I'm Selling Exercises in Pirates

The samurai group such as Kuroshiro below looked at Momanosuke with contempt and complexity.

Hearing the movement from afar, he turned his eyes away again, his face very solemn.

They know that Kaido's confidant, Quinn, one of the three plagues, is here.

At this time, the dust has spread over the village, and Ivankov and others who landed on the West Blue shore are coming.

The huge brachiosaurus with long braids on its head, with red eyes and menacing momentum, all the warriors who wanted to resist along the way were smashed into the air.

"Everyone has noticed, he is one of Kaido's confidants, the plague Quinn!"

Kuroshio clenched the handle of the sword tightly with both hands, and there was an indescribable nervousness in his heart.

The other samurai also drew their katana swords, prepared their positions, and stood ready.

huh~

At this time, hundreds of needles and threads flew out from the boat, like meteors streaking across the sky, overwhelming the sky.

"This is......"

All the warriors turned their heads, attracted by Ivankov standing on the bow.

Previously on the ocean current, it was thanks to Ivankov's powerful ability that they could land at Wanokuni so quickly.

And now, the woman who was intoxicated by the indescribable beauty and Momonosuke made another move.

"Do you think you can hurt me with a needle?"

Quinn saw the flying needles and threads, and showed no disdain. He was extremely confident in his defense ability.

Most people in the pirate world know that the strength of Beasts Pirates lies in the defense and recovery capabilities of the entire crew.

Kaido committed suicide many times without success, and even if he once broke into Naval Headquarters alone, no one could kill him.

Quinn, who turned into a Brachiosaurus, not only has a strong recovery ability, but also has a very high defense. In the original book, he was hit hard by Bigu Mum and still stood up like a normal person..

"Um?"

The first needle thread comes first.

Quinn was very surprised that his powerful defense was pierced by a needle and plunged into his body.

And what's even more strange is that there is no pain, but a burst of numbness, and the body also has the meaning of being dull.

"Did you use the tiny penetrating power of silver needles!!"

"Why does my body feel weird!"

Even if I had the experience of being scratched by a sword before, it was only pain.

But now it's even more strange, just a needle, the body has a hint of stagnation, not as flexible and free as before.

However, at this moment of hesitation, the hundreds of needles and threads that came later had already arrived, and all of them had plunged into his body.

Quinn felt that her huge body fell to the ground in an instant.

The whole appearance looks like a porcupine being replenished.

"So subdued?"

All the samurai including Kuroshio looked surprised.

Under Wanokuni Kaido's 20 years of lurking, he has never seen anyone who can conquer the three disasters with one move.

Not to mention defeating the mighty Quinn.

"It's amazing!"

Kuroshio looked at Quinn who fell to the ground, twitching and trying to resist.

Then he turned his head to look at Ivankov, who was standing on the bow with a flat face, and bowed slightly to show his respect to the strong.

Seeing this, other samurai also expressed the samurai's etiquette to the strong.

Ivankov put his right foot lightly on his left foot, and the whole person was like a leaf, flying upwards lightly, and then the toes fell on a line.

Ivankov opened his arms and slid down the line in the direction of the subdued Quinn.

This made the samurai below look dumbfounded, they had never seen such a move, practical and elegant.

"What pace was that just now?"

Kuroshio asked himself.

I still can't figure it out, if it's Moonwalk, no matter how you explain it, it doesn't make sense.

The moon cloth has the ability to walk in the air by stepping on the air with strong foot force.

And Ivankov just put one foot on the other foot, the whole person seems to have the ability to fly, flying upwards lightly.

If it keeps looping like this, wouldn't it be possible to keep flying upwards?

Momonosuke, who was deeply fascinated by this scene, could feel his heart pounding.

A series of actions and appearances of Ivankov just now were like the legendary flying fairy.

"It's so beautiful!"

Momonosuke murmured.

At this time, Ivankov has reached the needle thread and sat on the belly of Quinn in Brachiosaurus form.

"The body is quite strong, do you want to consider being my pet?"

Ivankov stroked his sleeve and smiled.

"What sorcery did you use, why is my body not obeying and I'm hungry!"

Quinn raised his head and looked at Ivankov with a dreadful look in his eyes.

"You don't understand if I say it, become my pet or be beheaded by those samurai, you decide for yourself!"

Ivankov was too lazy to explain.

How could these people understand things like acupuncture points and meridians, if it weren't for the power of Mr. Carl's inheritance, he would not understand.

"Hmph, how could I possibly submit to a woman!"

Quinn was unyielding and said in a sonorous tone.

"Woman, hehehe..."

Ivankov felt more and more interesting, and was regarded as a real woman again and again by others.

"What if I said I wasn't!"

At this time, Ivankov's voice was a lot rougher than before.

"You, who are you!"

Quinn's eyes widened.

"Forgot to tell you, my name is Ivankov, the king of the Shemale Kingdom!"

Ivankov jumped off Quinn and stood on the ground, his fingers raised.

The thread on the needle began to dance, suspending Quinn's entire body, twisting the thread round and round, tying it tightly, the muscles bulging out.

uh~

Quinn couldn't breathe and couldn't even speak. After struggling for a while, she looked at Ivankov with tears in her eyes, with a pitiful look.

Ivankov looked at his slender fingers that were constantly dancing, and smiled slightly:

"I don't like to ask a second time, but looking at your burly figure, I'm willing to give you a chance. If you agree, just blink, if not..."

Ivankov's index finger hovered in the air, and the line that restrained Quinn went deeper.

Well!!!

Quinn blinked desperately, struggling to get Ivankov's attention right away.

He felt like his body was about to be torn apart by the thread.

"Hehehe! I thought you were so tough!"

Like Ivankov's hand, the line holding Quinn receded quickly.

Quinn, who fell to the ground, gasped for breath. It was the first time he felt that he was so close to death. The feeling of being torn apart was too uncomfortable.

In his human form, he looked fat, with a mechanically modified prosthesis on the left and right, with two golden beards on his mouth and a golden ponytail at the back of his head.

Wearing glasses tied by two ropes, with a tattoo of the word QUEEN and the Beasts Pirates logo on his right arm, a black and white suspender body, and a cigar in his mouth.

A proper picture of a fat gangster.

But it's this look that makes Ivankov, who likes the new and hates the old, a little interested.

"Little Ivan!"

At this moment, Momonosuke waved his hand and ran towards the distance, followed by a group of samurai.

Momonosuke asked with a strange expression when he was in front of him.

"Little Ivan, he is Wanokuni's sinner, tie him up!"

Quinn, who had a backer again, blew his eyes and said with a hint of rebelliousness:

"Hmph, I am now a member of the Ivan leader, what do you want to do with me?!"

Momanosuke glanced at Quinn, and then at the scene where Ivankov put his hand on the back of Quinn's hand.

An unprecedented sense of crisis came to my mind, and there was a feeling that the green on the head was like a green grassland.