NOVEL NEXT Pirate's Strongest Emperor Deputy Mr3
Chapter 67
Chapter 67
The three-pillar roundabout, the town of Island A, is a pub with a warm and harmonious decoration style.
The tavern owner is a muscular man. Although most of the towns on Island A are law-abiding aboriginals, the environment is far less chaotic and brutal than the towns on Island C, but there are many peaceful places where there are many people who drink and cause trouble.
This also requires the owner of the tavern business, with enough strength or background, to deter those customers who cause trouble after drinking.
Thanks to the boss's strange strength and hot temper, this pub called "Pudding Toast" has a more harmonious atmosphere at ordinary times.
Only today, the boss who has always been arrogant and irritable is destined to admit his cowardice obediently, serve wine and food in person, and dare not neglect him at all.
because……
The one who came here is the secret boss of Island C, one of the culprits who turned Island C into ruins just now, the great pirate Crocodile!
Several big men in black suits stood guard in front of the door of the tavern. Inside the spacious tavern, there were only three of them: Crocodile, Daz Bowness, and the tavern owner.
"President, the order has been conveyed. The brothers are counting the property. After your injury has recovered a little, you will be able to sail before sunset."
Daz Bowness has put on a tall and straight black suit again. Although he was beaten to death in the battle with Mr3, he was actually injured far less seriously than Crocodile.
In addition, he has the ability to quickly cut fruit with a tough physique equivalent to steel, and his recovery ability is slightly faster.
Crocodile, who was wearing a brown coat, was half lying on the leather sofa in the tavern. Thick bandages were wrapped around his chest, abdomen, arms, forehead and other parts.
However, even in this rest period that needs to be well recuperated, Lao Sha is still biting a big cigar around his mouth, and his messed up hairstyle is repainted with wax and combed into a handsome big back.
"Well, hard work." Crocodile didn't say much, just nodded briefly.
Daz Bonis looked at the president who was so seriously injured, his thick lips moved slightly, but he still did not express the doubt in his heart.
On the way to this tavern, he heard a lot of unclear rumors.
What a giant fireball floating in the air, what a sandstorm as terrifying as a tsunami, earthquakes, candle rain, etc.
Even if you ask your subordinates, it is difficult to get accurate information.
What happened in that battle, only the president in front of him knows!
"Don't hold back, Daz, I know what you want to ask."
On the contrary, Crocodile saw through his mind, leaned on the sofa with his hands open, and said firmly, "The one who won that duel... it was me!"
This is a fact. After all, it was Mr3 who struggled to lie down on the ground and even sit up after fighting the big move.
Thinking of Mr3 holding the giant fireball like a god of fire, Crocodile took a deep breath of the cigar, causing the smoke ring to float out with a sigh.
"However, most of my injuries were indeed caused by him."
"That guy's strength, unconsciously, has become so powerful that even I have to take it seriously!"
Hearing the president's evaluation of Mr3 so high, Daz's eyes involuntarily showed a dim color.
They used to be teammates at the same level, and even just in terms of codenames, his status was above the other.
Never thought that in just two years, Galtino had grown to such a degree!
'After this, I have to increase my workouts, one day, to catch up with Galtino again and surpass it! '
Thinking of this, the gloom in Daz Bonis's eyes dissipated and turned into an extremely strong fighting spirit.
——Although this fighting spirit will be completely beaten by the domineering domineering of a certain Candle Brother a few hours later...
Seeing that his eyes were so firm, Crocodile also smiled lightly and withdrew his gaze with confidence.
……
On the other hand, the town of Island A is located in a luxury hotel near the port.
Mr3, who was also wearing bandages all over his body, was resting on the bed, watching casually at the passersby who were hurrying on the street.
Although the decisive battle with Crocodile was lost by a narrow margin, he was not lost in the slightest.
On the contrary, he had gained experience and growth from the battle, and he was in a very happy mood at this time.
That's old sand!
The fierce man who dared to wrestle with Douglas Barrett when he was young and challenged the white beard at his peak alone!
Compared with the weak chicken combat power that would be instantly killed by any big guy when he first crossed, there is no doubt that he has barely stepped into the threshold of the first echelon of the Pirate World!
"Brother 3, I made a special healing potion for you, you, hurry up and drink it while it's hot!"
While thinking about it, a clear and pleasant voice came from the door with a slightly shy and nervous voice.
Mr3 turned his head to look, and saw Aiyasha carefully carrying a bowl of steaming potion, walking slowly.
She was wearing a neat black wallet, with black leather pants with long and short legs, revealing half of her long, evenly fair legs.
The perfect face, sexy body and the black long knife hanging on the slender waist form an indescribable and beautiful atmosphere.
"Well, thank you."
