The bloody hand Mary of the pirate

"Good afternoon, Dr. Vegapunk."

In the submarine base, Im, who was more than two meters tall, gently bent down and greeted Vegapunk condescendingly with a smile.

Makarov did not raise his head from the beginning, kneeling on one knee on the ground. And Vegapunk did not raise his head to look at Im, just making a salute gesture.

"Gui'an, Lord Im."

"No courtesy, raise your head."

Im smiled and said: "I came to you this time because I have something I need you to study."

"Is it ancient technology?"

Vegapunk looked up at Im, and Makarov also stood up, but he didn't dare to look up.

"This is not the place to talk."

As soon as Im finished speaking, Vegapunk nodded understandingly, turned around and made a "please" gesture.

"In that case, please come with me."

Say it, Vegapunk strode out. Im immediately followed, while Makarov stayed behind the two of them.

Im raised her hand and said without looking back:

"You guys, don't follow me."

The four choirs that were originally with Imlai all stopped where they were.

Seeing this, Vegapunk smiled, turned back and said to the choir:

"This place is not closed. If you feel bored staying here, you can visit the nearby research facilities."

"Well, excuse me."

After that, Vegapunk, Im and Makarov walked away without looking back.

Looking at the three figures walking away, Plague looked at Lu Qi, who had just joined and was still dressed in white, and said with a smile:

"Ho ho, it seems that the adults want to customize some equipment for you."

"You came here specifically to find Bega Punk, you are really lucky."

"..."

Lu Qi did not answer, but looked at Plague with extremely fearful eyes.

Or look at the other three people.

Without any doubt, Lu Qi joined the choir. Originally, he had no other choice.

After joining the choir, Lu Qi also fought against the other three people, and every time they fought, he would feel frightened.

The Plague guy is not a fruit-powered person, but his movement skills are extremely weird, and his attainments in seeing, hearing, and color are obviously astonishingly high. He is not very well-armed and can't cause obvious damage to Lu Qi, but the poison of the Plague is too terrifying.

Plague himself is a researcher. He used to be a doctor in the past, but later he started studying toxins for some unknown reason. Inorganic poisons, organic poisons, viruses and even bacteria are all his research subjects.

He is a crazy researcher, and human experimentation is nothing to him. He even used his own body for experiments, so that his own body fluids are now full of poison.

Both War and Famine are fruit power users. Among them, War is the earliest member of the choir, and his fruit power is the Superman Curtain Fruit.

He can lock a place within his sight, build a [curtain], and then immediately project his body onto the curtain. This projection will perfectly replicate all the movements and weapons of war, and can also be used as a relay point to spread his sight

color.

In addition, War can also create a curtain in advance, and when necessary, directly project his body onto the already set curtain. Most of these curtains are disposable.

When the projection of the curtain is destroyed, the war itself will not be injured.

Therefore, Lu Qi has never touched the reality of war.

Even now, the four of them are standing together, and the other three cannot be sure that the "war" next to them is a real war.

Finally, there is famine.

This person is the most terrifying one among the four people to him.

He had never fought directly with Lu Qi, and he had never told Lu Qi about his fruit ability, but Lu Qi had acted together with him once before.

That time, when he was going to annihilate a famous pirate group, Lu Qi was in a tough fight against its leader.

The pirates in the new world are different from the first half of the Grand Line. The two-color, domineering and skillful captain of the pirate group saves money every time.

This operation was originally used to get Lu Qi and the choir together, but Famine seemed to be... getting tired of watching Lu Qi dawdle so much.

After he smoothly dealt with all the pirates, he appeared in front of the captain before either Lu Qi or the captain could react, and then pointed his finger on the captain's forehead.

And the captain died inexplicably.

There were no wounds or internal injuries. Lu Qi didn't feel any changes in the captain's heartbeat, blood flow, breathing, or anything else. The captain died inexplicably.

After completing the mission, Fengfang just yawned and prepared to return, but Lu Qi left a deep psychological shadow on him.

In short, he couldn't determine which person was the strongest in the choir, but he was certain of one thing -

I must be the best in the entire choir.

Therefore, when faced with the plague's teasing, he was too lazy to say anything, or perhaps he didn't dare to say anything.

"Let's just say something~"

When Plague saw that Lu Qi was not talking to him, he felt a little bored over time.

Finally, he shook his head and greeted the war:

"War, let's go."

"Hey, since Dr. Vegapunk said we can wander around, let's go take a look."

"I'm also very interested in the biological research here."

After saying that, the plague transformed into a ghost and flew out.

Zhan said nothing and followed the plague out.

The two figures quickly disappeared around the corner of the road.

"..."

At the same time, only Lucci and Famine were left at the port of the submarine base.

Xingfang held a notebook in his hand, and wrote quickly on the notebook with a pen, making a "rustling" sound.

This is a very special habit of Fengfang. When he has nothing to do, he always writes and draws with a notebook, and everyone treats it as normal. Lu Qi still doesn't know what Fengfang is writing.

"Well... Lu Qi, do you still remember what this underwater base is called?"

"ah?"

Lu Qi was stunned for a moment when Fengfang suddenly spoke, and after he came to his senses, he quickly replied:

"This is called [Adam] Base..."

"Adam? Haha, what an ancient name."

Xianfang said with a smile and paused the pen in his hand.

Lu Qi didn't understand what Fengfang was talking about, but he looked at the book in Fengfang's hand and couldn't help but ask:

"Mr. Famine, ever since I met you, you have been writing something most of the time. You have even changed your notebooks several times..."

"What are you writing?"

"What am I writing..."

Xingfang closed his notebook and looked at Lu Qi.

The cross-shaped light gray pupils are eye-catching.

"I'm writing the history of the world."

"……ha?"

Lu Qi was slightly startled when he heard this.

