I Have No Interest In Devil Fruit

After Hancock was controlled by Medusa's stone heart poison, deep down in her heart, she didn't really resist, and even liked this experience very much?

Lynch was confused by the so-called secret that Robin whispered in his ear.

Lynch frowned, "You mean... Hancock likes to be enslaved? She's a masochist? Isn't that right!"

In the comics, after being enslaved by the Celestial Dragons for four years, Hancock, who fled back to the Nine Snakes, had nothing but shame and hatred in his heart except for the fear of the Celestial Dragons.

There is a ghost who likes it!

"Masochist?" Robin shook her head lightly, although she almost thought so back then. "Hancock's self-esteem is very strong. If she is enslaved or abused, she will only get angry..."

Lynch said: "Then what did you say just now, she likes the feeling of being controlled by Shixin poison?"

Robin blinked, stared at Lynch's face, and suddenly smiled inexplicably.

Lynch was looked at by her and smiled, and seemed to understand her meaning from her big dark green eyes that seemed to be able to talk...

Like the feeling of "the body is completely out of control" does not mean that she enjoys being "abuse"...

However, for a peerless beauty like her, if her body is manipulated, how low is the probability that she won't be forced to do some weird things?

Lynch rubbed his chin, thinking about it, when he heard Hancock's majestic and indifferent voice: "Okay, open your eyes."

The female warriors on the deck opened their eyes one by one, and suddenly let out exclamations. Those pirates who moved boxes of things to their ship turned into stone sculptures at this moment!

"Let's deal with it." Hancock waved his hand casually.

Lynch keenly noticed that Hancock seemed...to deliberately not look this way the whole time, avoiding them.

She must have noticed the whispering between herself and Robin just now.

And now the two of them might discuss things, other than the "strange incident" that happened in the cabin just now, what else could it be? Hancock must have known it too.

"You'd better not ask her for proof, she won't admit it!" Robin smiled lowly in Lynch's ear.

"I don't admit it, but my body is very cooperative!" Lynch complained, and after thinking about it, he quickly understood.

Every time he borrowed his substitute, Hancock either didn't show up, or stood beside him, and it was Robin who borrowed it...

In the cabin just now... that chick Hancock deliberately showed an indifferent attitude, sending some kind of signal to Robin? That's why when Hancock scolded "Enough! Don't do this", Robin smiled and said, "Didn't you start it first?" Lynch suddenly asked, "But, the slap on your face?"

As soon as Robin beckoned, an arm of hers grew out of Lynch's shoulder. She stretched out her slender palm and pinched Lynch's cheek.

Lynch said: "Sure enough, you did it yourself... Is it necessary to be so troublesome?"

No wonder what happened in the cabin just now made him feel weird, half hidden, Hancock is really awkward!

I know you know, but you are not allowed to tell me you know...

I also know that you know that I know, but you are not allowed to tell me that I know that you know that I know...

This is too twisted! How could Robin cooperate so well with her? It's almost as if Hancock knows her when she lifts her butt... It's almost as if Hancock just looks at her and she knows if she wants to play games...

"Plop!" "Puff!"...

The stone statue of the pirate was pushed into the sea one by one by the female warriors of Nine Snakes.

The two younger sisters of the Boya family have long been aware of the ability of their elder sister's Medusa Eye, so it is not surprising. But in the eyes of the other Nine Snake female warriors, turning all the pirates of the enemy ship into stone statues is simply a mythical ability... It is the witchcraft of the Gorgon! For a moment, all the Amazon female warriors on the ship looked at Hancock with awe.

When Lynch noticed that Hancock's earlobes and the side of his neck showed a faint blush. She suddenly kicked hard, "Bang!" kicked the last piece of pirate stone off the boat, and a few seconds later, there was the sound of the boat falling into the sea.

The women of Hydra on deck cheered happily, celebrating the harvest under Hancock's leadership.

As if afraid of being ridiculed by Lynch, Hancock hid far away, took out a chart of the South China Sea, and communicated with the middle-aged female warrior on board who had a little knowledge of navigation, pointing to the boundless horizon around him from time to time, probably is determining the route.

Hancock glanced, and the corner of his eye just met the eyes of Giorno who was looking over thoughtfully, which shocked her!

Why are you still looking at me!

Sure enough, this hobby is... too weird, right?

He must have thought I was... Hancock's mind was in a mess, unexplainably irritable.

Over there, Lynch had already withdrawn his gaze, and was talking to Robin, when suddenly he saw out of the corner of his eye the empty pirate ship that passed by the Nine Snake Tower ship. Damaged damage, and some traces that seem to be scratched by ferocious beasts...

"Huh?" Lynch seemed to have seen something in the damage marks, confessed to Robin, and jumped directly to the opposite boat.

...

"Master Hancock?" The middle-aged female warrior with a little knowledge of navigation called out, biting her lips, her face turned red and then pale. She was still the successor empress of a fifteen-year-old girl, and the middle-aged female warrior yelled in her heart, " It's really... so beautiful, so cute!!", but his face remained calm, and he asked with a little concern, "Are you okay? Are you not feeling well... Why don't you go back to the cabin to rest first?"

Hancock came back to his senses, calmed down, and said lightly: "I'm fine. Where did you talk... By the way, here!"

Her slender white fingers touched the chart of the South China Sea. After they left the calm zone, they passed a small black dot near the route in the sea ahead of the route.

"There is an island marked here, and there is a country on the island, why not go?"

...

Lynch walked alone on the pirate ship that had been ransacked by Hancock, looking at the claw marks on the walls of the cabin, and the traces of destruction on the deck that still had a faint smell of gunpowder smoke...

He stood in front of a crumbling wooden wall, drawing a huge, brightly colored feather through the crack.

I went to look for it in other places, and sure enough, I found other feathers. Birds of similar size, much larger than normal, but with different colors.

"I always feel familiar..." Lynch said to himself, "Nanhai, if I remember correctly... According to my luck along the way, it must be that kind of bird, right?"

He didn't talk too much, and directly summoned the pitch-black stand-in, called its memory bank, and compared the images.

"Do you believe in gravity, Lynch?"

Lynch muttered to himself, and suddenly looked aside. The petals on the deck surged and condensed into Robin's upper body. He looked up at Lynch and reminded: "Lynch, you won't go back..."