Pirate’s Brood Order

Staring at the crazy murderous intent in Smoker's eyes on the screen, Dazbonis's face was moved. He turned his head to look at Yarlin who was staring at the screen calmly with a smile on his face. Like the most vicious boa constrictor in the animal world, even more palpitating than his original boss, the sand crocodile.

Ever since Feng Klei's final kick was about to blow his head off, Dazbornis had already understood the answer given by Mr.0. Ruthlessness and coldness are indeed the usual style of that sand crocodile, so his state of mind at the moment has a rather subtle difference. The change, which can be seen from the fact that he directly called the sand crocodile in his next words: "So, this is your purpose, to make this white hunter completely hate the sand crocodile? But Feng Klei knows the truth!"

"The truth is that he killed Smoker's adjutant. Can he justify it under the eyes of everyone?" Arlin naturally felt the change in Dazbonis's words, and he said with a faint smile: "It's not just hatred, see Is the broken sword Smoker picked up, that is the oath of blood, it is not until death, it is a real mad dog trying to kill the sand crocodile desperately. "

"It's rare to see two demons with natural abilities fighting against each other. I've already set up the stage. The next thing I need to do is to cut off the disturbing people, for example, someone who likes to disrupt the situation." Bastard..." Yaerlin stretched out his index finger and shook it lightly in front of his eyes, and the black line gradually turned into a white line, "You know, what I hate the most is that others are similar to me, then It will make me feel as if I see a replica of myself breathing in the world, especially when the other party still has a huge name on his head, it is easy to confuse people who is the real one, but fortunately, this world There is no need to talk about this kind of thing, but just kill the other party, and the rest will naturally be the only one."

While Yarlin was speaking, Gladius, Buffalo, and Baby-5, who had already fled far away, appeared on the bank of the inner river while spinning at high speed.

The inland river at the foot was originally a wide inland sea, but now it has been eroded by the desert due to drought, leaving only a narrow river channel, which can only accommodate small boats. It is an inland river that can reach Albana directly, but it is still far away. A course extending to the Great Channel.

At this moment, there is a merchant ship with a mast sail parked on the inland river. The flag on the top of the flagpole of the mast sail is splashed with a few drops of blood. It was as if he had been pierced by countless sharp blades in an instant, and Ling Chi was executed. Apart from the blood spilling out on the deck, there were also some cold and transparent sea water that seemed to condense into transparent mirror fragments.

"It smells like blood!"

Buffalo's nose is very sensitive, he twitched his nose full of blackheads, and looked very vigilantly at the ship that greeted him as planned.

Baby-5's goggles have the function of farsightedness. She aimed the quasi-signal at the ship, and her face changed slightly and she saw the corpses on the ground. In the center of the corpses stood two men wearing windbreakers and hoods. Showing white underwear.

"navy?"

One of them looked at each other, and what Baby-5 saw was a pair of cold eyes, crystal clear blue like a pair of glass balls without any impurities, without a trace of eyes, looking directly at the past as if he was the whole person It is completely mapped into the fundus.

The man stepped forward, his shoulders shrugged and his arms were raised flat to reveal the white sleeves, and a fingertip pointed towards him. In an instant, the water splashed by the river surface rolled up and condensed strangely into a smooth mirror in mid-air. The mirror suddenly cut through the space, fell to the side of the three and began to rotate strangely, forming a blurred mirror image.

The propeller above Buffalo's head stopped, and he stared dumbfounded at the mirrors that surrounded him in all directions. The air waves created by the rotation were cold and cold. He saw his bloated body reflected in the mirror, as if his own figure was everywhere in an instant.

Baby-5 turned his hands into two machine guns without any hesitation, and the crazily output firepower was continuous into fire snakes. The sound of metal collisions hit the mirror surface, but it was just like lasing on the sea surface, rippling in circles. Ripples of ripples, then smooth again, motionless.

Gladius' pupils contracted slightly. Looking around these unusual mirrors, he felt that the other party's abilities might be very strange, and he was even more horrified in his heart: "We have already got rid of the smoke man, why are we still blocked by the navy?" Here it is, this is wrong!"

In the mirrors, it should be said that a figure appeared in each mirror at the same time, with a black cloak hanging behind the back, and a dark white navy suit faintly exposed on the front. It was a thin face with a dark silver layer flowing on the surface of the skin Strange metal, a pair of cold and clear eyes that look like fakes.

People are in the mirror!

The three of them were startled, when they heard a cold voice mixed with a strange tone, like an echo echoing back and forth in the area blocked by the mirror: "Baroque Studio, no, you are not from that sand crocodile, you should be called For Doflamingo's people!"

Gladius's identity was found out, and his heart trembled slightly. He rolled his eyes and stared at the person in the mirror, thinking in his heart: "Is the ability to manipulate the mirror? Then, what is in the mirror is just an illusion, or is it just an illusion?" Has the real body on the other side also merged into the mirror?"

The soles of his feet rubbed against the ground without any trace, and the decorated gears on his arms were automatically rotating in the absence of wind. He glanced at Buffalo and Baby-5 with serious faces, and they could smell the gloom in the air. There is a cold and strong smell of blood. The navy in the mirror in front of him has lost many lives, but it will definitely be a shocking number.

"Introduce yourself, you can call me the Seventh Apostle Gana, uh..." The voice said: "I'm very sorry, only one of you three can go back to see Doflamingo, and speak for me. Doflamingo has a message, and the other two will have to stay in Alabasta for the time being."

"Seventh Apostle, a title I've never heard of, just because you want to keep the three of us?" Gladius's eyelids twitched, and the corners of his mouth under the mask evoked a sinister look. As soon as he stepped on it, the landmine bomb that he buried in the ground quietly spread and exploded against the edge of the mirror.

The gunpowder smoke cleared, and the explosion's air waves rolled the wind and sand, and the visibility in the cramped space was extremely poor, and only the sound of broken "click" could be heard reverberating...