One Piece Impel Castle Custodian

Afro and Clown were so frightened that they knelt down and begged for mercy regardless of their dignity.

"Please let us go." The two of them lay on the ground, bowing to each other.

Ruola scratched her chin with some disappointment, as she finally had the chance to take action.

The other party has begged for mercy, so let's forget about it. They are not the target anyway.

Afro had a sinister smile on his face, and while Ruola was distracted, he stuck a black fur ball on her body.

Ruola was shocked and stuck out her tongue regardless of the appearance. What is this furry black ball?

It’s really disgusting!

Afro took the opportunity to stick another black fur ball to her body, smiled evilly and gave the clown a happy high-five.

It turns out that the two of them were just pretending!

It’s even worse now!

One on the left and another on the right!

Ruola's face was so ugly that she almost cried.

As a sensitive fur person and a girl who loves beauty, these two dark fur balls were killing her.

"Hehehe, little rabbit, let me make love to you." Afro smiled evilly and rushed over wearing black boxing gloves.

He aimed a sharp straight punch at Ruola's face,

Originally, a punch of this speed could not touch Ruola's body at all, but now she was troubled by the fur ball, and was distracted for a moment, and her face was grazed by the fist.

"Oh, it's so dirty!" Ruola touched her face in shame, turned over and hid aside,

That man’s gloves are actually furry too! I simply don't want him to meet me again.

"Little rabbit, don't run." Afro chased after him with a smile.

The clown picked up the bow and arrow on his back and fired three cold arrows at the side.

Ruola tried hard to pull the black ball off her body while avoiding the cold arrows.

But the black ball seemed to have taken root and could only move from one piece of skin to another, or else it would stick to the hand and make it impossible to remove it.

"Don't bother, my fur ball is full of static electricity, you can't get it off no matter what!" Afro shouted while chasing leisurely from behind.

"Static electricity?" Ruola suddenly realized while touching her lips while running.

"What do you want to do?" Afro asked nervously.

"Then it's over if I rub the fur ball on them." Ruola dragged a cloaked man from the side who was knocked unconscious by Lan, rubbed the fur ball and gave it to him.

Now Ruola's body is clean again, with only her own white fluff.

The man with the afro was stunned and stood there daring not to move.

Ruola stroked her fur as if she were reunited with an old friend, and suddenly looked at the man with the afro with a fierce look on her face.

The man with the afro repeated his old trick, knelt down and lay on the ground, saying on his forehead

"Please let us go."

"Don't you want to play with me?"

"What do you want to do?" Explosive Head raised his head and his voice was trembling.

"What do you think I want to do?" Ruola said with a playful smile.

"Bang! Bang! Bang bang!" There was a burst of friction, friction in place, repeated friction, and the afro and the clown were twisted together with their noses and faces swollen.

Ruola patted the dust on her hands and looked at her masterpiece, feeling happy both physically and mentally.

On the other side, before Arnold's eyes was a cylindrical mountain with a rough surface, like the chimney of a giant nuclear power plant.

There are many strange things on the Grand Waterway, and he has become accustomed to this bizarre shape.

At the foot of the mountain is a large copper door with a gorgeous gold frame. It may be as tall as a warship and is very majestic.

There was also a small wooden door half a person's height open under the big copper door. Arnold just saw Wapol escaping from the outside.

Arnold was hesitating where he was,

Because for his height, this is definitely a dog hole.

Is the dignified detention captain going to dig into a dog hole for a prisoner? This is a moral choice.

How about forgetting it? Anyway, this is not the first time that a prisoner has escaped from his hands.

With a sound of "Bang!", the big bronze door was suddenly pushed open from the inside.

Wapol helped Arnold make the choice,

I saw him staggering out as he was wide and fat, with a bulging belly like a pregnant woman with more than ten babies.

"Kakaka, you actually dare to chase me."

"Well, all we have to do is ask you to come with us." Arnold said coldly.

"Kakaka!" Wapol covered his mouth, as if he had heard the funniest joke.

"Then you talk to my agent, Six Cannons."

After speaking, he opened his mouth exaggeratedly, and the black cannon that was only equipped on the six warships was held in his mouth like a cigarette.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The cannons sounded in unison. Wapol was experienced and blocked Arnold's path from several directions at the same time.

"Go to hell!" Wapol shouted crazily.

Arnold's face didn't change, he stood there and punched his right fist.

With a sound of "Bang!", he took the initiative to explode the cannonball fired from the front.

The shell exploded instantly, and his hand seemed to be holding a ball of black smoke burning with fire.

The other five cannonballs exploded in the surroundings at the same time, sending up thick fire and black smoke, making the battlefield more embarrassing.

In order to minimize the area that needs to be traced back, detonating the shells in advance is a small trick.

"Impossible!" Wapol was so stunned that the cannon fell out of his mouth and hit the ground with a "clang!"

Arnold's arm, where the black smoke had not dissipated, looked completely undamaged.

"Let's see how you block it!" Wapol attributed Arnold's performance just now to the amazing defensive power of his right hand.

Suddenly hundreds of rifles stretched out from his mouth, all pointing at Arnold.

A series of explosions like firecrackers, the light smoke from the muzzle mixed into a thick fog, and the air was filled with the choking smell of gunpowder.

Projectiles as dense as locusts attacked Arnold.

"It's useless." Arnold said calmly, standing there.

Projectiles are different from artillery shells. The lethality of a single target is smaller. The difficulty is that the number increases greatly, making it difficult to completely defend.

This is difficult for other people,

It's not a problem at all for Arnold. It's like a game of whack-a-mole. It's much easier to repair damage wherever you feel it is damaged than to repair damage from a cannonball.

"Do you have any other tricks?" Arnold asked half-jokingly as the bullets were wiped out and his whole body was completely intact.

"Although I don't know what your ability is, but look at my move!" Wapol worked hard, his face turned red, and his body suddenly became bigger.

"Ga! Ga! Ga!" The plate armor on the chest was stretched open, and the whole person turned into a rock giant as tall as the bronze door!

"Vapol Vajra Form!"

His body was uneven, his limbs were replaced by blade-like sharp granite, and his body was replaced by a large glowing blue diamond.

"Kakaka, I just swallowed 10 tons of granite, and this family heirloom national treasure, a large diamond.

One punch and you might die! "The rock giant Wapol put his hands on his hips and looked up to the sky, laughing proudly.

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