I'm a stand-in maker

The chaotic place of Kuri has become much peaceful under Oden's governance, but even someone as strong as Oden cannot eradicate the darkness of Kuri. Some things cannot be cured through violence, let alone Oden who left Wano before and watched helplessly.

When the country of Wano was captured by Orochi, if Tianyue hadn't blended in with the masses in Kuri, the residents of Kuri might not only not have welcomed Oden, but would have been very hostile to him.

As the sun rises, the streets of Kuri become a little brighter. Although Toki Amazuki and Kozuki Oden suppressed the mob in Kuri to a certain extent, the arrival of Kaido and Orochi also brought a group of younger brothers who followed them.

The crowd would not give Oden a good look. He acted like an official and acted recklessly. It was common for him to rob civilian girls.

This is a trouble. After all, if Mo Qi wants to go out, he will have to face the pursuit of Oden and Kaido's younger brothers. Now Oden should have returned to Kuri. Oden is undoubtedly the strongest in Wano, and Kaido does not dare to face him.

Confrontation, the situation is not very good.

But Mo Gui's troubles don't stop there. They encountered some troubles before they left the black market.

The sound of "ta da da da" footsteps sounded from deep in the alley, and the hyenas in the darkness slowly gathered together smelling the smell of blood. Yamato stared at the surroundings vigilantly, knowing that those guys had bad intentions.

"I only knew that Ryoma's cemetery should be over there at the Tomb of Eternity, but I didn't expect that there were a lot of traps on the road." Looking at the somewhat rough map, there were many red circles and black crosses drawn on it. Some roads were even drawn from the beginning.

The dead end, that guy from Moria probably used the shadow zombie to find the way, Mo Gui didn't have that time.

"By the way, don't these warriors regard the Tomb of Eternity as an ancestral tomb? How could anyone make a map out of an ancestral tomb? Aren't they just waiting to be dug up by others?" Mo Gui looked at the map intently, not caring about the darkness at all.

He heard the sound of footsteps, and he was a little curious about the old man selling ancestral tombs.

Yamato gently tugged at the corner of Mo Gui's clothes, trying to remind him that someone was coming. Those guys didn't look like good people at first glance. The sharp laughter coming from the darkness from time to time meant one thing: they were being watched.

"Kid, remember I told you before to be cautious. The most correct way to deal with danger is to nip the danger in the cradle." Mo Gui pointed at Yamato's head and talked softly, causing his brain to collapse and his soul to be buried.

Black energy wrapped around Yamato's body, as if he was wearing a pair of armor.

The whispers in the darkness became louder and louder, and the group of hyenas who specialized in hunting traders couldn't help but prepare to take action. The sharp blade was unsheathed, and the light of dawn spread between the blades. The light of the blade finally reflected the faces of these people.

face.

Warriors in ragged clothes but with gloomy expressions emerged from the darkness one by one. They had surrounded Mo Gui and Yamato. The old man who handed them the scroll was squatting in the distance and looking at them with interest. In the black market, there are

On the one hand, the bargaining chip is that the ability to take the items out alive is the key. Ryoma's sword will not be given to the incompetent. This can also be regarded as a test for Mo Gui.

Yamato didn't understand what Mo Qi wanted to do, to nip the danger in the cradle. This danger was coming with a knife!

"Why are you so anxious?" Mo Gui used both hands to grab Yamato's black energy and spin it around. Yamato was thrown out by Mo Gui with a confused look on his face.

Now Yamato felt like a bowling ball thrown casually by Mo Gui, spinning and hitting the group of samurai who were even more confused than Yamato. This guy didn't follow the routine and actually threw this little girl out. It seemed

I wanted to escape alone.

"Hey, hey, you are more suitable for this job than us. As long as you hand over the map, we can let you join Lord Orochi's sect..." A blind old man with a scar face grabbed him and flew over.

Yamato, he has no interest in this brat, the map is the most important thing.

Mo Gui didn't answer. He looked at the scar-faced middle-aged man as if he was mentally retarded and yawned. Mo Gui pointed at the Yamato in the man's hand and made an explosive gesture.

"Boom~" Mo Gui waved his hand, and black energy quickly exploded with Yamato as the center. Black gray lines appeared behind everyone headed by the scar-faced middle-aged man. The old man also had black energy on his body.

It emerged, but before it could be condensed, it was blown away by the old man's energy.

"Did this guy have my idea against the old man from the beginning?" The old man laughed and cursed, Mo Gui, this kid doesn't have martial ethics. Before the two of them talked, he laid a black line on everyone he saw. This kid

How dark is it?

Yamato, who was wrapped in black armor, felt as if the armor on his body was about to boil. Black thorns shot out from the gray mist, and the black thorns shot at the gangsters as if they had eyes.

The people with black lines on their bodies are like the North Pole of the magnet, and the black thorns shot out from Yamato's body are like the South Pole of the magnet. Those guys died under the attack of the black mist before they even understood the situation.

The attack of the Soul Burial is best suited for clearing out the fish minions. No matter how many people are not strong enough, they will only kill the Soul Burial. They are simply strong quality inspectors.

"Killing people and stealing goods? Sorry, I don't want to waste time here. Kid, why are you still standing there?" Mo Gui left the black market without looking back. Yamato who was behind stayed for a while and then rushed up with his arms full of strength.

, judging from her expression, she was obviously sulking.

"Damn it, it's so abominable to use me as a human bomb." Yamato became more and more angry as he thought about it, and finally couldn't bear it any longer, so he jumped up and bit Mo Gui on the shoulder.

"Hey, hey, hey! Why are you biting, you little brat? Are you a dog?" Mo Gui, who had no expression on his face even after killing dozens of people while talking and laughing, could no longer take it easy at this time. He grinned and raised his hands.

He grabbed Yamato and pulled him down like a carrot.

"Woah!" However, Yamato wouldn't let go. Maybe she will let go when she feels relieved.

The old man who was still squatting on his stall grinned, leaned down and tidied up his stall, ignoring the dozens of snake lackeys lying on the ground, he lit his pipe and took a deep puff.

"Huh! Young people are full of vitality. They are old and useless. It's better to go home as soon as possible. Hahahaha." Looking at the two people walking away, the old man also turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

At the same time, on Ghost Island, Jack was sitting there with his head lowered. There were two equally tall figures standing in front of him. The brutal Jack, who was usually frightened, did not dare to take a deep breath in front of these two people.

"Brother, the young master has not come back? The boss will probably be very angry if he knows this. Go and chase him quickly." A fat, bald man wearing small round sunglasses and a golden braid on his head stood smoking a cigar.

Next to Jack.

This man has two golden beards on his mouth, a golden ponytail on the back of his head, and wears sunglasses tied by two ropes. He wears a black and white suspender jumpsuit, although his body shape is somewhat different from that of twenty years later.

, but you can still recognize that this guy is one of the three plagues in later generations, Plague Quinn.

"You are really useless, Jack, if you can allow one person to kidnap the young master. We are very optimistic about you..." Needless to say, we know who the other person is. He is wearing a mask, goggles and a helmet, and is wearing a black double-breasted suit.

People who button up their clothes and have two skulls on their collars are naturally the first of the three disasters, the fire disaster.

"How about you chase me? I'm like a pig every day. It's time to exercise." He changed the subject and turned to Quinn. It seemed that the relationship between the two of them had never been very good, and Quinn also

Not to be outdone, he responded directly.

"Isn't it that your guard is too lax? Even the young master can't stand it, so you have the nerve to accuse others?"

Looking at the two people who were gradually quarreling, Jack was as obedient as a child who had been kidnapped, not daring to say a word.