Pirate God-Level Reporter

Rainland, an important city in the Kingdom of Alabastan.

The largest casino in the kingdom, “Rain Banquet”, is located here, and at the same time, it is also the base camp of Sand Crocodile, Klockdar.

At this time, in a rather luxurious room, the sand crocodile held a wine glass in his hand, with a smile on his lips, and comfortably picked up a newspaper on the table.

“Bang!”

The next moment, the sand crocodile directly smashed the wine glass in his hand to the ground, and his originally calm expression had become distorted because of anger.

“Who the hell!? Do you really know everything?! The sand crocodile stared at the newspaper in his hand and said in a low voice.

“No matter who you are!? If you threaten my plan, you must die! With an indifferent smile, the sand crocodile slowly took out a phone bug from inside his clothes.

“President!” After the call was dialed, a woman’s flat voice was soon heard.

“All plans need to be accelerated! We are running out of time! The sand crocodile continued to look at the newspaper in front of him and said in a low voice.

“Yes.” The other side of the phone bug was silent for a few seconds and answered calmly.

“Also, Mr.1 and Mr.2 have arrived in Albana, let them do something.” A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth again, and the sand crocodile said calmly.

……

At this time, Ping Xiao was standing not far outside Albana City, looking at the city wall that had been gradually raised.

“Hurry up, push the defensive cannon over!”

“Prepare some more ammunition!”

Faintly, Pingxiao could also hear the shouts of some officers from the city wall.

It seems that everything has not yet gone off track, and the sand crocodile has managed to provoke the largest war.

Ping Xiao looked at Albana, who was on high alert in the setting sun, and thought silently in his heart.

“Phew!”

At this moment, a violent sound that cut through the air came from behind Ping Xiao.

“Finally can’t bear it!?” Feeling the killing intent coming from behind him, the corner of Pingxiao’s mouth smiled faintly.

His eyes suddenly shivered, and Ping Xiao’s right leg kicked on the ground.

“Six Style Moon Steps!”

At the moment when the toes touched the ground, a cloud of white smoke was produced under Pingxiao’s feet, and the moment his body jumped up, the speed broke through the sound barrier.

“Bang!”

Almost at the moment when Ping Xiao left, a slash carrying huge force crashed down on the place where Ping Xiao was standing before.

This is a bald man in Shaolin martial monk-style attire, tall, muscular with snake motifs on the sides of the chest of his clothes.

Senior agent of the Baroque Work Society, the ability to chop the fruit, Mr.1, Daz Bonis.

“You are ‘Mo Zhou’?!” After the blow hit the air, Mr. 1 did not continue to attack, but looked at Ping Xiao expressionlessly and asked.

“How?! Did the sand crocodile send you over?! Ping Xiao looked at Mr.1 indifferently and said.

“No, I have more important tasks.” Mr.1 shook his head with a stiff expression and said, “Solving you is just a matter of convenience.” ”

“Is it?!” Hearing this, a faint smile rose at the corner of Pingxiao’s mouth, and he spoke: “It seems that Feng Kelei has entered Albana.” ”

Hearing Ping Xiao’s words, Mr.1’s eyes suddenly turned cold.

“It seems that you do know a lot!” Mr.1 said indifferently, and both arms turned into blades and slashed towards Ping Xiao in a crossed shape.

“Chop the fruit, destroy the crack!”

The slash that was sharp enough to cut through the air went straight towards Ping Xiao.

As a fruit slasher, Mr.1 can turn any part of his body into a blade, while also making his skin as hard as steel.

However, in the face of Mr.1 who was attacking towards him, Pingxiao was not in a hurry.

With a faint smile, Pingxiao’s body jumped up, and his body instantly became lighter than a feather.

“Six Styles of Paper Painting!”

Ping Xiao’s body jumped in mid-air and easily dodged Mr.1’s slash.

However, this was just the beginning, and the next moment, Ping Xiao’s foot kicked out, carrying the momentum of breaking the wind and attacking Mr.1.

“Rokushi Arashi Foot!”

The strength of Ping Xiao’s whole body gathered on his feet, and an arc-shaped slash-like momentum, like a straight line, kicked straight towards Mr.1.

“Bang!”

With a loud bang, even Mr.1, whose body was as hard as steel under the ability of the fruit, could not withstand such an attack, and was directly hit by a kick and smashed on the ground.

……

At the same time, in the waters close to the Kingdom of Alabastan, the Golden Melly is still sailing fast.

“Sure enough, this person must know the truth of the matter!” Vivi held the second newspaper in her hand tightly and said confidently.

“In this way, Vivi’s country has a greater chance of being saved!” Choiba said happily on the side.

“Then, we just need to find what Vivi said, the president of this Baroque work society! Klockdar, and just knock him down! Luffy said with the same confidence.

“It’s not that simple!” At this time, Solon suddenly spoke.

“That’s one of His Majesty’s Seven Martial Seas, a person with the same name as Hawkeye!” Solon said with a calm expression.

Hawkeye Mihawk, every time he mentioned the name, Solon could feel that the scar on his chest was still faintly painful.

That His Majesty the Seven Martial Seas who stood at the top of all the pirates and looked down on the entire sea, how could it be so easy to deal with!?

“And it’s not only that.” At this time, Nami also spoke: “If Klockdar is Mr.0, then all the members of the Baroque Work Society——”

“They will all rush to Alabastan!” Vivi then finished what Nami wanted to say.

Suddenly, Qioba and Usopp, who were originally very excited, fell silent. The Baroque Work Society, which has a total of 2,000 people, is definitely not as easy to deal with as expected.

“Anyway, just take down Klockdar!?” Only Luffy continued unimpressed.

At this time, the outline of the land can be gradually seen in the distance.

……

Outside Albana.

Pingxiao’s figure moved out of the air again and dodged Mr.1’s slash.

At this time, Mr.1 gritted his teeth deadly, and the expression on his face was no longer so calm.

It has been nearly half an hour since he fought with Ping Xiao, and Mr.1 has not attacked Ping Xiao once until now. On the contrary, he was not lightly injured.

“What the hell are you!? Why hinder our plans!? With a tense face, Mr. 1 looked at Ping Xiao and asked.

“Not important!” Ping Xiao smiled lightly, and said in a very casual voice: “You just need to know that I am a reporter.” ”

As soon as the words fell, Pingxiao’s figure disappeared from the place again, and the next moment, Pingxiao’s figure appeared in midair.

The red snow left text worn on his waist was instantly unsheathed, and it fell with a sharp slash like space.

“Juhe!”

The slash as if a lion was in the present world fell violently on Mr.1’s body.

“Bell!”

As if cutting into steel, when Pingxiao’s slash fell, there was a sound of gold and iron clashing.

Ping Xiao’s figure slowly fell behind Mr.1, squatting slightly, and the knife in his hand had already withdrawn its scabbard.

Mr.1’s body froze sharply in place, lowered his head in disbelief, and looked at the slowly thickening red line on his chest.

“Bang!”

The next moment, Mr.1’s tall body crashed to the ground.

“Tell Klockdar that I am waiting for him to come to me in person.” Ping Xiao glanced at Mr.1, said lightly, and turned to leave.

Mr.1 moved his arm with difficulty, stuffed a healing pill into his mouth, the bruises on his forehead burst, forced a glance in the direction where Ping Xiao left, and slowly closed his eyes.