I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

The drowsy curly-haired man at the side immediately broke the stage and said, "Hey, brother, are you envious?"

Brusalino, who was standing beside him, was carefully observing the thunder fruit ability user in front of him. Hearing this, he couldn't help but sighed. How much Sakarski longs for new stars, it is impossible for brothers like them not to know, but he has never been able to bring one back all year round.

On the contrary, other people around him often bring back a few good talents who seem to be quite qualified.

"Aokiji, I advise you to be kind...haven't you seen enough of Sakaski's rabbit pretense?" His Excellency Huang Yuan obviously realized the horror of Gouzi, and mediated meaningfully.

It was only then that Kuzan remembered someone's strategic weapon of mass destruction, and stopped fighting instantly. Just kidding, if during the war, if his senior brother made a phone bug video live broadcast rabbit costume, then the inhumane biochemical weapon would not have escaped.

Finally, the god-like long laugh was over, and the second-year boy slowly turned his gaze to the old man who smiled brilliantly.

He wants to make this bastard old thing who dared to make a move against him pay a heavy price: "Hmph, old thing, how dare you use such a boring thing as Hailoushi to plot against me!"

As he spoke, lightning flashed on his raised hand, as if a thousand birds were chirping in his ears.

"Hey, wait! Enel!" Robin immediately shouted to stop the other party's mindless behavior, and dared to show an attacking posture in front of the three admirals and naval heroes, maybe he was the only one in the world...

However, the panicked expression of the girl was interpreted in Enilo's eyes as "afraid of retaliation"

Enel's expression was very proud, as if everything was back under his control: "Hmph, it's too late, those who are rude must be punished by the gods! God's judgment!!"

However, a dazzling golden light blocked the front of several people in the blink of an eye: "Hmm~ Interesting little guy! I believe I can get along very well with him."

"Scattered and scattered" found that Huang Yuan had already made a move, and several people made a gesture to leave.

"Old thing... don't run away" Several veins popped up on Enilo's forehead, how long will he be ignored by these bastards? ?

The well-behaved Lord God opened his mind the moment he spoke, who knows if this wretched uncle will also bring Hailoushi's products...

Not to mention, Xinwang really sensed something—a long leg that kicked towards his waist very quickly

"!?"

Tragedy still happened.

[See] It doesn't mean that he can dodge, and the god who made a parry posture was kicked out of the window by the speed of light kick.

"Hmm! Why did he kick me???" The Thunderbolt fruit user who had suffered a big loss improved his memory this time, and at least learned to keep his hands to parry.

"Don't you know that armed forces are domineering? Obviously you will say it domineeringly." Polusalino smiled and followed Enilu who flew away, and asked a question.

Just now, the kid was in the right position and made defensive preparations for a split second. He didn't think it was a coincidence.

However, the Shining fruit ability user still showed mercy, after all, he didn't kick this kid like a pirate.

Enilu suddenly stopped in the air, and before he could speak, a dazzling flash appeared beside him again.

The high whip legs wrapped in black and hardened instantly bullied him. Polusalino really relied on the shiny fruit. For this reason, he was often criticized by Zefa, and Sakarsky often used close-to-body grapples to attack him. Remind him of the indisputable fact that armed color domineering is weaker.

It's just that his weakness is only compared to Karp, Zefa, Sengoku, Sakaski and others.

Among these muscular monsters that can fight and resist, the armed arrogance of the yellow ape is indeed much inferior, but in the world, this admiral is still the leader in the use of armed arrogance.

Although the speed of the electric field is equal to the speed of light, in the air, the speed of light moving in a straight line still has an absolute advantage.

With his heart wide open, Enilu caught the attacking direction again, but this time, the high whip kick did not land on him.

"It's so domineering! Tsk tsk, what a treasure." The admiral couldn't help but be amazed. No wonder Sakaski was so angry when he learned that Garp had abducted a cute girl who could only discharge from Sky Island. Smoking at home.

Enilu's thinking is quite quick, seeing that the opponent suddenly stopped the offensive, he instantly turned into a thunder and jumped into the distance.

Previously, I only used Xinwang to evade. I think the "knowledge-colored domineering" in the other party's mouth is the name of Xinwang in Qinghai...【Then this kind of thing called armed-colored domineering can directly touch my elemental body ? 】He was pondering the information contained in the other party's words just now, and a strange smiling face appeared in front of him again: "Sao Nian, do you want to have a shot? Welcome to the Templar Watcher Army"

"You don't want to come here!!! Sixty million volts! Thunder Dragon!!!" At this moment, Lord Thunder God really couldn't calm down. Rush towards the empty training ground below.

