Robust Mage in One Piece

"Without that mecha, what else do you have?"

Gladius, who was covered in blood, looked at the fat man who came out of the mecha, wearing clothes, smoking a cigar, and not even carrying a gun, and sneered.

"Next, I will let you know what is the art of explosion!"

"The art of exploding?"

The fat man with a cigar in his mouth looked at Gladius with disdain, "You say I don't understand the art of explosion?"

boom!

The fat man stretched out his hand towards Gladius, and a shell flew out of his palm. Amidst the stunned expression on Gladius' face, the shells exploded directly on his face.

boom!

Gladius' body flew up in the explosion.

boom! boom! boom!

Three more cannonballs flew out from the fat man's left and right shoulders and palms, and they landed on Gladius one by one like a line.

boom! boom! boom!

There were three loud bangs in a row, and Gladius' body was hit by shells again and again, as if he had been hit by a gun... Like a gun, he was directly escorted by the fat man's shells all the way to the wall on the other side.

boom!

Gladius, covered in blood, fell from the wall again.

"That I don't understand the art of explosions?"

The fat man took off his cigar with his hands, and lazily blew a smoke ring.

"How many equivalent bombs do you have on you idiot..."

"you……"

Gladius struggled a bit, staring at the fat man through his broken glasses.

"I am the castle man of the castle fruit ability user!"

Dozens of shooting holes and more than a dozen gun emplacements were exposed on Fatty's body, and the dense spears and cannons were aimed at the still active Gladius.

"Do you think I use the mecha to bully you?"

boom!

The muskets and cannons all over Fatty fired together, and countless bullets and dozens of shells covered the corner where Gladius was like raining.

After a burst of explosions, Gladius' mutilated corpse landed in a corner of the wall, his hands stretched out, motionless.

"Pooh!"

Capone Becky stuffed the cigar into his mouth, turned and walked outside.

"I use mechas to deal with you, just because I don't want to fight with all my strength for other people's affairs!"

In the 125th minute after the start of the battle, Gradius, the cadre of the Don Quixote family, was shot and killed by Capone Becky in the dark alley of Dressrosa.

Chachacha...

Monet was holding sugar in one hand, and holding an ice pick in the other hand and gesticulating on his sister's neck. The two of them carefully pressed against the wall and rubbed towards the back door of the room.

Squeak...

The door opened, revealing Kong Ming's calm face.

"Miss Kidnapper, I have already done what you asked for... Hey, Miss Kidnapper, where are you going?"

"I'm leaving through the back door..."

Monet looked at Kong Ming sternly, the hand holding the ice pick was trembling slightly.

"Quickly get out and don't come in again, otherwise, I will be rude to the hostages!"

"Oh well!"

Kong Ming nodded obediently, then retracted his head, and locked the door again with a click.

"Sister..." Granu blinked her big eyes. "Will he come in again?"

"have no idea……"

Monet felt that he had no idea what the guy with glasses was thinking.

You say he doesn't care about the lives of the hostages, he basically does whatever he asks. But if you say he cares about the lives of the hostages, he will always jump out.

No one knows what he's thinking...

"ignore him……"

Monet whispered to the sugar in his arms.

"Let's retreat according to our plan first. It's fine if he doesn't come out, but if he insists on chasing you out to rescue you, then follow our agreement. As long as he brings you around, you will catch him." he."

"Okay!" Sasuke nodded sensibly.

After discussing it properly, Monet continued to act as if he was intimidating the sugar, and took the sugar step by step to the back door of the room.

Squeak!

The door opened again, and Kong Ming's head was exposed again.

"Excuse me, Miss Kidnapper, how long should I stay behind the door?"

"Where are you staying for half, no, an hour..."

While talking to Kong Ming, Monet carefully twisted the handle of the back door with his hands behind his back, and slowly opened the door.

"Anyway, don't come here, or I will kill the hostages!"

"Is that so?"

Kong Ming behind the door stretched out a hand, pushed his glasses, and then pointed behind Monet.

"But what if I've already passed?"

Monet put the ice pick horizontally in front of Granu's neck, looked back carefully, and then he found that there was really a Kong Ming wearing a long robe and glasses standing outside the back door.

"You...how..."

"exile!"

Just when Monet saw a Kong Ming standing by the back door and turned pale with panic, he was standing there.

Kong Ming at the front door had already pushed open the door, waving his hand and shooting out a pale green light.

Before Monet could react, the pale green light hit Monet... the sugar in his arms!

Under the influence of the light, Granose's body flickered for a moment, and then became transparent.

"ok!"

Kong Ming pushed his glasses in satisfaction, "The hostage has been resolved, very smoothly!"

"granulated sugar!"

Monet let out an exclamation, and used her hands to touch the transparent sugar body in vain, but no matter how she touched, her hand could only pass through the body of the sugar.

"elder sister!"

Granit also stretched out her hand in panic to hug Monet, but it passed through Monet's body in vain.

"You crazy..."

Monet turned his head and stared at Kong Ming, "Give me back the sugar."

As he said that, Monet's body suddenly turned into a ball of snowflakes, and he entangled Kong Ming.

"Bondage!"

Snapped!

After snapping her fingers, several sigils suddenly lit up on the floor of the room, and then the snowflake that Monet turned into felt that the air around her was about to stagnate, and even her elementalized body could only stop helplessly. mid-air.

Kong Ming snapped and snapped his fingers again, and a chair in the corner of the factory flew up out of thin air and landed in front of Kong Ming.

After tidying up his clothes, Kong Ming sat down on the chair in a grand manner, and stared at the snow girl in front of him.

"Can we talk now?"

Monet's body was struggling desperately, and his eyes looked at Kong Ming with hatred.

"Don't look at me with that kind of eyes, Storm Fortress...Sorry, I got mixed up!"

Kong Ming had a warm smile on his face and a calm tone. "There's no need to talk about hostages and kidnappers. I still know you Miss Monet and your sister Granose very well."

Monet's body was still struggling desperately.

"Don't struggle, it's pointless for you to do this."

Kong Ming looked at the struggling Monet, his eyes were calm.

"I spent so much time opening and closing the door over and over again, just to take the opportunity to set up a magic circle on the floor of this room. Don't say Miss Monet, even if the flamingo in your heart dares to walk in now He can't get out of this room either."

Monet's struggling figure stopped, but his eyes were still fixed on Kong Ming.

"Calm down now?"

There was still a warm smile on Kong Ming's face, "Maybe Miss Monet, you think you are not famous, and you don't even have a bounty, but in fact, you and your sister, Sugar..."

Kong Ming's eyes turned to the figure of Granu who was exiled by him.

"It came into my sight a long time ago!"

Monet looked at Kong Ming with hatred.

"Why, don't you believe it?"

Kong Ming pushed his glasses, "Let me think about it, you and your sister should have joined the Don Quixote family eight years ago, right? Your sister also got the childlike fruit that year..."

There was a hint of panic in Monet's eyes.

"Three years after joining, you entered Dressrosa's palace and became a maid."

Kong Ming said plainly. "It was you who opened the palace, which made the Don Quixote family annihilate King Liku's army, and it was you who captured Princess Violet..."

Monet's eyes became even more flustered.

"Well, do you want me to continue?"

Kong Ming asked calmly, "For example, your feelings for that flamingo Doflamingo... Oh, I forgot, you are still bound and speechless!"

As he spoke, Kong Ming snapped his fingers, and Monet's body shook, as if he had regained his ability to move.

"What exactly do you want?"