of observation, Anilu and others found that fewer and fewer warships passed through the nearby waters, and it seemed that the search and arrest efforts had decreased, but it was also possible that snakes were led out of the hole.

After much deliberation, Brontë felt that the time had come to go to sea, so he lifted the ship back to the bay, and it did not matter whether it was fraudulent or not, as long as he did not meet the general, it was good to say.

Now several people on the ship, except for Robin, all have the level of ordinary seven martial arts, unless the four emperors, generals, and living legends are close, otherwise other forces come, and they are also delivering vegetables.

Now the most important thing to watch out for is the Admiral Pheasant, because according to the confession of Charulia Palace, the Pheasant is in the nearby seas, and it may be followed by other vice admirals.

With Brontë's current strength, it is impossible to win the battle when he meets the general, unless the old sand is released, and the three join forces, maybe there is a battle.

However, there is no need to think about it so much now.

In this way, several people continued to set sail towards the next destination, Justice Island.

Brontë tied the Charulia Palace to the stern of the ship, and from time to time he went over and beat her to relieve the hatred in his heart.

As soon as he thought of the civilians who were cut off their heads and beaten to death by Charulia's palace, Brontë couldn't help but want to kill this woman, but fortunately she endured it in the end, after all, she had not yet played her last value.

Along the way, he hardly touched any navy, and such an abnormal phenomenon made Brontë feel uneasy in his heart.

Sure enough, when he was about to approach Justice Island, the man wearing a hood appeared!