As everyone knows, he is evaluating the opponent, and Polusalino is also evaluating this newcomer [the combat IQ is good, he can react quickly after a blow, and make the most reasonable adjustment so far], but...

This kind of behavior of daring to read the article in front of him... How many times do you read it and I interrupt you several times!

The two moved extremely fast, and Anilu tried to distance himself, but how could the experienced yellow ape give him such a good opportunity? The two chased after each other, and sparks and lightning hit the ground of the training ground all the way.

The little ghosts who were finishing the day's course on the training ground couldn't see anything clearly. Only the continuous sound of thunder and light beams gathered in their ears told them that someone was running wild on their training ground.

A figure fell heavily in front of Ace, and then Polusalino's flat voice came from above his head: "Come to welcome the new students, little Ace."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! So that's why!! Why is there another ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Ai Sizai looked at the half-naked young man who was able to chase the general Huang Yuan on the training ground just now but obviously had the power to fight back , directly fell to the ground powerlessly. He rubbed his head vigorously, messing up his otherwise soft hair.

The Great Demon King with Thousand Hands had just left, and in a blink of an eye, a more burly one came.

If the two guys who have eaten the animal department and the superhuman department can still surpass them with their own efforts, then here is a transfer student of the natural department, his dream of dominating the training camp. . . . . I'm afraid I won't be able to play until graduation.

"Excuse me... Where's Mr. Sa? Why didn't I see Mr. Sa?" Ace stopped crying helplessly, and immediately adjusted back to his normal state. He didn't want his idol to see his embarrassing appearance.

The cub stretched his neck eagerly, but he didn't see that burly figure. The chief instructor who should have arrived at the training ground early was unusually late today.

Polusalino looked at the expectant faces of the cubs, and sighed softly. Sakaski is always popular in places that are inexplicable. . .

But it is destined that this little guy's expectations will come to nothing, Polusalino thought about the rare excitement in Sakaski's eyes when he gave Vegapunk's phone number before entering the house.

"I always feel that guy wants to do something again." He stepped on Enilu who was trying to escape, looked up at the direction of the headquarters' fortress, and stroked his stubbled chin.

Mr. Sa, who is missed by everyone, is now bargaining on the other end of the phone: "Two rifles, at least help me perfect one! Don't go too far!"

237. Pulling the big bolt is the charm of a man

Sakaski punched the table and made a big dent in the wooden desk: "Vergapunk! Don't fool me because I lack machine tools and need stamping. In the plan, you don't even have laser weapons. Can be equipped with pacifists, I would never believe that you can't fiddle with industrialized parts."

In the past, he always thought that the technological level of the navy was not enough to develop higher-level weapons. The fundamental reason was that industrial civilization was still in its infancy under the background of this era.

But when Mr. Sa saw the project proposal drawn up by Vegapunk, he realized that he was wrong.

Nima! It can produce and assemble pacifists on an assembly line, can stamp seamless steel pipes, and can also develop laser weapons. Tell me that you can’t toss a basic Dresser M1841 breech-loading needle gun? ? ? ?

If it is said to form a modern arsenal, the navy and the world government definitely have a sufficient industrial base.

Then the question arises, are you adding some rhythm to the black technology tree of Vegapunk, is it to arrange for the navy to conquer the stars and the sea? ?

The phone bug vividly simulated the other party's haughty and somewhat angry expression. Not only that, but the chief scientist of the navy directly tore up a thick stack of design drawings about this breech-loading rifle: "Should I still be responsible for the research and development of such an overly simple thing? The coastal defense heavy artillery of the headquarters can now be breech-loaded, are you looking down on me? If you are determined to popularize this rifle, I still have one in the scientific army." Colleagues in charge of poison gas..."

Unexpectedly, before the arrogant genius of the future country finished speaking, Caesar, who was listening attentively, yelled hoarsely and scolded the entire office: "Fuck you! Vegapunk!!!"

Listening to Caesar's rapid inhalation on the other end of the phone, it was obvious that this gas fruit-capable user, who was not considered a big-hearted man, almost exploded in anger.

But in spite of himself, the naval scientist who was always against Vegapunk hesitated for a moment, then picked up the sketch fragments on the ground and put them together again.

Things are not going well for him these days. The research and development of giants in cooperation with Vegapunk has hit a bottleneck, and the design of the new poisonous gas has not competed with the bastard's pacifist plan.

But right now, it is a godsend opportunity.