The Dragon-Slaying Samurai In The Pirate World

Chapter 8 Shocked Cp9 [Fourth Update, Please Support]

Until early morning.

There are white clouds in the sky.

The sky is clear, bright and bright.

The bright sunshine shines on the muddy ground.

It’s completely gone from the embarrassment of last night’s heavy rain.

The CP9 group, who were more or less injured to varying degrees and were knocked unconscious by Conqueror's Haki, woke up one after another.

To be precise, I woke up due to the attraction of some kind of barbecue.

"Crackling..."

Three skinned and treated rabbits.

There are cuts all over and they are grilled on a wooden frame.

The fire burned fiercely below.

The golden oil couldn't stop dripping.

Make a "sizzling" sound.

The aroma is tangy.

It makes people salivate!

"here it is……"

"who are you?"

I found that I was waiting for someone, but they were not outside.

Instead, in a ruins filled with rocks, Kaku, Jabra, Kalifa and others changed their colors.

Especially when I recalled the horrific scene before losing consciousness last night, it was all a bit scary and inexplicable.

He stared warily at the handsome figure with long silver-white hair in front of him who looked young, full of fear.

"Instead of caring about this, you should see if that kid is dead..."

Without raising his head, Ryoma flipped the roasted rabbit, and pointed at Rob Lucci, who was lying there half-dead and not yet awake, and said calmly: "If I didn't see that you were still somewhat useful, I wouldn't be interested in doing it. Let’s stop the bleeding and take care of his injuries!”

Not counting past lives.

Because of the power of the cursed fruit, he has been sleeping for hundreds of years. He does not really experience hundreds of years. Strictly speaking, he is only twenty-six years old.

Naturally, it is impossible to speak in such an old-fashioned way.

If you don't count Rob Lucci's qualifications, considering that he can use it for his own purposes, he won't care about the other party's life or death at all.

The Celestial Dragons actually caused me to lose hundreds of years in vain.

Even if hundreds of years pass by, those damn guys from back then may not even have the scum left.

This account cannot be settled like this!

"Lucci..."

The expressions of Kalifa, Fukurou and others changed drastically.

I quickly went over to check on Rob Lucci.

I couldn't help but feel a little relieved when I found that although the other party's injuries were serious and his face looked a little pale, his breathing was relatively steady.

"Yo yo~, the so-called survival of a catastrophe is bound to be a blessing..."

Kumadori acted like an entertainer there, speaking in a strange accent.

But he held his cane firmly and was alert to the terrifying figure in front of him, not daring to be careless or relaxed.

"Cough cough cough..." Rob Lucci couldn't help coughing, his face was as pale as paper, and he woke up.

Gritting his teeth, he looked at Ryoma with fear.

Extremely weak, he spoke in a deep voice: "Who are you, Your Excellency? Why don't you kill us?"

"You are worthy of the Demon fruit power of the carnivorous Zoan. You can wake up so quickly from such an injury. It's not in vain that Iru saved your life..."

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he turned to look at Rob Lucci, who was protected by Kaku, Jabra and other CP9 members. Ryoma smiled lightly and said without concealing his appreciation: "I already know about your CP9 affairs."

"Your qualifications are really buried when you meet such a useless boss."

Hearing this, Rob Lucci, Kaku, Kalifa and others couldn't help but change their expressions slightly.

"I have always been very democratic, I persuade others with virtue, and I don't like to threaten with force..."

Regardless of the greasiness and the still extremely high temperature, I tore off a piece of rabbit leg that was roasted to a golden brown color and exuded an alluring aroma, and took a casual bite.

The long-lost taste gave Ryoma some aftertaste.

He put salt directly from baking with sea water on top.

It's not dry and doesn't have any flavor.

As a beneficiary of Paramecia·Op-Op Fruit's ultimate ability "Ageless Surgery", his body functions are completely different from ordinary people. He has long been immune to all poisons and does not care whether there may be anything in unfiltered sea salt. Bad ingredients.

The fragrance that kept coming over made Fukurou, Jabra, and Kumadori, who had little self-control, swallow their saliva.

But Ryoma obviously had no intention of asking the other party if he wanted to enjoy it together.

He said casually: "Not only were you pushed out by your incompetent bosses to serve as scapegoats, you were even directly ordered to be obliterated by the top leaders of the World Government because you possess many important government secrets..."

"how?"

He bit the bone piece and asked vaguely: "Are you going to risk your future and follow me, or should I just bury you, CP9, the most talented person in eight hundred years, here?"

Understatement and very direct.

The secret of the Cipher-Pol series directly under the World Government, which has made countless people in the sea change their minds, is not taken seriously by all members of CIPHER-POLCP9.

"..."

The expressions of Rob Lucci and his team changed drastically, and the hairs on their hair stood up at the same time.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch!

Is this very democratic? Conquer people with virtue?

"Brush! Brush..."

"Asshole, don't even think about hurting Lu Qi!"

Except for Rob Lucci, who couldn't move.

Kumadori, Fukurou, Jabra and others did not hesitate to stand in front of Rob Lucci, showing strong hostility.

Because yesterday’s experience was vaguely vivid, it was so overwhelming that one couldn’t help but feel hopeless...

Let them not dare to attack the person in front of them rashly.

Cold sweat broke out directly from his forehead as if uncontrollably.

Although the other party didn't move at all, and seemed to have no defense at all, but just sat there casually, it seemed to come from the bones, full of oppression, and an aura that could not be ignored.

It directly made them feel more stressed and felt a little suffocated!

"Ahem... So that's it. Do you want to conquer us?"

Rob Lucci's face looked uncertain.

His eyes were fixed on Ryoma in front of him.

The stronger you are, the more terrifying you can feel the other party.

The despairing power prevented him from even thinking about resisting.

"oh?"

At this time, Longma suddenly felt something.

Suddenly he looked at the vast sea, with no trace clearly visible.

He couldn't help but chuckle: "Marine?"

"Tsk tsk, there are quite a few people there, and there seems to be a Vice Admiral from Naval Headquarters!"

His Observation Haki can easily cover the entire island, even the sea far away.