Pirate’s Brood Order

Behind a sand dune slope in the distance, Smoker put the binoculars on Dazbonis' eyes, took it off after a while, and said with a scheming sneer at the corner of his mouth: "You don't need an interpreter, you should be able to guess what the person reported. Go back to the news, um, forget that you can't talk."

Smoke put on leather gloves and put them on Dazbonis's chin. When he buckled them suddenly, the removed mandibular joint snapped in and made a "click". Dazbonis coughed twice and said, "I don't know." You don’t need to waste your time thinking about the true identity of Mr. 0.”

"Hey, are the loyalty of criminals so high now?" Smoker scratched his silver hair, jokingly said: "Is it because I can't keep up with the pace of the era of big pirates? Could you please tell me, How will Crocodile deal with people who betray the organization, especially a core high-level defection, is it more appropriate to choose to believe in his loyalty rather than surrender, or to try to kill people?"

"Despicable!" Dazbonis spat with his head down.

"Look at this blood-stained desert, any means I use to deal with you is enough to be called kind." Smoker's eyes showed a murderous intent: "I am a soldier and you are a thief, you better understand this !"

If at the beginning he tried to investigate Alabasta based on Weiwei’s testimony, then now, Smoker wants to bring down the sand crocodile and send it to the undersea prison in the city of advancement, not just for one Big news, but also about justice.

"King Shichibukai, this is a name resounding through an era." Smoker lowered his head and made a gesture of wiping his neck at Dazbonis, saying meaningfully: "People who sit in this position have long ago put their consciences all over the place." Swallow it up, not to mention the most cold-blooded crocodile..."

Alabasta Naval Branch.

Dazbonis, who was silent, was locked in one of the dark rooms, and Smoker was sitting in the opposite room, with a slightly dim lampshade on the top of the wall, reflecting two figures on the ground.

"What are we waiting for? Mr. 1 must know Crocodile's criminal evidence. As long as we find a way to pry his mouth open, we can reveal his true colors in front of everyone." Weiwei said excitedly, she didn't understand Smoker circled around what he was waiting for.

Smoker took off his leather gloves and threw them on the table. He sat on the iron chair and habitually lit a cigar between his fingertips before saying: "One accusation is far from enough. Some people are good at Sophistry and retaliation, when I was in the East China Sea, I fell into this kind of big somersault with Yaerlin. I can't make the same mistake with the sand crocodile. Instead of taking the initiative to fall into the trap set by the other party, it is better to be patient Waiting for the other party to make a mistake and take the bait, Mr.1 is enough weight as a bait, so don't be anxious at this time, Crocodile must be more anxious than us."

Weiwei calmed down, "Donghai, have you ever been with Colonel Yaerlin?"

"It's a disgraceful story, I can only tell you that the Yarlin you're telling me, Weiwei, is definitely not the guy I know, so I'm afraid what you see is just a disguise." Smoker looked Seeing Weiwei's disapproving expression, she didn't intend to explain further, but turned around and laughed at herself: "As I expected, Yarlin is not dead!"

"What?" Vivi widened her eyes.

"There was news from the East China Sea that he had a fight with Hawkeye Mihawk in the East China Sea. He went to the East China Sea at this time. He should have gone to see the Red Dog General Sakaski." Smoker squeezed Between the eyebrows, the smoke made the eyes close, "The news has been sent back to the headquarters and confirmed, there will be no mistakes."

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The night is like ink!

An unremarkable merchant ship ran aground slowly on the shore, and a team of people dressed in black long coats seemed to blend into the darkness as they stepped off the ship.

"Hey~ I can feel that this desert is welcoming me back." The soles of his feet stepped on the desert and left thick footprints, which were soon buried by the wind and sand. There was a deep cold light under the moonlight, and he could smell the deep desert interior under the soles of his feet. The endless black thread tentacles seemed to be pulsating like blood vessels penetrating the entire desert.

Behind him, the ten apostles of different heights, with cold and stern breaths also evoked intriguing smiles, as if silently whispering: "This desert will become the occupied area of ​​​​the Legion."

Manchen, who was whistling in the wind and sand, seemed to calm down cautiously when he approached a group of people. Da Siqi, who was at the end of the team, was holding a long sword tightly and stared at the sandy surface under his feet strangely swinging to both sides. It seems that the messy gravel road has been sorted out into a smooth and winding road.

In this team, except Yarlin, everyone's faces are very strange, and everyone's aura is extremely terrifying. Standing in front of them, Da Siqi feels like a lamb mixed with wolves, with muscles all over his body. The skin and flesh were trembling instinctively as a warning.

In the restless rush, the team suddenly stopped, and a naval base surrounded by wind and sand came into Da Siqi's eyes, and she looked at Yarlin.

"Smog did a good job, so I will honor my promise, Dashiqi, you can go back to Colonel Smoker, and say hello to him for me." Yarlin turned his head and smiled. Dashiqi said.

"Colonel Yarlin, aren't you going in?" Da Siqi looked at the smile on Yarlin's mouth, and felt his scalp tingle inexplicably.

"Of course!" Da Siqi obviously misunderstood, but she was just being polite at first, eager to leave this group of people as soon as possible, she trotted forward and rushed to the iron gate of the branch base.

After watching, Da Siqi took off his cloak and entered the navy branch smoothly. With a thought, the sand layer under his feet suddenly sank into a dark vortex, slowly engulfing the insteps of everyone, "Let's go in too!"

The voice dissipated in the air, the black vortex closed, and eleven figures sank into the desert, disappearing without a trace.

The iron gate of the branch opened suddenly, and a rolling white snake sprang out, revealing a human figure against the sand surface. Smoker held a cigar in the corner of his mouth, and looked at the deserted sand dunes with his brows tightly frowned. There was no sign of Yarlin alone in the desert field of vision.

"They were here just now!" Da Siqi trotted out all the way, looking around inexplicably.

"Yarlin, he's back in Alabasta!" Smoker glanced at the suspicious Dashiqi and the restless Weiwei, and his heart was unnaturally covered with a layer of haze, "This guy chooses this time Appearing, what are you planning?"

Smog is suspicious, and it can be seen that Yarlin has planted a lingering shadow in his heart.