Pirate’s Brood Order

Two blood-stained marines were tied up and dragged in from the ground by the secret agents of the Baroque studio. The blood flowed out in a distorted bloodstain on the ground.

"Seize a few suspicious navies from the city." The spy had a ferocious grin on his face, and the bottom of his eyes was bloodshot. The cold and numb feeling made his nerves a little strangely excited.

He stepped on Haijun's body roughly, took out a few packs of tightly packed dancing powder from his pocket, and said to Crocodile: "When they were caught, they were spraying these particles into the air. That's all that's left."

Crocodile took it and recognized it as dancing powder at a glance. Although it was stained with some strange green color, his pupils shrank into crocodile-like vertical stripes.

"Is it Yarlin or Smoker?" Crocodile walked over, the golden hook held up the head of the navy, the sharp hook was like a scorpion's tail wrapped around the other's neck, the metal was mixed with blood that couldn't be washed off The smell rushes into the nose and mouth.

When he came into close contact with Wangxia Qiwuhai, the terrifying murderous aura seemed to break through his tense nerves, his pupils opened a little loosely, and then he bit his tongue and said fiercely: "I am the navy, I am not afraid You pirate in official uniform!"

Under the king Shichibukai, the legalized big pirate recognized by the world government.

"Courage is commendable!" Crocodile rubbed the sand in his rough and wide palm, and the poisonous hook moved down to pierce the opponent's spine, and lifted him up in mid-air.

The severe pain spread through the whole body through the spinal nerves, and the whole body trembled like a shudder. The miserable howl echoed in the room, and another navy man next to him collapsed on the ground with a pale face, staring at Crocodile's cold eyes in horror, alive Like a lamb facing a ferocious crocodile with its bloody mouth wide open.

"So, can you tell me who sent you guys to do these things?" He looked down at the other marine.

"Gulu!" Not all the navy could take death as home, he swallowed a mouthful of spit, and said dryly: "It was Colonel Smoker who sent us to sprinkle this powder on Albana."

"It's not Yarlin, it's Smoker the White Hunter!" Crocodile could see that the navy was not lying, but his face became even more gloomy, and the gravel that slid down his fingers covered his palms. The opponent's head.

In the tooth-piercing voice, the navy's head was stripped of moisture, sunken in terror, and instantly turned into a dry skull.

Hanging on the golden scorpion hook, the eyes of the navy were about to crack, and the blood in his throat spattered out. He stared at Crocodile and said fiercely: "Colonel Smoker will avenge us, you will die Worse than us!"

"Stupid yearning!" Crocodile twisted his wrist, the poisonous hook crushed the spine, the bloody hole exploded in the navy's chest, and the corpse fell to the ground with a thud.

Seeing the scene of the tragic death of the two corpses, the secret agents who came in the Baroque studio were silent, and they dragged the corpses away until Crocodile waved their hands.

"Haven't you found the location of Pluto?" Crocodile was a little annoyed. There was a poisonous snake hiding in the dark and a mad dog biting tightly. The situation in Alabasta seemed to become worse in an instant. He looked at Nicole Robin, the patience in her eyes is fading.

"I can confirm that the ancient weapon Pluto is hidden somewhere in Alabasta. The most likely clue should be in Neferutali's tomb. I suspect that there will be a piece of historical text hidden there." Nicole Robin Turning around, he stuffed the book back into the bookshelf, and said quietly with his back to Crocodile.

Boom!

Crocodile swallowed back the words that were on the verge of his mouth. He turned his head and looked at the door that was pushed open. Doflamingo, who was wearing a pink feather cloak and had a strange face with his chest bare, walked in with round-toed leather shoes. He glanced at the door. There were blood stains on the ground that hadn't been cleaned up, the indescribably mysterious and cruel eyes, and the usual "咈咈咈咈咈" smirk in his tone.

"You're here!" Crocodile's pupils narrowed slightly, and he made a secret gesture to Nico Robin with his hands behind his back, and Nico Robin quietly retreated behind the bookshelf, opened a secret door and walked in.

Doflamingo squinted at the leaving figure behind the bookshelf, grinned, turned to look at Crocodile and said, "Hey, hey, it's really sad, you have secrets that you don't want me to know! "

"It's impolite to peep into other people's secrets!" Crocodile waved his palm, and the sand flew in from the window, just covering the blood on the ground.

Doflamingo stretched out his hand, and the transparent silk thread passed through the leather sofa, and immediately pulled it towards him. He stepped on the sofa, but his buttocks sat on the back of the sofa. He sneered disdainfully, "I'm not interested in your secrets, I just want to know how that navy captain came back to life?"

The greetings brought by Mr. Arlinto caused heavy losses to the Doflamingo family. More than half of the senior cadres were killed and injured. Even his confidant Torrebol was killed and his body was charred black charcoal.

The family's important toy factory was also destroyed by the aftermath of the explosion. Numerous workers were killed and injured. It is now being renovated and rebuilt. The cost made Doflamingo bleeding from heartache.

"I don't know, I watched you chop up Yarlin's body into pieces with my own eyes." Crocodile recalled the scene at that time, and said with great certainty: "He was a substitute from time to time, and he was not a puppet. The dead can no longer die."

"And now, he is indeed alive!" Doflamingo continued grimly.

Crocodile pondered for a while, then told Doflamingo the fruit of the underworld, and the contents of the call with Yarlin some time ago, "That's all I know, but I'm sure, keeping him will be a disaster sooner or later, If he really crawled out of the underworld, then we should..."

"Send him back to the underworld again!" Doflamingo's eyes flashed dangerously red, and he paused every word: "I don't care what secrets he has, no one can resurrect two people under my nose." Second-rate!"

"Where is he?" Doflamingo demanded.

"I don't know, he hid, which also shows that his resurrection has a price, otherwise he doesn't have to hide in the dark." Crocodile said in a deep voice: "However, I have a way to get him out of the dark." lead out..."