The strongest vice captain of One Piece

The laboratory on Punk Sahad looks like a large building buried under the snow, but it is actually a complex of several connected buildings. The building is used as a storage and drug testing site for experimental products.

Building is mainly for manufacturing, and Building B is the main place for soldiers' activities. Among these three buildings, there is also a building with the smallest area. Building R is the office of the owner Caesar, which not only has the best equipment but also

The best defense, and it is also the brain of this laboratory.

"...That's what happened, Mr. Joker. Because of Caesar's unwise behavior, there is no room for reconciliation between us and the Straw Hats." On the office chair that originally belonged to Caesar, the harpy Monet was sitting on it.

Looking at the image projected on the big screen, he reported calmly to the phone in front of him, "Now that Caesar is in the hands of Mr. Devil, please tell me what to do now, Mr. Joker."

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"Hahaha, this is really unexpected. Apart from inventing weapons, that guy Caesar is stupid as hell in other aspects. But he can't die now, only he can do it." joker said lazily on the phone.

Even though he knew the situation here, he didn't feel any panic. "Virgo is there now, right?"

"That's right, Mr. joker." A man walked out of the shadows, wearing a plaid coat, sunglasses, and lightning-shaped sideburns on both sides of his face. He was holding a piece of emerald green bamboo in his hand, which looked like

He just broke it off somewhere and used it as a cane. "But according to the information I got from the Navy Headquarters, my chances of winning against that guy are very small."

"I don't expect you to deal with him. If that guy is so easy to deal with, I won't have to make so many arrangements. Just intervene a little bit. If the guy doesn't have murderous intentions, Caesar should be able to escape.

"Joker still ordered in a calm tone, "Then let him activate that thing directly. Some guys in the new world seem to want to see the power of that thing. The navy, pirates and Caesar raised it

Those little guinea pigs will definitely put on a pretty good show."[

"Understood." Vergo nodded slightly, stepped lightly on the ground, and left quickly like a ghost when a continuous sound of breaking through the air was heard.

Monet hesitated for a moment, but still reminded him before the other party hung up the phone. "Excuse me for talking too much, Mr. joker. For that person, the Kingdom of Death may not have any effect."

"Ah hahaha, you are really cute Monet." They were obviously words of boast, but the tone that came out of the phone was colder than Sen. "Do you need me to explain it to you in detail?"

"I'm very sorry, Mr. joker!"

"In that case, just do it. I'll let bby-5 and Buffalo pick you up."

There was a busy tone on the phone, and Monet breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. I really don't know why he said those words so obsessed with it just now. You must know that although Mr. Joker is very protective of his subordinates, he doesn't treat those who commit crimes.

He will never show mercy to his taboo subordinates. The man who appears to be just one of the Seven Warlords is actually the leader of the dark side of this sea - Don Quixote, codenamed the Joker, the highest trick in poker.

·Doflamingo.

"Well, that's..." One of the digital surveillance pictures on the big screen caught Monet's attention. The characters in the picture had just separated from her, and the location they were in now was a pretty bad place.

"It's really surprising that we found it there. They are really a bunch of thieving cats that don't make people worry. But the saying is right, cats die out of curiosity."

We had deliberately led them away from the experimental area, but we didn't expect them to end up there. We couldn't let them continue to cause trouble. What a pity, I felt pretty good about those guys.

The harpy flapped its wings and flew out of the main control room with a gust of icy cold wind. Where Monet was looking before, the image of Nami and her group was reflected on the screen...

"This is where the children stay - the candy house. If the children you are looking for..." The heavy blow to the back of the head knocked the soldier's words back into his stomach, and he fell straight down like a piece of wood.

"Thank you for your hard work. Please take a good rest next time." Nami shook the samurai head in her hand. This thing seemed surprisingly useful for knocking people out.

"Woman with a bra, how can you treat a noble warrior like this..."

"Shut up, do you think I'm happy to help you, a perverted warrior?" Nami angrily turned the head in her hand several times until the other person's eyes started to turn in circles. "Continue.

After we come down to find your son, our help to you will stop here. Don't forget to pay me a thank you fee after that. Really, I have stayed with you, a silent pervert, for so long."

