Master of Power in One Piece World

Chapter 140 Robbie?

"Although the notices of the competition are posted everywhere on the island, in order to avoid some researchers being unclear, I will say it once."

Facing the boos of the audience, Robbie spread his hands: "I don't blame me for being wordy, you know, although these players have brains and dexterous hands that ordinary people don't have, but in terms of life, they are not too different from newborn children. much difference".

Turning a blind eye to the gazes on the field, he looked around the venue: "But it is also because of them that Berner is today!"

"As Master Matiff said, a weapon without blood test is like rum without fermentation. And they are the farmers who grow crops, and they are the source of all progress in the world."

On the screen, the old man waved his hand kindly, causing the audience to cheer again.

"It can be seen that our legend usually likes to drink."

Following the atmosphere, Robbie made a joke, and looked at everyone: "Then what is blood?"

"Let's get straight to the point, please, another set of 'competitors' for the competition!".

Rumble!
As the words fell, the sound of mechanical operation was heard in the venue, and the sudden vibration caused the audience who were about to boo a while ago to exclaim.

On the slate-paved field 50 meters away from the players' seats, a rectangular slab suddenly sank.After a while when it rises.Fifteen stakes have been erected.

And the one tied to the stake is a human being of different shapes and uniforms wearing a prison uniform.

With the gradually noisy voices in the ears, these 'targets' who knew their fate struggled violently, the scars on their bodies opened again, and the blood that burst out dyed the rough rope bright red.

The white cloth covering their eyes is the last kindness to them.

"Don't worry, they're not human!"

Noticing the panic in the audience, Robbie smiled, but when he turned his head to look, there was only disgust and fierceness on his face: "These are respectively, bedbugs, scum, and scum...".

A series of malicious words sprayed out of his mouth, making everyone on the island confused through the broadcast.

It's fine that the sea has become chaotic, but why is the host so wild now?

Well cursed!
At the judges' table, the secretary who had been standing behind Simon and turned into a transparent person strongly agreed in his heart.

Having read these 'target' materials, she of course knows what these prisoners from the island prison are.Compared with these people, those pirates who plundered at sea can also be called good people!
"Want to know why I'm so angry?"

Taking a long breath, Robbie, who was on crutches, noticed the eerie silence on the field: "Then, let me tell you what these scumbags have done?"

"Kig Lozano, a merchant who travels between the islands, killed all the residents of the small island of Silia because of his greed in a transaction. Until now, the sea there is still red."

"Safia Siegel, the maid of the Hermon family, poisoned the then Viscount Hermon and his wife for her lover, even their newborn child."

"Walter Finley"

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After reading a few criminals' crimes, Robbie's voice became more and more dry: "Sorry, I really can't read any more, this is, this is my shame as a host"

As he spoke, he threw out the cue card in his hand, and covered his face tightly with one hand, with water dripping between his fingers

However, he couldn't calm down when he heard those scumbag shouts on the field.

"Tui, how did you have the nerve to shout it out! You bastards!!!"

Panting heavily, Robbie, who threw his crutch hard, didn't care about the embarrassment of the fall, and spat hard at them.

After hearing the crimes committed by these people, all the people in the venue also had red eyes, and yelled at the prisoners on the court, mixed with the most malicious words in various dialects.

Faced with these residues, even a good-tempered person cannot control his temper
If it weren't for the human wall formed by the staff to block the surrounding area, these people would definitely have no good end!

"Hey, where did you get the gun from?"

Holding the woman who jumped up, the staff heard the familiar sound of loading the gun, and the corners of their eyes were covered with cold sweat. Even in his career as a war mercenary, such scenes were one of the few.

With the crazy scene in front of him, even his proud physique couldn't give him a sense of security.

This is too exaggerated!

Fortunately, when I asked the captain if he wanted to prepare anything, that bastard actually despised himself, "It's just to avoid the limelight to make extra money, what is there to prepare for, or, you were frightened by the navy last time, even the little security guard scared'.

Bastard, is this a small scene?You tell me this is a small scene! ?You said they were torn apart, I believe it!Also, is the organizer of this event an idiot for letting the audience in with guns!Are they not afraid of accidents?
Dodging the wine bottle thrown from nowhere, he grabbed the gun with one hand and greeted the host's mother kindly in his heart.

"Scumbags, it's time to play your final role! Then, the game begins!"

Startled by the gunshots at the venue, Robbie wiped the sweat from his brow, and after hastily announcing the start, he jumped off the stage.

The skill of hosting is still not enough!robbie

Robbie, who came to the working passageway, raised his foot to the wall, and the broken plaster was scattered on the ground. As he walked, he summed up his experience in his heart.

As a presenter, the stage is the conductor of their concert hall, and the microphone is the baton.And what he has to do is to guide the emotions of every audience.Compared with music, his guidance is more tactful and leaves no trace.

no no no!It's not guidance, how could the host have such evil thoughts, it's the resonance.Resonance Da>
As it got deeper, the only glimmer of light on his body slowly dissipated.The sound of deep footsteps in the passage was quiet and eerie, and there was chaos and noise outside the square light door behind him.

"Sir, the game has begun"

Holding the record book, the person in charge of recording couldn't help reminding.

"I know, of course I know!"

The young contestant was sweating on his forehead, and the gun in his hand was trembling slightly.

"Is it a problem with your work? For this conference, we have prepared sufficient repairs"

"Shut up! My work is fine!"

After interrupting him, the contestant pointed to the auditorium behind him with a broken face: "There is a problem there! Do you think they will shoot me if I miss it!! Ah! Will it be?" .

"Forehead"

Looking at the quiet and dangerous audience behind him, the staff member was dumbfounded, and then silently looked away.Even though he knew they were not looking at him, those bloodshot eyes still reminded him of the wolves he saw in his hometown.

"Didn't you see that those people didn't shoot? Hurry up, you can stand up to you!!"

"Peng!"

(End of this chapter)