Sword of the pirate king

Behind a sand dune not far from the rainy land, Quentin lay faceless on the billowing hot sand, looking at the sky and wondering what he was thinking.

The same is true for Lao G, but his expression is more enjoyable, the soft sand is very comfortable, and the hot temperature makes him feel that the cold water vapor that has eroded into his body has been baked out, and the rheumatism pain is relieved Not a lot.

Instead, the proprietress of the Spider Cafe and the senior agent of the Baroque Work Agency——MissDoubleFinger, Paula, was observing the rainy scene with a telescope.

"It's time, our people gave the signal."

She said something suddenly, and in the field of vision of the telescope, she saw a vulture flying in an unusual figure-of-eight circle over the city, which was a sign of action.

"Hmph, it's really troublesome."

Quentin muttered, moved his arms, and shook the sand on his body, "I wasted so much time just to wait for all the waste to be evacuated."

"If you want me to say that you are too much, the boy in the navy should not directly attack me in the rain, he will definitely find a way to lure me out, maybe the people you withdraw will directly bump into..."

"Then you don't have to worry about it, the work agency has its own arrangements."

Paula replied coldly, changing from the gentle look she had in the cafe before.

"Remember, try to kill all the people in the marked buildings, and it's better not to kill other civilians."

"Yes Yes……"

Quentin nodded perfunctorily.

Those marked places, if you think about it, you know that they are the strongholds of the hostile forces of the Baroque Works in the rainy land, or they will kill the target next, and then Quentin will complete it, which can not only attack those hostile forces, but also Being able to throw the blame on Doflamingo is also one of the conditions for their cooperation with Mingo.

"Then, it's time for me to make an appearance!"

He licked his lips and showed a bloodthirsty smile. Killing is really an addictive thing. Once you start killing, you really need a little perseverance to stop it. After all, it lingers in your ears. The screams, the tangy smell of blood, and the scarlet picture that greets the eyes are really exciting.

In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared in place, only a black spot the size of an ant could be faintly seen in the sky above the rainy ground.

Paula looked back at the sand, and sure enough, the figure of Rao G disappeared, leaving only two slightly sunken bunkers. She continued to raise the binoculars to observe their every move.

"First...the cage of thorns!"

Quentin let out a low growl, and opened his hands to the maximum. Dozens of blue-gray thorny branches gushed out from his cuffs like a swarm of snakes, spread and fell in the sky, intertwined with each other, and finally penetrated into the ground. The spikes hold it firmly and cannot be shaken.

In the end, all the thorn branches sprang out from his cuffs, leaving only an empty window at the highest point. Quentin just stood beside the empty window where the thorn branches had no sharp thorns, crossing his chest and looking down at the whole area surrounded by the cage. city ​​center.

Behind him was Rao G who squinted his eyes and wondered if he was dozing off.

With his ability, if he wanted to expand the cage to the entire city, he would probably have to squeeze him dry. Being able to cover the city center was already the result of his crazy practice in the past few months.

Quentin glanced back at Lao G slightly, slandering whether the old man was reliable or not.

This place was chosen because the old man felt a strong breath of life in this area, which can be called the strongest in the rain.

This is the result obtained by Rao G after walking around in the rain for a few laps in the early morning. It was the time when Noah started exercising and tried his best to cover his breath.

Quentin took a deep breath and shouted down: "I'm here, why don't you hurry up and die!? I'll kill one second later!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he clenched his outstretched palm. This time, more than a dozen thorn branches protruded from under the trouser legs, passed through the gap in the thorn cage, pierced into several buildings, and slipped away after a while. A dozen or so people struggling desperately, all the passers-by on the ground panicked, and the people near the edge of the cage wanted to break through the cage, but the flexibility of the thorny branches was beyond imagination, and the knives and axes were unscathed. It also has little effect, which is disappointing.

"Idiot, if Lao Tzu's thorns would be destroyed so easily, I really feel sorry for the sins..."

Quentin pouted, smiled disdainfully, ignored those who wanted to destroy the thorns and escape, and continued to shout: "It has been ten seconds now, and the lives of these ten people were lost because of you! "

After all, he clenched his outstretched palm and tied it to the thorn branches of the ten people. The sharp thorns swelled a few points. Originally, they only pierced the superficial muscles, but now they went deep into the internal organs, almost stabbing people When the spikes were retracted, the whole body was like a leaky sack, only one step away from being fragmented.

Blood poured down like rain, dyeing the sky under the cage crimson, which naturally caused another wave of panic.

Until this time, Noah stepped on the moon steps and flew out from the upstairs of the Golden Sea Road Merchant Group, and quickly approached Quentin on the dome.

"It's finally here, it's you, I finally see you again!"

Quentin almost looked up and laughed out of his mind. Seeing Noah getting closer, his fists were clenched tightly, and his nails almost pierced his palm.

An imperceptible light flashed in Lao Gweimi's eyes, and he saw where Noah came out.

"That location...is the Golden Sea Road? Sure enough, the young master's guess is correct, he really has a lot to do with the Golden Sea Road..."

"Fortunately, he won't survive today, otherwise the cooperation plan between the young master and those big forces will be disrupted..."

Thoughts were spinning, but the face was still drowsy. If Quentin couldn't handle it, it would be his turn to make a move.

"Isaac D. Noah, you are late, these people died because of you!"

Quentin laughed loudly, clenched his hands again in front of Noah, and the few remaining people suddenly turned into a rain of blood.

When Noah wanted to come out of the empty window, the thorny branches instantly filled it up under Quentin's manipulation, cutting off the passage.

He stopped the rising trend, and just stayed in midair, looking up at Quentin who was still laughing wildly.

"Haha, aren't you a navy that flaunts justice? The deaths of so many people are all due to your failure to show up in time. They all died because of you!"

"Ha...why don't you feel guilty at all, isn't the navy supposed to protect these untouchables?"

Seeing Noah's calm face, unmoved by the deaths of those people, Quentin suddenly felt ashamed and said angrily.

"Why? Probably because you are a fool, so you think others are as stupid as you are."

Noah said so.