Without giving the samurai a chance to refute, Nami reached out and picked up the key from the fallen soldier and opened the door in front of her.

"Huh? Is it time to have snacks already?" As soon as she opened the door, Nami felt her eyes go dark. Two big feet like suitcases appeared behind the opened door. "Ale, I've never seen this before.

Sister, why is it not Sister Monet who is here today? Is she sick? "

His appearance and voice are childish, and he looks like a child less than ten years old. But his extremely huge body makes Nami feel like a rag doll. If this is a child, then he must be

It's because he has the blood of giants.

"What? What? Is Sister Monet sick?"

"That's serious, hurry up and have a look."

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After a burst of noise, the door was crowded with faces of different sizes. From their appearance, they were all children no more than ten years old, but except for a few who seemed to be in line with common sense, the remaining youngest ones were all

It was half a head taller than an adult. There was a child who looked a little older, holding a bundle the size of a lifeboat in his hands, and a larger-than-size baby sleeping very soundly inside.

"Is this a kindergarten for giants?" Nami said as she quietly reached behind her back and touched the weather stick on her lower back. If a giant were a giant, even a child could flatten her with a light punch.

, the huge figure made Nami feel a little nervous.

Foxfire Kinemon quickly scanned the faces of the children around him over and over again. However, no matter how hard he searched, he could not see the face he wanted to find. "Momonosuke! My son, Momonosuke, where are you?"

Here! My father has come to pick you up, where are you Momonosuke!"

As soon as Kitsune Kinemon opened his mouth, the children who were still chattering instantly fell silent. Their originally curious eyes all turned into horror, and they all looked at the head held in Nami's hand.

After calling for a long time, he didn't hear his son's familiar voice, and Kitsune Huo Kinemon became a little anxious. "Hey! You young man. Has anyone ever seen a young man named Momonosuke?"

"That head... he is actually real!"

"He has spoken! Did you hear that? That head has spoken!"

"Monster!"xn

The children ran away in fear, hurriedly ran to hide behind the objects in the room, and secretly looked at Nami and her group standing at the door. When they saw the other party's eyes turned towards them, they immediately raised their heads like frightened hamsters.

He shrank behind the shelter.

"Wait a minute, you haven't asked my question yet..."

"Shut up, you guy! Haven't you noticed that you scared these children?" Nami hit the samurai man on the head with a knife to shut him up. Then she put on a amiable smile and said, "Very

Sorry for scaring you just now. Don’t worry, although I don’t know what he is, I’m sure he is harmful. My sister has already punished him. Now can you answer some of my questions?”

"Liar! You looked so fierce just now, you must be lying."

"Don't believe her. Only witches are holding heads in their hands. She must be trying to trick us into eating us."

…

The children were chattering and quickly decided on the setting of Nami as a smooth-talking witch. There was even a little girl who was talking plausibly about how an old and ugly old witch came to be.

She made herself young and beautiful, and then brought a little bastard with only a head to trick the children into eating them. If not for the huge difference in size, Nami would have wanted to catch those little bastards and spank them.

A bright red spark suddenly exploded in the room. It was not a violent explosion. Instead, it turned into a gorgeous dahlia and dissipated in the air. Then another spark exploded and flew out, like a spiritual snake.

After scurrying around in the air for a few times, it turned into a field of fire and silver flowers.

The sudden appearance of fireworks in the room immediately attracted the attention of the children. This brilliant performance, which they had never seen before, made them forget their fear of coming out of their hiding place and shouting at the fireworks with enthusiasm.

Abis raised her head proudly at Nami, stretched out her hand and released a few fireballs again. Although she couldn't control Nero's subtle enough to make the flames seem to come alive, she just made a scene to fool these little ones.

She could still manage the children's lively fireworks.

"It's all thanks to her this time." Nami breathed out. If these little giants were determined not to cooperate, there would really be nothing they could do to them without hurting them. But this kind of idea usually comes from the little devil's mind.

Come out, tell me where she went.

"You have great ideas, learn to write horror novels with me." Shirley walked up to the girl who had previously arranged the story of the old witch Nami and extended her most sincere invitation.