Pirate’s Brood Order

The indescribable stimulation of the taste buds made Crowe frowned tightly, resisting the feeling of vomiting and swallowing the pulp stuck in his throat, a strange force immediately swept through the whole body, the coldness and the sense of touch came from the bone marrow and diffuse out of the muscles.

"How does it feel?" Yarlin asked Crowe, at the same time he lifted Mick's hair with his left hand, and touched the other's neck very gently with his right hand, and the sharp finger bones brushed like thin wings of blades.

As if drained of vitality, the skin of the whole body was wrinkled, and a face was instantly haggard and aged ten years old, but it was still recognizable as Mick's face. The blood was "gurgling" on the big neck, and was dragged in by the slowly cracked creep blanket, decomposed into the juice sent into the biochemical pool.

"It's a wonderful feeling." Crowe licked the wet corners of his lips, and licked the pulp sticky on his lips into his mouth. He took a deep breath, "I feel that the senses of my whole body are tens of times sharper, I can even capture the frequency and breathing of the surrounding objects, which is very strange, as if the body is instinctively receiving and feedbacking with the outside world, life and death, breathing, temperature, humidity, everything is perceived by me, and I can... .”

Crowe stared at his palm, which had become black and mottled. The dense blood vessels in the palm were exactly the same as the texture of the creeper, and the eerie smell was exactly the same. Then he looked at Yarlin and said, "I can pretend and imitate !"

"It's similar to the ability of a chameleon." Yarlin narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "It should also have some characteristics of limb regeneration, as well as a... tail!"

Crowe was stunned, and then felt a weird feeling from the tailbone, as if the bones had become soft and stretched again, and then a slender and weird tail protruded from the back of the waist, shrinking and swinging in mid-air with.

It seems that the reason varies from person to person. This tail is obviously much thinner than Mick's. It is not so much a tail, but an extended coccyx, which looks more sinister and hidden.

"So it's perception, camouflage, imitation, regeneration, and an additional tail!" Crowe held the lens with his weird palm, and his smile seemed to become colder: "It's like a star for me. I like the tailor-made devil fruit very much!"

"The ability and characteristics of the devil fruit need to be explored and developed by yourself!" Yarlin grinned, then threw the head in his hand to Crowe and said quietly: "Pickle this head to keep it fresh, it is a great head of a revolutionary army cadre There is likely to be residual value."

The palm returned to its original shape, and Crowe felt the touch from the dead man's head. A breath of death emerged from the gradually cooling warmth and stiffness. His unusually sensitive perception seemed to make the whole world suddenly change to a fresh color. He He let out a sigh of relief, calmed down his excitement and said, "What should the intelligence investigators of the Navy Headquarters do?"

"The two letters have basically confirmed that the other party wants to make some kind of deal with us, and uses the means of hinting to threaten to control the dominant power." Yarlin took off the blood-stained gloves and threw them on the ground, "Since In this way, if the blockade on the island and the meaningless search are lifted, this guest should show up soon."

Crowe nodded, and glanced at the devoured corpse on the ground. His eyes swept over Diou's numb expression, and he quickly walked outside with the head in his hand. In order to ensure the freshness of the head, he had to take advantage of the water. Deal with it as soon as possible before the shunt dries up.

"So, Naval Intelligence Investigator's guest, what exactly do you want from me?" Yarlin looked at the bare branches of the devil fruit tree quietly, and pinched the only shriveled fruit with his palm .

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"got rejected!"

Not contrary to Smoker's expectations, his application to join the Navy Club was rejected. Although the wording of the above reply was very euphemistic, a refusal is a refusal. Even if he gives ten million reasonable reasons, he still cannot change his refusal. The truth is that Smoker is not welcome to join them.

"I'm sorry Colonel Smoker, because you are a colonel affiliated to the headquarters, and secondly, the Navy Club has implemented a system of recommending members, so I regret to inform you..."

Smoker sneered, lit the reply letter in black and white as some shredded tobacco on a cigarette roll, and took a sip: "They are afraid of me, this navy club must have a major problem, and I am afraid it has become a A tool in the hands of certain careerists."

"Don't you need to report to the headquarters immediately?" Da Siqi frowned. She was wearing a brown windbreaker and her hair was tied back gently, looking heroic.

"So far, we have no evidence but just some groundless speculation, and there is no provision in the navy's regulations that does not allow the navy to communicate in private. It is just a matter of smuggling, and it involves so many navy captains... Smoker gritted his teeth fiercely, "How can those idiots in the headquarters who can't wipe their own butt clean deal with such insignificant things in their eyes."

Da Siqi was silent, she knew that Smoker's popularity in the headquarters was very poor, otherwise she wouldn't have been sent to the barren and weak East China Sea as a natural devil fruit user.

Smoker looked coldly at the calm sea, the ripples of the warship slowly dragged away at the stern, and a few broken sampans were floating on the sea, monotonous and boring!

"How can I stay in this East China Sea forever!" Smoker spit out a smoke ring, his entire face seemed to be covered by smog, he turned his head to Da Siqi and said in a deep voice: "All the introductions point to the 153 branch Colonel Yarlin, since we can't join the Navy Club, then we will directly lock our eyes on the 153rd Branch."

"Find the Lieutenant Colonel Lipa who killed Colonel Monka and defected." Smoker spit out the cigarette butt, and squeezed the side of the ship with five fingers to make a creaking sound: "My intuition tells me that this Lieutenant Colonel Lipa It will be our breakthrough.”

"But, we don't have enough information." Da Siqi wondered.

"Keep an eye on the movement of the 153rd branch, if that Colonel Yarlin has ghosts in his heart." Smoker said with a gleam in his eyes: "Then Lieutenant Colonel Lipa defected, and he must be the most nervous... We don't have pears. Pa's news doesn't mean that branch 153 doesn't have one either."

"I see!"

"Keep an eye on the movements of branch 153, and save Lipa before they kill them." Smoker said ruthlessly, obviously he had already decided from the bottom of his heart that Yaerlin had a huge problem.