Shampoo Islands, Island No. 13.

Slave Arena.

The entire arena was extremely luxurious and was built by a powerful slave trader. It was a place exclusively for nobles to have fun, and even the Celestial Dragons would occasionally visit.

Normally, let alone ordinary people, even wealthy businessmen with commoner backgrounds would not be able to see what was inside the arena. All they could see was the gorgeous outer wall.

But now, with a violent roar, an alien figure tore apart one side of the arena, revealing its true appearance inside.

Stone bricks, tiles, soil, and the smell of blood...

It was only then that people discovered that the so-called "secret place of the nobles" that they had been eager to understand was actually no different from the sea outside.

using the same building materials;

The same blood remains;

Under the same sky...

Is this what nobles are proud of? In fact, it is not surprising.

wrong!

Now is not the time to lament this!

Island No. 13 is not considered a commercial area, but due to the existence of various illegal shops, it actually attracts many bold tourists or ordinary merchants who want to make more money.

Therefore, the large-scale mobilization of several naval forces has actually caused a certain amount of commotion.

Immediately afterwards, Alvin Lindsay activated the "Quigui Form", tearing apart half of the arena and causing even greater commotion. The Navy decisively launched several rounds of musket fire.

The commotion is even worse!

The civilians rushed to the outside of Island 13.

At the same time, as Alvin Lindsay broke through the first line of defense of the navy, the nobles, slaves and gladiators in the arena also rushed out and fled in different directions.

Not long after, only the last person was left in the huge arena——

Fishman.

Fisher Tiger!

The boss of Fishman Street is the spiritual leader of many young fishmen on Fishman Island.

The good and evil in his character have influenced many fish-men, including the future [Seaman] Jinbei, Hachi, and even [Jagged] Aaron.

Yes, "good" and "evil".

Not only is his desire for freedom, his loyalty to do what he says, and his stubbornness not to succumb to human beings, but he also has a reckless, extreme, and impulsive side.

Murlocs are also life, and life itself is very complex.

Because of this, when Tiger realized that he had regained his freedom because of "human beings", his inner emotions were actually quite complicated.

"Humanity" harmed him;

"Humanity" saved him again;

He could no longer tell "what" he was hating.

But no matter what, the Fishman Street boss still wanted to repay Alvin Lindsay, so he took action!

Ode!

With a big stamp of his foot, Tiger rushed forward, overturned one of the marines, and came to Evan Lindsay's side.

At this time, Lindsay had fully activated his Digui form and became an alien demon with a pair of dark green ghost horns on his head.

Such an inhuman appearance made Tiger feel a little more at ease.

Years of slave life have made Tiger resistant to human appearance, and he was unable to get rid of it for a while.

"Humanity!"

Tiger frowned, wary of the navy around him, and asked in a low voice: "What's your next plan? I'll help you!"

"The next plan..."

Lindsay muttered.

In fact, he really didn't think about it that much.

But no matter what, Crocodile's boat is in vain if he doesn't ride on it. Lindsay also wants to go to Alabasta to see the desert country.

"Anyway, let's break out to the port first. My friend may still be waiting for me there."

"good!"

Tiger nodded.

Lindsay's plan was a perfect fit for him, too.

The strength of the fish-men tribe is not only their physique that is different from ordinary people. The most suitable place for them to perform is actually the "sea".

No matter how violent the storm is in the huge ocean, the fishmen can walk on flat ground without any hindrance.

As long as he returns to the sea, Tiger will be confident that no one will catch him!

The two quickly locked onto one direction of the encirclement. Lindsay raised the earth shield to open the way, while Tiger covered the area to avoid being approached by the navy.

Soon, the two broke through several encirclements and rushed to the neighboring island No. 14.

"Tsk..."

The navy captain looked at the two people leaving and couldn't help but frown.

There are too few naval forces that can be deployed temporarily, and they have to maintain stability throughout the Chambord Islands. The remaining manpower cannot stop Lindsay and Tiger at all.

The fighting power of one person is already troublesome enough, but now the two of them are joining forces!

But after all, it is a navy that can be stationed in the Chambord Islands, and the captain's thinking is particularly clear.

He immediately took out the phone bug and commanded the navy distributed throughout the Chambord Islands.

"Delay the prisoners in stages, guide them away from the downtown area, and prevent civilians from being held hostage!"

"Hold on, support from headquarters is coming soon!"