Famine opened his arms and chuckled:

"I am a playwright, an incompetent playwright."

"I have never written a complete script since I was born, but I have been writing the most spectacular and grand script in the world."

"——What could be greater than the history of a world?"

After saying that, Famine half-bent his body, resting his elbows on his knees, looking at Lu Qi.

"Everything I write is observing and recording the world. This is my purpose."

"Lucci, let me ask you, are you sincerely loyal to me and joined the choir?"

"!"

When Lu Qi heard this, his expression became solemn and he asked in a slightly solemn tone:

"What's the meaning?"

"Literally."

Hungry closed his eyes and shook his hand, smiling:

"We never really impressed that man, just like he never trusted us."

"You're not a loyal person, are you?"

"For example, in my impression..."

"The reason you joined CP9 is just because you can legally kill people there, right?"

Looking at Fengfang's weird smile, Lu Qi felt frightened for no reason.

"so……"

"Do you have the urge to kill someone right now?"

"Kill the pirates, kill the navy."

"even……"

"kill--"

On the other side, Vegapunk and Im have gone deep into the testing base.

"This is starting to be my private research site, and Makarov is my assistant, you can tell."

Vegapunk said as he walked.

Im nodded and asked:

"Have all the genes of the Celestial Dragons been collected?"

"All backups and humanoid bodies have been reserved." Vegapunk nodded, "And according to your wishes, the Livingston family has been specially made to have twice the reserves."

"very good."

Im said, pulling out two tubes of liquid from the cuffs.

There are two tubes of liquid, one blue and one gray.

Passed it to Vegapunk.

"This is?"

Vegapunk took the two tubes of liquid from Im's hands and frowned at them.

The two tubes of liquid were squirming strangely, struggling in the test tube, as if they were alive.

"Go and try and see if you can graft the genes of these two things into humans."

Im said with a smile.

"Grafting genes?"

Vegapunk frowned, and his interest suddenly dropped.

He has done a lot of genetic recombination work like this, involving people of all races. He has even combined the genes of those strong to obtain the advantageous traits of both.

The next step of gene grafting was too childish for him.

At this moment, Im's sudden words made his extinguished excitement burn brightly again.

"This is no ordinary blood."

"This must be your first time seeing the blood of a fantasy beast, right?"

"Phantom beast species!?"

Begapunk's steps immediately stopped and he looked up at Im in shock.

"Phoenix...Big Buddha?"

"No, not those."

Im smiled and shook his head:

"Those are ancient phantom beasts that have become extinct long ago, and those phantom beasts are just beasts that ate devil fruits or gained elven powers in ancient times."

"What I give you today is the blood of the real [Fantasy Beast]."

"And...they are [phantom beasts] that are still alive today."

"...This is really incredible material."

At this time, Begapunk did not pay attention to Im's weird smile, but looked at the two tubes of blood in his hands with a strange look in his eyes.

"A phantom beast? Interesting."

…

"You need someone?"

"Ah ha... need desperadoes? No?"

"...I didn't expect that even you knew about the Colosseum here, fufufufu."

In the palace of Dressrosa, Doflamingo sneered and said to the person opposite the phone bug.

"The navy has been undergoing major operations recently. Although we don't know what the other side is going to do, it is better to prepare countermeasures in advance."

The voice on the other side of the phone was a bit unfamiliar, but Doflamingo knew very well that this was big business.

"Is it possible to let those desperadoes attack the government?"

"Of course, they couldn't be more suitable."

"My people can also help you."

Doflamingo said with a smile.

"In addition, I can also provide arms, intelligence, and even devil fruits."

"Do you need it?"

"...No, we have other ways in this regard."

"Joker, it won't take long for our personnel to contact you. I hope you can keep your promise."

"Of course, I won't break my promise when doing business, fufufufufu..."

Snap.

The phone hangs up.

Torrebol put away the phone bug and looked at Doflamingo,

"Dover, you look happy?"

"Of course I'm happy, very happy."

“Furfurfural…”

"In eight hundred years, there is finally the first organization that dares to take action against those fat pigs."

"What Tianlong people, are they the only ones worthy of such a name? Fufufufu..."

"The navy is making big moves, the revolutionary army has also begun to make arrangements, and there are still several mysterious forces hiding in the dark, such as..."

"Ha, that guy is similar to me."

Doflamingo said, standing up.

"This world is about to usher in a turning point in history, Torrebol, let Virgo hide himself."

"No matter who wins in the future...we must have the merit of following the dragon."

"Now, take me to see the gladiatorial champions of the past. I remember you arranged them. They won't die, right?"

"Of course not, Dover. They are preparing for battle."

Torrebol laughed and turned around to lead the way:

"Come with me, Dover."

The two walked to the underground of the palace. In the huge basement, a magnificent dungeon appeared in front of them.

"These are the champions of every gladiatorial competition over the years."

"Not only that, there are also many outstanding people here."

"Last year's Aberwell, Kate, the year before last, Gular, Beifeng, the year before that..."

"And Stuart from ten years ago."

Torebol's voice attracted the attention of everyone in the dungeon, and everyone in the dungeon raised their heads and looked at the door of the dungeon.

Those ferocious, predatory eyes did not make Doflamingo feel the slightest fear, but instead nodded with great satisfaction.

“Furfurfural…”

"Very good. It seems that even though we haven't seen each other for a long time, you haven't worn off your blood yet."

No one spoke up.

Doflamingo was not embarrassed and continued:

"Someone needs your power now. They are very strong and need some manpower to fight against the world government."

"If you are willing, come and sign the contract. When the time comes, the other party's contact person will come and will take you out of here."

"If you don't want to, just continue to spend your life here, and I won't abuse you."

"How about it? Whether you want to go or stay, you can decide for yourself."