I, The Intern, Was Overheard By Whitebeard

"Shouldn't the robbery be at a dark and windy night? Wouldn't it be a little unprofessional to come here to raid in broad daylight? Marco, why don't we come again at night?"

"..."

"Speaking of which, am I not deterrent enough by myself? Why don't you go back and call a few hundred people over? I think Jozi looks quite fierce, and just standing there can scare people into silence."

"..."

"Fly slowly, fly slowly, I'm a little afraid of heights, the slower the better, the slower the better."

"..."

"Do you think we should switch identities?"

"..."

"Me! I suddenly have a stomachache..."

"..."

Marco has turned into a phoenix, with blue resurrection flames lingering all over his body, two bird claws grabbed Roy's shoulders, and flew Roy high in the sky.

But listening to Roy's chattering words, Marco's brows couldn't help but twitch.

There were even some blue veins on his forehead, and the blue veins were trembling.

He had forgotten how many words Roy had said.

At first he will answer.

But he's getting impatient...

It's so annoying!

Who can resist making excuses like wanting to go to the bathroom, stomachache, backache, fear of heights, etc.?

At one point Marko even wanted to let go of his claws and let Roy free fall.

In the end, his good qualities made him hold back.

call......

calm!

He is the big brother on board.

Not for interns.

Hold back!

When he saw the buildings below, Marco frowned, because the buildings below looked too old, and the people on this island really didn't do anything, just eat and drink every day. up.

"Roy, I'll let you drop from here, with your physique falling from a height of ten meters, you should be fine, right?"

Marco finally spoke a word.

"It's something!" Roy said firmly.

"That seems to be all right." Marco nodded.

Roy: "??!"

Marco grinned: "You said before that you can only hit a few people at one time, which has exposed your physique. I guess, you must have said less, so that you can be lazy. That is to say, you at least You can hit a dozen at a time!"

Roy: "?!!"

[Good guy! Marco changed his surname to Holmes? Or did you change your surname to Edogawa? Or changed his surname to Kudo? Gan! Is it possible to analyze what I have said? 】

【but! A dozen or so? Just these trash, I can single out a million of them! 】

【Ahem! Low-key low-key, can not expand! 】

[If it swells, you can't touch fish. 】

In the end, Marco put Roy down from a height of less than ten meters.

And whispered: "Don't be head-on when you encounter danger, be careful."

Sure enough, Marco still disliked his integrity.

He was actually still worried about Roy.

"Oh, the world is not worth it."

Roy, who landed on the ground, rubbed his shoulders, put one hand on the handle of the saber at his waist, glanced around, and grinned a very nasty and arrogant smile.

Then he commented as if talking to himself: "Well, my expression should have the taste of a pirate!"

Roy just swaggered into the building complex.

No hiding at all.

No sneaking is required either.

Whitebeard's hometown can be regarded as a paradise, at least the scenery looks very good, but there are signs of human life here, which is too obtrusive.

There are dilapidated houses standing here, and it is obvious that no one wants to repair them.

The road under your feet is also a bit old, and I don't know how long it hasn't been renovated.

And vaguely can see the traces of the war.

good guy...

How many years has this been renovated?

Not long after...

Roy saw the islanders.

The clothes these people were wearing looked quite expensive at first glance, but they were beautifully dressed, and their spirits were also very good. Their skin was fair and tender, like people who had never done heavy work.

"A deformed place." Roy shook his head and gave such an evaluation.

"Also a nasty place!"

[If this place does not exist. 】

[I can still lie flat now! 】

【hateful! 】

【hateful! 】

When the thoughts in his mind came to this point, Roy's expression became slightly unkind.

At this time... the residents of the island also found Roy.

To meet such a strange person.

They were stunned for a moment, but they didn't show a look of panic. Instead, they surrounded them excitedly.

"Is it someone from Newgate? Hahaha! I knew there would be treasures coming this month. Where is it? Where is it? How many Baileys are there this month?"

"It's just right! I just lost Bailey the day before yesterday, and I'm worried about what to do!"

"Huh? Why don't you have any treasure with you?"

"It should be too much, one person can't carry it, come and tell us the location, we will go and get it ourselves!"

"What a fine fellow Newgate is!"

"..."

All of a sudden, dozens of people surrounded Roy tightly.

The longing on their faces and the need in their voices were not concealed at all.

It's not a desire anymore...

Instead, he was blatantly begging for it.

"Huh? The thing you're carrying is treasure, right? Why is there only a small backpack? Let me have a look?"

There are even daring people who want to take the backpack that Roy is carrying.

In fact, there are some entertainment and pastimes in it.

See the hand that is getting closer and closer.

Swish——

A cold light flashed, and a bloody arm was thrown high, blood splashing all over the ground.

Roy held the knife on his shoulder, and the blood dripped down the ground slowly along the tip of the knife.

He yawned.

Blindfolded.

Feeling weak.

"Robbery~"

................................................... ................................

PS: The seventh update today! Take a shower and try to write about three more chapters, which adds up to an update of 20,000 words today!

Ask for flowers! Ask for a monthly pass! Ask for an evaluation ticket!

Your support is the author's motivation.

Ask for data!

All kinds of requests!

................................................... ................................

Book reading fun on Friday! Recharge 100 and get 500 VIP coupons!

Immediate recharge (activity time: April 29th to May 3rd)