Click!

boom!

Just as the navy captain hung up the phone bug and was about to chase Lindsay and the two, a gunshot suddenly sounded.

The captain thought it was a slave who had escaped from the arena, so he immediately drew the sword at his waist and prepared to fight.

But when he turned his head, he couldn't help but feel a little dizzy.

Because what appeared in front of him was not a vicious fugitive, but a Tianlong man surrounded by many guards!

At this moment, the Tianlong man was holding a musket and walking towards the crowd like a man of power.

"Get out of the way, His Excellency Saint Lorvim is going to pass by here!"

The guards completely ignored the navy's formation and rushed all the way, leading the Tianlong man straight to the gap in the arena that was torn apart.

The previous Celestial Dragon, Saint Aikoweina, had long since been buried alive in the ground and had no life left.

And the man in the suit, who knew he was losing to Alvin Lindsay but still desperately performed his duties, still had a breath left and lay on the ground breathing hard.

Upon seeing this, Saint Lorvim immediately wailed: "Brother, who is it? Who killed you!"

The two belong to the same family, and Saint Ekwena is the eldest brother of Saint Lorvim.

After wailing, Saint Lorvim's expression was already angry, and the fat was stacked on top of each other, becoming funny and distorted.

He reloaded the musket, then aimed at the surviving man in the suit and pulled the trigger.

boom! boom!

After two rounds of lead bullets went down, there were two more muzzles on the man in the suit's back, and there was no more movement.

"Bastard...bastard!"

Saint Lorvimu was so angry that he was shaking all over and yelled at the navy next to him: "Hey, you guys, these navy wastes, avenge my brother quickly!"

"..."

The navy captain was speechless.

Although he didn't have much interaction with the CP organization, the captain still felt a little uncomfortable when Saint Lorweim shot and killed a dying man in front of him.

This is the Tianlong people...

Helpless, the captain could only follow his words: "Our people are rounding him up..."

"Do not talk nonsense!"

Saint Lorvim was so angry that his fat trembled, and he screamed: "To deal with such a big sinner, you still want to round up him? Quickly shoot him and kill him! Shoot, shoot!"

"..."

As soon as these words came out, the navy captain's expression suddenly froze.

This is the Chambord Islands, one of the most prosperous islands in the first half of the Grand Line.

If we launch a shelling on this island, how many civilians will be killed or injured...

Chambord Islands, port.

Crocodile bought the boat and leaned against the mast again, smoking his cigar quietly.

He's still waiting for Alvin Lindsay.

It is rare to find something related to "ancient times". Even if it is a living primitive man, it is still a precious clue.

So it's worth the wait.

But in Crocodile's heart, there was still a bad premonition brewing.

As if to confirm his feeling, there were sounds of commotion on the Chambord Islands.

It seems that a large number of slaves have escaped and the navy soldiers are rounding them up.

This is actually... okay?

Crocodile didn't react much.

If it was just a slave who escaped, his status as the King of the Qibukai could still withstand it, and no one would make things difficult for him.

Wait a little longer, wait a little longer...

Boom!

While thinking, behind Crocodile, someone's feet landed on the deck, making a dull sound.

Is Evan Lindsay back?

wrong.

I didn’t see him, but I heard his voice.

"Ah hahahaha, why is a brat from the Shichibukai here?"

A big hand rested on Crocodile's shoulder.

From behind him, a head with a beard popped out, with a smile on his face.

"Hey, I said."

The head's pupils turned, locked onto Crocodile's eyes, and said slowly:

"Could the chaos on the Chambord Islands be related to you, a brat like you?"

"..."

Crocodile's eyes moved slightly and he saw that face.

He has gray hair and wrinkles, and he is an old man.

"..."

Crocodile paused again.

I got excited and saw [Naval Hero]...

If you have to see how to beat a miscellaneous soldier into a pulp, turn left to Fist of the North Star.

I can’t write about the Holy Mother, but I can’t write a purely enjoyable article about killing one after another.

Lindsay wouldn't care, and I would just pass it by.

The man in the suit is the character who gets the most attention. Whether the Dragon Man dies or not is none of my business, and it's none of Lindsay's business either.

This is the style of the old book. If you can’t change it, it’s just stubborn. Otherwise, I would have written Fei Lu Feng a long time ago.

Guys who love watching, I love you too.

Just sauce~

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