Pirate: Is this swordsman too meaty?

Tezzolo has his own spirit and his own circumstances. Only after experiencing various hardships and tests can he transform in the dirt and be reborn from the ashes...

Long Che did not take Tezzolo with him. Tezzoro's current strength is low, not even as good as Kangaroo Gangzi, and there is no benefit except causing trouble for his actions.

All he wants is to plant a seed.

Just like everything he did in Wano Country.

Wano Country only knows Kozuki, and they only know that he is a butcher knife in Sukiyaki's hand. As long as that position is involved, they only think of Kozuki Oden.

Only after experiencing painful lessons can they recall Long Che's "goodness" and remember the Long Che who endured their supercilious looks but still "fought bloody battles" for them without hesitation.

This is how people are, they lose everything, and only after seeing hell can they remember who is the one who can really protect them.

As long as Odenichi dies...

"Those people should still be grateful to me, right?"

Long Che squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the moonlight cast from the gaps in the huge dense tree canopy above his head, and disappeared in a flash.

In a black-and-white castle on Otoroda Island, Elros, the owner of one-half of the island's casinos, sat numbly at the desk, writing on the paper with an alloy pen in a daze.

The weak moonlight shone in from the open window and fell on his face, his expression dull.

The curtains moved slightly, and Long Che landed in front of Elros' desk, but Elros seemed not to notice, still writing with his head down.

Long Che raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and murderous intent invaded the opponent's mind. If his willpower was not strong enough, he would be controlled by him like a puppet on strings.

This is the result he obtained accidentally during his two years of practice.

But he can only control those with weak willpower through force. Take the navy as an example. He cannot control those above the school level. He can only use murderous intent to destroy their will and make them faint.

Elros finally finished writing and stopped writing.

He raised his head blankly, his eyes dull and empty.

The corners of Long Che's mouth were slightly raised, and his pupils were shining red.

"Use the pen in your hand to commit suicide."

It seemed that "death" was involved. After receiving the instruction, Elros struggled, raising the pen in his hand and delaying the stabbing.

Long Che's eyes flashed, and Elros' pupils suddenly shrank. He lifted up the alloy pen numbly, stabbed it into his throat with a pop, and then stirred stiffly. In an instant, blood spurted out.

The pain awakened Elros's consciousness, but it was obviously too late at this moment.

The blood quickly flowed from his body with warmth. Elros stared at Long Che with wide eyes. He covered the wound on his neck with his right hand, and a large amount of red liquid seeped out from between his fingers.

Then his legs kicked off, and Elros fell down on the desk. His pupils gradually lost focus, and a large amount of blood flowed out, staining a piece of paper on the desk red - a suicide note.

Long Che's figure moved, the curtain rolled up, and disappeared into the vast night.

Duh, duh, duh——

There was a crisp knock on the door.

"Boss, Mr. Declon is here to visit."

When there was no response, the servants of the castle cautiously shouted, "Boss? Boss?"

"Didn't I ask you to call father? What are you doing here?"

A young voice said angrily, "Mr. De Croon has been waiting for a long time, why hasn't father come out yet?"

The servant of the castle winced and quickly explained, "I called the boss, but it seems that the boss is not in the room..."

"How is that possible? My father will never go anywhere at this time."

The young voice retorted and opened the door.

Under the cold moonlight, a corpse was lying on the table with a fearful expression, dripping with blood.

The breathing of the two people who entered the door suddenly stopped, and then they let out a loud scream.

…………

"Long Che~"

As soon as he returned to the hotel and opened the door, a delicate figure threw herself into Long Che's arms.

Long Che stroked Stussy's silky hair and smelled a faint fragrance.

"Where have you been? You came back so late, I'm so scared..." Stusy raised her delicate face, her eyes flashing.

"Really..." Long Che licked his dry lips and hugged Stussy, "We don't know each other well enough, Stussy, I think it's necessary to have an in-depth communication."

Stussy's cheeks turned red, she blinked and her red lips were glossy, "I'm looking forward to it..."

The next day.

Three poles in the sun.

Long Che sat on the bed, frowning in thought, while Stusi lay in his arms, her face full of spring, and her fingers lightly traced the strong muscles dishonestly, "Long Che, what are you thinking about?"

Long Che said sadly, "I heard that the World Government has a systematic training method for agents. I'm very interested in the physical technique called [Six Forms], but where should I go to get the Six Forms?"

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The six postures he had figured out by himself were only suitable for his body, which grew at a terrifying rate. Ordinary people could not adapt to his training intensity.

Stussy paused with her fingers for a moment, looking a little unnatural.

Long Che lowered his head and glanced at Stusi, and sneered in his heart, "You said if I kidnapped the Tianlong people, they would be willing to trade the Sixth Form with me, right?"

"This..." Stussy's delicate body trembled, "Probably... But Long Che, that's too dangerous. The world's nobles are heavily guarded. I'm very worried..."

What are you worried about?

Are you worried that your Tianlong master will be killed by me?

Long Che smiled, "I am a criminal with a reward of more than one billion from the world government. Is it normal to kill a world noble to vent my anger?"

Stusi lowered his head and his eyes changed. Long Che's thoughts were extremely dangerous. He was a Celestial Dragon, a descendant of the Creator, and a symbol of absolute power in this world!

Assassinate Long Che now?

But the other party is far stronger than her.

When they were together, she tried scratching Long Che's skin with her nails, but there were no scratches at all. Instead, many nails were broken off.

With her Dao power, let alone killing Long Che, even leaving scars on Long Che would be difficult.

Once her identity is exposed, she doesn't think she has a chance to escape.

I can only find a way to give him the Sixth Form, but I have to do some tricks on the Sixth Form... Stusy thought, raised her head again, her pale face regained some color, and said gently, "Long Che, I heard that nearby

There will be an auction venue, maybe there will be six styles."

Auction six styles?

Long Che sneered in his heart, if the Six Styles could be auctioned at will, they would not be regarded as a secret for the training of new forces by the World Government and the Navy.

Of course, there are also traitors in the navy. Traitors auction six styles... It seems reasonable?

However, there are also many strong people who look down upon this quick technique.

"Auction venue?"

Long Che squinted his eyes slightly, and saw Stusi tightening the mattress shyly, her eyes like a lake of spring water, "It's still very early, let's play something new."

Attachment: Thanks to Darkest Before Dawn for the 100 coins, and thanks to Ranger Hanmeng for the 100 coins.