I'm Selling Exercises in Pirates

East Blue.

Deep in a small island.

A bonfire was burning, and a log was laid across it, with wild boar in it.

A tall, burly man with a curly beard and a bandage all over his body sat quietly.

Just a month ago, the power of Garp's punch was still fresh in Whitebeard's memory.

He didn't expect that a person's fist could force the air out.

Not only was it difficult for Whitebeard to breathe, but every inch of his body felt like it was about to be torn apart.

Even after a month, it still hurts.

If it weren't for his tyrannical and powerful body, I'm afraid he would explode and die on the spot.

"Garp!"

Whitebeard narrowed his eyes, then grinned:

"That power is not something you can have, and is it because of that bookstore?"

Whitebeard's desire for that bookstore is getting stronger and stronger, and he also understands that if Marine continues to be surrounded, the power in the bookstore will probably end up in Marine's hands.

At that time, when the big family in the sea is the only one, there will be no freedom at all.

"Then, have you informed the captains?"

Whitebeard looked at the murloc captain who rescued him in the ocean.

"They are already on their way, and they should all arrive within two days."

Namur's report.

In Whitebeard's eyes flashed an old man's conspiracy, a conspiracy between pirates and Marine.

......

On an island near the Red Line.

The revolutionary army temporarily used this place as a temporary station.

It took a month for them to finally help the Goa Kingdom to calm down the turmoil and war.

And he also did ideological propaganda work, and it was considered that he had already conquered the Goa Kingdom.

But at this time, all of them looked solemn, not happy at all.

Because of Hawkeye's gorgeous sword, they saw from the picture, such a terrifying power is enough to subvert a kingdom.

If there were a few more such forces, even the World Government would not dare to contend.

According to Ivankov's intelligence, Hawkeye's power comes from the bookstore on the isolated island of East Blue.

At first they were skeptical and neutral.

But judging by the Marine's blockade of the East Blue waterway, and the fact that Whitebeard was punched a month ago.

That bookstore is already in Marine's Master.

If these forces really fall into the hands of Marine, there is no hope of subverting the World Government.

In the face of absolute power, everything is in vain.

"Ivankov, can't you stop the meeting? The current trend is very unfavorable for us."

At this time, Ivankov was lying on the ground, the needle and thread in his hand from time to time passed through the wide and long woven fabric behind him.

Drago looked at the past with a strange expression, this month, Ivankov has changed more and more.

Ivankov, who was close to middle-aged at first, now looks delicate and tender, and his skin is shattered by blowing bullets. His whole body looks a lot younger, like a young woman who has just grown up.

What's even more terrifying is that Ivankov used to change his fruit ability, but he could still see his rough side and have a masculine air.

But now it looks more feminine, and every gesture of a little bit of flirtation blooms, if not everyone is very familiar with each other, I am afraid that someone would have fallen.

"These Marines can stop me too? If I say, just rush in."

Ivankov smiled, confident in himself.

ah~

Drago sighed helplessly.

Koshiro comforted: "Don't worry, Your Excellency Dorag, in my opinion, it's not just you who are worried, those pirates, especially the sea emperor of New World, must be more worried."

"It's just that they don't know the existence and power of the Library Pavilion."

"You reminded me."

Drago's eyes lit up: "The enemy of the enemy is a friend, maybe we can make use of them."

Koshiro got up with a smile and said:

"I didn't expect to meet Mr. Drago when I came back from New World. I should go back too. I don't know how Guina and the others have managed the dojo."

Koshiro's return from the New World can be described as extremely bumpy. He encountered all storms, pirates, and Sea Kings. It is a blessing to be able to come back.

Drago saw that Koshiro had decided to leave, and he did not hold back.

Just then, news came from the revolutionary army post.

"Leader Dorag, we found two corpses floating by the sea, and they were still alive after testing."

Drago immediately pulled down his hat to cover his face, and said with a serious expression:

"Find out the identity of the other party again? Is it Marine's spy or scout?"

The sentry shook his head: "Seeing that their costumes are somewhat similar to Mr. Koshiro, they must have come from the dojo, right?"

When he heard about the dojo, Koshiro said anxiously:

"Quick, take me to have a look."

"What a hassle!"

Ivankov, who was still weaving patterns, had to sort out his clothes and follow.

On the coast, two soaked corpses lay motionless on the ground, unconscious.

Koshiro's group arrived quickly, and he leaned over to take a look.

It was a child and a middle-aged man.

The child is dressed as a traditional Wanokuni samurai, with the top of his head shaved, with only a bun at the back of his head, and a pink kimono.

"From Wanokuni? How did you come so far from East Blue?"

"The man with the sword on the side must be his father, and the two father and son only look like ordinary civilians."

Koshiro Whispering Analysis.

"Mr. Koshiro, did you find anything?"

Dorag, who came over, asked.

"Initial confirmation from Wanokuni, just don't know why it came back to East Blue."

"We won't know until they wake up."

Drago looked at the father and son lying on the ground and muttered.

"You all know to wait, just wake them up directly!"

Ivankov was not in a hurry, he was long in coming.

Koshiro said with a smile: "The two of them were drowning in a coma. Only when they woke up, there was no good way to wake him up."

"That's because you know so little."

A needle and thread appeared on Ivankov's finger at some point, and then flew out under his control.

咻~咻~

In an instant, the father and son lying on the ground were full of needles and threads, but the others didn't understand that, every needle was inserted into their acupuncture points.

Ivankov smiled and looked at the straightened line with his long fingers, and a slight tremor was transmitted to the two of them.

Then the two spit out a large mouthful of sea water and slowly opened their eyes.