One Piece’s Strongest Ice Dragon

( ) New World, Dressrosa.

The hustle and bustle that lasted for a day gradually dissipated, the circus became quiet again, and everyone gradually adapted to their current identities, making it easier to disguise themselves.

Unconsciously, Drake seems to have gotten used to this kind of life...

Well, probably.

The unlovable salty fish eyes provided him with a good cover, even if the cadres of Don Quixote's family came to check the situation several times, they could only come up with the same answer.

This is a tyrannosaurus rex that was salted because it was caught and used as an exhibit...

Today doesn't look much different from the past, but the flame in Drake's heart suddenly blazes.

"That is to say...we have spent so much effort, but in the end, Doflamingo is not in Dressrosa at all?!"

Seeing Drake who was completely blackened, Perona rolled her eyes and slowly walked towards the wall... Then, Drake grabbed the clothes on her body and slammed into the sky Throwing, let the light scatter in every corner of the body without gaps.

"So, my shameless performances are all in vain, you bastard!!!"

"Ah!!! Abnormal!"

"Calm down, Boss Drake!"

"Clothes! Clothes! Put your clothes on!"

"EYES! MY EYES!!"

After a while of flying around, Drake put on his suit again, sat on the sofa and folded his hands: "Damn it! I wasted so much time, and it turned out to be useless!"

Thinking that he could only tell Loya this answer after going back, Drake's face turned black for a while.

He can already predict what will happen to him... It will definitely be hyped! Maybe even in the newspapers! The thing about pretending to be a tyrannosaurus and stripping naked to be exhibited!

From now on, everyone in the sea will know that he is a shameless exhibitionist, a pervert!

"Look at Drake, no one wants to think about these things..." Perona carefully twirled beside him: "Would you like some hot cocoa, there is butter bread in the oven... ...."

"Who is in the mood to eat now, Ba Ga! Look at what bad idea you came up with!"

"Woo woo woo,

You murdered me..."

"Calm down, Boss Drake!"

"Don't take off your clothes!"

Just when the tent jumped up again, a subordinate opened the tent and ran in panting.

"It's not good, Boss Drake, the cadre of the Don Quixote Pirates who came last time is here again! She even named you and said she wanted to find you!"

"What did you say?!"

Hearing the news, Drake grabbed the weapon beside him, gritted his teeth, and said, "I thought it was all right after three days, but it turned out to be exposed?!"

"Get ready to fight, we may have been exposed!"

 …

"Please wait a moment, we will immediately notify Boss Drake..."

A thick-dressed clown saluted very politely to the woman on the sofa, then opened the tent and walked out slowly.

Violet was very clear about what was going on in his mind, so she didn't point it out, she picked up the teacup silently, and slowly tasted it.

As a superhuman staring fruit ability user, although Violet can't read other people's memories, she can still know what that guy was thinking just now.

"Comfort the unknown enemy and bring me into this flammable tent, and at the same time pour fuel outside just in case? It's a good idea..." She took a sip of black tea lightly, Putting his arms on the table next to him: "It's not an order from the leader at all. I can come up with this plan all by myself. This group of guys is really extraordinary... It is worthy of the previous bounty of 70 million Baileys. big pirate."

Soon, Drake followed his subordinates to the outside of the tent. Looking at his subordinates who placed barrels of gunpowder around the tent, Drake nodded in satisfaction.

He made a gesture, and the rest of them dispersed instantly, hiding themselves and pointing their guns at the powder kegs.

3...2...1...

However, just as they were about to shoot, Violet's voice suddenly came from the tent.

"Stop it! I'm not your enemy...and starting a fire here will only expose your existence to the eyes of the Don Quixote family."

"wait!"

Drake waved his hand to stop his subordinates from moving, and looked at the entrance of the tent: "The killer of the Don Quixote family, 'Violet' Violet...you say you are not our enemy, so what are you doing?" who is it?"

"It seems that you just found these things..." Violet smiled, leaned on the sofa, and invited Drake: "Want to come in for a drink? Derek Major General Lake..."

Because Drake was directly captured by Loya after leaving the navy, and he had not yet had time to form his own Red Flag Pirates, so Violet had no problem calling him. He is still the traitor of the navy, but with an additional layer of identity on top of that.

"Oh? Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient!"

Derek also wanted to know the other party's purpose. Confident in the strength he had gained from being abused, he stepped in with a promise.

 …

"It's bad! Drake was kidnapped by a vixen!"

Seeing Drake walk into the tent, Perona covered her mouth and cried bitterly. Dressrosa is known as "the country of love, intimacy and toys". Of course, Perona's focus is on the first half of "Love and Intimacy"... That woman is so gorgeously dressed, and she invites a man to share a room in the middle of the night, so in addition to seducing Drake, Perona wants to There is no other reason.

For a while, the entire camp echoed with Perona's heart-piercing cries. And with her crying, ripples that reached directly to the soul spread out, causing the surrounding subordinates to lie on the ground in pain, clutching their chests.

As a soul body, the only thing Perona can touch is the soul.

In addition, her mood fluctuates too much now, so this howling can be called a real banshee howling!

"Calm down, Lady Perona! We're almost out of breath!"

"Doctor, I need a doctor!"

However, no matter how the surrounding subordinates advised, Perona was still crying there. Without the restraint and protection of the physical body, the emotions of the soul body are so sensitive and fragile.

"Chi Chi Wai Wai Wai Wai is noisy! Perona..."

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared behind Perona. With his back to the moonlight, only the burning soul flames in his eyes and a little spark at the corner of his mouth can be seen clearly.

"Woo, who are you, I want you to take care of me!"

Perona sobbed and turned her head back, and then saw the bloodless scary face at a glance, and immediately rolled her eyes and passed out.

"It's terrible, Crocodile..."

Looking at Perona who was unconscious on the ground and kept chanting "so scary", Crocodile took a deep breath, her eyebrows twitching uncontrollably.

Noticing Crocodile's conspicuous scorpion hook and the undead walking out of the shadows behind him, the group of subordinates who had worked in the circus for a long time suddenly became excited.

"Great, it's Lord Crocodile!"

"And the undead army!"

"Finally, I don't have to play the clown to amuse the children!"

The guy dressed as a clown shook off the clown nose in his hand, and tears filled his eyes from being so excited!

Hearing the howls from the surrounding crowd, which was no different from being released from a prison after being imprisoned for decades, Crocodile exhaled a smoke ring and looked up at the tent wrapped in gunpowder in front of him.

"So...someone tell me what's going on now?"