Mr3 took the medicine bowl from Aiyasha and looked down at it.
This so-called special healing potion looks as pure as boiled water, and there is no trace of herbal dregs at all.
Although there was a little doubt in his heart, the potion came from the hands of Aiyasha after all, and Mr3 didn't think much about it, and put it to his mouth and raised his head to pour it.
puff! ! !
Then, he sprayed it on the spot.
How is this taste, this taste, so similar to candle liquid?
No, it's a heated candle, right? ! !
Mr3 stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, and a translucent candle film was instantly hooked off.
"..."
Aiyasha, who was standing beside her with anticipation, was taken aback: "Ah? What's the matter, brother 3? I clearly asked people to buy the best candles. Could it be that the black-hearted merchant is lying to me?"
After that, a killing intent appeared on the girl's pretty face.
Mr3 shook his head dumbfoundedly: "It's okay, it's okay, thank you, I feel better."
When a person with the ability of wax wax fruit is injured, he needs to add candles. What kind of brain circuit is this structured to come up with this wonderful treatment method?
If it weren't for the particularity of Ayasa, Mr3 would almost think that this guy was an assassin sent by the enemy pirate group!
"Ah, but, Brother 3, you all sprayed out..." Aiyasha worried.
"You don't understand, I am a wax fruit person. The moment I touch the potion, the essence inside is completely absorbed, so the effect is not bad." Mr3 made up his explanation.
At the same time, he sighed secretly: It's really a headache to have such cute fans...
Of course, compared to Bartolomeo, a ten-year-old Luffy fan with the same weird mind structure, Ayassa is very good!
"Really? Then I'll serve you another bowl!"
Aiyasha turned around happily, and was about to run out to hold the candle liquid.
"No need, no need, this is the first sip and it works well, if you drink too much it will be useless!" Mr3 hurriedly called out to her.
Well, well, in a sense, Ayassa and Bartolomeo don't seem to be much different...
"Oh."
Aiyasha stopped very obediently and stood there with her cheeks puffed out.
She felt that Brother 3 was lying to her, but there was no evidence.
Seeing her aggrieved appearance, Mr3 sighed softly, and quickly shifted his attention to ask:
"By the way, Aiyasha, the last time you told us about your childhood, it just happens that there is nothing to do now. Can you tell me about your experience after joining the Bucky Express mercenary group?"
Hearing this, Aiyasha immediately regained her spirits.
"Hmm! It's such a 3rd brother..."
(End of this chapter)
The three-pillar roundabout, the town of Island A, is a pub with a warm and harmonious decoration style.
The tavern owner is a muscular man. Although most of the towns on Island A are law-abiding aboriginals, the environment is far less chaotic and brutal than the towns on Island C, but there are many peaceful places where there are many people who drink and cause trouble.
This also requires the owner of the tavern business, with enough strength or background, to deter those customers who cause trouble after drinking.
Thanks to the boss's strange strength and hot temper, this pub called "Pudding Toast" has a more harmonious atmosphere at ordinary times.
Only today, the boss who has always been arrogant and irritable is destined to admit his cowardice obediently, serve wine and food in person, and dare not neglect him at all.
because……
The one who came here is the secret boss of Island C, one of the culprits who turned Island C into ruins just now, the great pirate Crocodile!
Several big men in black suits stood guard in front of the door of the tavern. Inside the spacious tavern, there were only three of them: Crocodile, Daz Bowness, and the tavern owner.
"President, the order has been conveyed. The brothers are counting the property. After your injury has recovered a little, you will be able to sail before sunset."
Daz Bowness has put on a tall and straight black suit again. Although he was beaten to death in the battle with Mr3, he was actually injured far less seriously than Crocodile.
In addition, he has the ability to quickly cut fruit with a tough physique equivalent to steel, and his recovery ability is slightly faster.
Crocodile, who was wearing a brown coat, was half lying on the leather sofa in the tavern. Thick bandages were wrapped around his chest, abdomen, arms, forehead and other parts.
However, even in this rest period that needs to be well recuperated, Lao Sha is still biting a big cigar around his mouth, and his messed up hairstyle is repainted with wax and combed into a handsome big back.
"Well, hard work." Crocodile didn't say much, just nodded briefly.
Daz Bonis looked at the president who was so seriously injured, his thick lips moved slightly, but he still did not express the doubt in his heart.
On the way to this tavern, he heard a lot of unclear rumors.
What a giant fireball floating in the air, what a sandstorm as terrifying as a tsunami, earthquakes, candle rain, etc.
Even if you ask your subordinates, it is difficult to get accurate information.
What happened in that battle, only the president in front of him knows!
"Don't hold back, Daz, I know what you want to ask."
On the contrary, Crocodile saw through his mind, leaned on the sofa with his hands open, and said firmly, "The one who won that duel... it was me!"
