Pirate: I am Luffy's older sister

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month has passed since the escape of the Red Count, but this matter has not been exposed, and the sixth underground floor of the city itself does not have a fixed prison patrol process, but simply guards the gates of the sixth and fifth underground floors.

Could it be that the Red Count could always go unpunished?

Of course not, and even if the Red Count's escape is not discovered, the Red Count's character cannot be tolerated forever, and as he obtains the "Vampire Fruit", he begins to suck the blood of others around with himself as the center.

Eating the blood of ordinary people can restore him to a little bit of youth.

Absorbing the blood of the strong can even suck vigorous energy from it, so as to become stronger, although the increase is not large.

Don't look at this effect, it is nothing compared to those fruit abilities that directly improve strength, in fact, this fruit is definitely a T0-level fruit of the Shanghai Pirate King.

The reason is that vampire fruits can cross the boundary between life and death.

Even the fruits of surgery can only allow a person to obtain immortal-level vitality at the cost of the user's life.

The owner of the vampire fruit can directly suck the blood of others to obtain life force.

The fruits of surgery can "create gods".

Vampire fruit can "become a god"!

With the end of Count Red's initial snorting, his original old face had returned to a bit of rosy, and although his appearance had not changed much, his flesh had returned to the level of forty or fifty years old.

"The blood of ordinary people can only go to this extent, but it's not bad, and now my strength has almost recovered to the peak sixth."

The Red Count felt that the almost lost strength of his original loss kept coming back with the amount of blood he sucked, and this surging breath of life intoxicated him.

"It's time to change targets... Who to target... Oh yes, Whitebeard~ The whitebeard who was proud of the world should be old now, right? Hahaha, let's go visit an old friend by the way~"

Count Red is an old friend, in fact, he has set his sights on Whitebeard and the pirates under him.

Although Whitebeard and Roger's former Red Count is powerful and arrogant, he still doesn't think that he is stronger than Whitebeard and Roger, but now it's different, with the blessing of the vampire fruit, the Red Count can feel that he has gained more potential, and if this potential bursts out, surpassing Whitebeard and Roger is easy!

Red Earl, whose full name is Barorick Ledfield, is different from most pirates, he is an absolute loner, hates working with others, and runs through the Loneliness Creed.

Since childhood, he has a strong domineering attitude, and as he grows older, he can see through people's hearts.

But because of this, he is accustomed to seeing the ugly hearts of the people around him, so he has a great rejection of people, develops a withdrawn character, and dislikes human beings.

Before Count Red's heart gradually twisted, there was a pirate ship in Count Red's life that made him feel the light of humanity.

The Rumba pirate ship, yes, is Brooke's pirate ship, and Brooke is considered an idol by the Red Earl.

Ahem, after all, when Brooke went to sea, Roger was still a newcomer............

And as the Red Count targeted Whitebeard and the others, at the same time, Whitebeard and the others were happily swimming around the sea, in order to be able to experience the best life for their father, the group of sons below worked hard to the extreme.

At night, on an island.

The grand banquet is being held, I don't know how many banquets are referred to as the Nth banquet, but the number of banbans does not affect the atmosphere and quality of the banquet at all, and the financial strength of the white group is completely worry-free.

Everyone happily drank wine and ate barbecued meat, enjoying the different scenery of various regions, and some lecherous ones also soaked some beauties to spend the Spring Festival together.

In the midst of the group, Marko stared at a newspaper and fell into deep thought.

"Marko, what are you doing, the banquet has begun, what are you doing with a tense face." Diamond Joz walked up to Marko with a smile and asked.

"It's okay, it's just that I care a little about the content of this newspaper..." Diamond

Joz stretched his neck suspiciously and poked his head over, only to see that a large part of the newspaper was saying where and where a large number of people were missing.

"Missing? There are both men and women, it is not like a simple robbery, I don't like robbing money, there is always a sense of foreboding..."

Marko muttered, Diamond Joz reached out and scratched the back of his head, he was not good at using his brain, he felt that it was nothing to ponder.

"The barbecue over there seems to be cooked, I'll go back first, Marko, you can come over quickly."

"Oh, okay."

Marko thought for a short moment and couldn't think of a reason, and finally put the newspaper away, turned and walked to the banquet.

The center of the banquet is naturally whitebeard, and the ingredients of the banquet are rare dragon meat, after all, to let so many big stomach kings eat, it is not the quality and quantity of dragons.

"Daddy, my craft is not bad, right?"

"Goo la la, great, great, so cool!"

Whitebeard nibbled on dragon meat and gulped down wine, this refreshing feeling is really difficult to express in words, because of the previous illness and old injuries, in order to be able to stabilize the body, alcohol and everything is forbidden by Marko, can not be as unconcerned gulp as now.

There are no worries, you can eat whatever you want, and you can drink whatever you want.

This kind of thing Whitebeard didn't dare to think about before, Qianxia really gave Whitebeard a big gift.

Late at night.

There was no end to their banquet, only the end of drinking and getting drunk until broad daylight.

Whitebeard sat on the ground a little drunk, blinking in confusion, while the brothers around him were all drunk and lying on the ground, unconscious.

Just when Whitebeard was about to close his eyes and go to sleep, he suddenly opened his eyes sharply, and a familiar and unfamiliar aura was faintly perceived by him from a distance.

"This breath... That guy is still alive.

Whitebeard's drunkenness woke up, he turned his head to look in the direction where the breath was perceived, and saw a thin and tall figure, with white hair braided into two braids hanging down his shoulders, wearing a plum-red shirt and blood-red trousers, and a man wearing a blood-red cape stepped into Whitebeard's line of sight.

"Long time no see, Whitebeard."

The Red Count held a sword like an umbrella and had a weird smile on his face.