This is a fact. After all, it was Mr3 who struggled to lie down on the ground and even sit up after fighting the big move.
Thinking of Mr3 holding the giant fireball like a god of fire, Crocodile took a deep breath of the cigar, causing the smoke ring to float out with a sigh.
"However, most of my injuries were indeed caused by him."
"That guy's strength, unconsciously, has become so powerful that even I have to take it seriously!"
Hearing the president's evaluation of Mr3 so high, Daz's eyes involuntarily showed a dim color.
They used to be teammates at the same level, and even just in terms of codenames, his status was above the other.
Never thought that in just two years, Galtino had grown to such a degree!
'After this, I have to increase my workouts, one day, to catch up with Galtino again and surpass it! '
Thinking of this, the gloom in Daz Bonis's eyes dissipated and turned into an extremely strong fighting spirit.
——Although this fighting spirit will be completely beaten by the domineering domineering of a certain Candle Brother a few hours later...
Seeing that his eyes were so firm, Crocodile also smiled lightly and withdrew his gaze with confidence.
……
On the other hand, the town of Island A is located in a luxury hotel near the port.
Mr3, who was also wearing bandages all over his body, was resting on the bed, watching casually at the passersby who were hurrying on the street.
Although the decisive battle with Crocodile was lost by a narrow margin, he was not lost in the slightest.
On the contrary, he had gained experience and growth from the battle, and he was in a very happy mood at this time.
That's old sand!
The fierce man who dared to wrestle with Douglas Barrett when he was young and challenged the white beard at his peak alone!
Compared with the weak chicken combat power that would be instantly killed by any big guy when he first crossed, there is no doubt that he has barely stepped into the threshold of the first echelon of the Pirate World!
"Brother 3, I made a special healing potion for you, you, hurry up and drink it while it's hot!"
While thinking about it, a clear and pleasant voice came from the door with a slightly shy and nervous voice.
Mr3 turned his head to look, and saw Aiyasha carefully carrying a bowl of steaming potion, walking slowly.
She was wearing a neat black wallet, with black leather pants with long and short legs, revealing half of her long, evenly fair legs.
The perfect face, sexy body and the black long knife hanging on the slender waist form an indescribable and beautiful atmosphere.
"Well, thank you."
Mr3 took the medicine bowl from Aiyasha and looked down at it.
This so-called special healing potion looks as pure as boiled water, and there is no trace of herbal dregs at all.
Although there was a little doubt in his heart, the potion came from the hands of Aiyasha after all, and Mr3 didn't think much about it, and put it to his mouth and raised his head to pour it.
puff! ! !
Then, he sprayed it on the spot.
How is this taste, this taste, so similar to candle liquid?
No, it's a heated candle, right? ! !
Mr3 stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, and a translucent candle film was instantly hooked off.
"..."
Aiyasha, who was standing beside her with anticipation, was taken aback: "Ah? What's the matter, brother 3? I clearly asked people to buy the best candles. Could it be that the black-hearted merchant is lying to me?"
After that, a killing intent appeared on the girl's pretty face.
Mr3 shook his head dumbfoundedly: "It's okay, it's okay, thank you, I feel better."
When a person with the ability of wax wax fruit is injured, he needs to add candles. What kind of brain circuit is this structured to come up with this wonderful treatment method?
If it weren't for the particularity of Ayasa, Mr3 would almost think that this guy was an assassin sent by the enemy pirate group!
"Ah, but, Brother 3, you all sprayed out..." Aiyasha worried.
"You don't understand, I am a wax fruit person. The moment I touch the potion, the essence inside is completely absorbed, so the effect is not bad." Mr3 made up his explanation.
At the same time, he sighed secretly: It's really a headache to have such cute fans...
Of course, compared to Bartolomeo, a ten-year-old Luffy fan with the same weird mind structure, Ayassa is very good!
"Really? Then I'll serve you another bowl!"
Aiyasha turned around happily, and was about to run out to hold the candle liquid.
"No need, no need, this is the first sip and it works well, if you drink too much it will be useless!" Mr3 hurriedly called out to her.
Well, well, in a sense, Ayassa and Bartolomeo don't seem to be much different...
"Oh."
Aiyasha stopped very obediently and stood there with her cheeks puffed out.
She felt that Brother 3 was lying to her, but there was no evidence.
Seeing her aggrieved appearance, Mr3 sighed softly, and quickly shifted his attention to ask:
"By the way, Aiyasha, the last time you told us about your childhood, it just happens that there is nothing to do now. Can you tell me about your experience after joining the Bucky Express mercenary group?"
Hearing this, Aiyasha immediately regained her spirits.
"Hmm! It's such a 3rd brother..."
(End of this chapter)
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