Pirates: The strongest Celestial Dragon in history

"Well, what did I think about this? Of course..."

Looking at Dirk with a strange expression, Fenglin thought Dirk had recovered his memory and was shocked.

"Of course Dirk, I already told Saudi Arabia that we were going to practice in the desert together."

"Really, Fenglin, you are so kind..." Dirk was stunned for a moment, a little surprised, but not too surprised.

"Well, let's go, find Saudi Arabia first."

Fenglin always feels that Dirk's current state is a bit weird, but he doesn't know where the blame lies.

Instinctively, he felt a little guilty and didn't dare to look into Dirk's eyes, so he led Dirk towards the tent.

In the tent, Saudi sat quietly inside, looking at the current maple forest with interest.

"Everything has been taken care of. I'm counting the days. Today is the last day to enter the desert. It will be too late if we don't enter... How many people will enter?"

"Three, you and me, and Dirk."

Fenglin said this deliberately, and deliberately glanced at Dirk's expression when he spoke. The latter just glanced at Saudi Arabia gratefully, but looked at him extremely calmly, with no expression on his face.

Strange, so strange. Is this a sequelae of memory erasure?

Fenglin was a little puzzled. He felt that Dirk's facial expressions were much less since he erased his memory.

"Let's go then."

After looking at the two of them with a smile, Saudi stood up and left. Fenglin suggested that he fly over in the wind, which would be fast and save time, but Saudi refused.

"For cultivation, you can't use fruit abilities. If you want to practice domineering, just rely on your own legs to walk there. If it's too slow, just walk faster, as long as you can walk."

Saudi Arabia smiled happily and took the lead, followed by Dirk and Fenglin.

Fenglin felt that it made sense. Since he was practicing domineering, he had to stimulate his own potential, so he followed it honestly.But Dirk still had a calm expression on his face, without any complaints at all, as if he had a very high level of ideological consciousness. Fenglin even doubted whether he was really facially paralyzed.

Now he is back to the state of Deleronza, his face becomes paralyzed when he sees people, and he looks like a murderous pirate.

The three of them walked on the streets of Drowok, passing through the streets of the inner city from the outer city. During the process, they passed by the navy who was repairing a house. Garp was beating the wall and glanced at the three of them.

Saudi Arabia ignored Garp and walked over as if he hadn't seen the navy. Dirk followed closely behind him. Fenglin wanted to say hello to Garp, but found that Garp didn't want to see him. He turned around and continued to beat him angrily. wall.

The three of them just walked over expressionlessly, showing no intention of helping.Walking all the way to the original slave concentration camp area in the inner city, there were still craters on the ground burned by artillery fire that had not been filled in.

Fenglin was a little panicked for a moment, fearing that Dirk would be moved by the sight and regain his memory. Unexpectedly, Dirk walked over expressionlessly, with no intention of staying at all.

When Fenglin was about to take a breath, Saudi said with a smile: "You must be tired after walking for a long time. Let's sit down and rest for a while."

"Sit down? Sit here? Saudi, are you serious?"

Fenglin became anxious, secretly poked Saudi Arabia in the back, and whispered: "This is the place where all the convoys were wiped out. Dirk is also present. Aren't you afraid that he will recall his old memories?"

"What are you afraid of? I'm too tired to walk. If you want to leave, just go by yourself!"

Saudi Arabia snorted coldly and sat down in a crater, refusing to leave.Fenglin didn't know what Saudi Arabia wanted to do, but he saw Dirk sitting in a crater, silent.

Fenglin was stunned for a moment, not daring to disturb Dirk, fearing that Dirk would be suddenly stimulated and think of something.

At this time, Saudi Arabia poked Fenglin and pointed at Dirk's lower back without saying anything.

Fenglin raised his eyes and discovered that there was an extra pistol behind Dirk.

"It's just a pistol, for self-defense, right? There should be no problem."

Fenglin whispered to Saudi Arabia, and Saudi Arabia shook his head.

"This pistol belongs to the shooter."

One sentence made Fenglin completely stunned and fell into deep thought.

In that battle, Dirk was injured and fell into a coma. He asked Kent to perform surgery on him, but Dirk was not the only one to survive.

There is also a gunman with a broken arm, who seems to be called a stone statue. He asked Saudi Arabia to deal with it.

"Didn't I ask you to kill him? Why is that gun here?"

Fenglin whispered angrily, and Saudi said softly, "The man is dead, and he can't die anymore, but I threw away the gun and threw it on the beach. Now it seems that it was picked up by Dirk." ”

Fenglin lowered his head, "So, did he pick up the gun by chance? Or did he remember it and pick it up on purpose?"

"How would I know? I didn't perform the surgery on him."

Saudi Arabia shook his head indifferently, "I told you a long time ago that this kind of surgery is not advisable..."

"Stop talking nonsense, do you have any good ideas?"

Fenglin was a little angry for the first time. Saudi was right before. He was so kind to Dirk on the one hand because Dirk saved his life, and on the other hand because his fruit ability was very special.

In the future, Kent may not be used by him, but he must grasp Dirk.

"I thought he should have been killed a long time ago. If we have different ways, we can't conspire against each other..." Saudi said with a smile. Fenglin's idea was to stabilize the rule of the Tianlong people, so he was on the side of the villain. Dirk and others The pirates would never agree.

"Fart, Dirk, I won't give up. Things are already like this. Let's just pretend that he picked up the gun by coincidence."

Fenglin shook his head, still unwilling to kill Dirk, preferring to believe that he picked up the pistol by chance.Seeing how stubborn Fenglin was, Saudi Arabia simply ignored it.

"Oh, anyway, I told you, the choice is your business, just don't regret it in the future... Okay, now that you've rested, you can set off."

The second half of the sentence was naturally meant for Dirk. Among the three of them, only Dirk was taking a rest seriously. He sat in the bomb crater and silently recovered his strength, looking at the concentration camp that had been baptized by the flames of war, with an expressionless face.

The three set off again, with Saudi at the front, Dirk in the middle, and Fenglin, who couldn't use the fruit's ability, was the weakest and walked at the end.

The life of Tianlong in the first 13 years was so luxurious that he was out of breath halfway through the journey, but Saudi Arabia turned a blind eye and refused to let him rest.

Dirk has been taking care of Fenglin, and took him along when Fenglin was weak. Fenglin was moved. Even looking at the pistol on his waist, he couldn't help but ask: "Dirk, you have this pistol?" Where did it come from? It’s so beautiful.”

"Picked it up on the beach."

Dirk answered Fenglin honestly. Fenglin observed the expression on his face, but still could not see the joy or anger.

At this time, Saudi Arabia looked back at Dirk, and then reminded Fenglin: "We are about to enter the desert area, take a rest."

The three of them sat on the ground again. They had already reached the border of Drowok City. There were very few people around. Saudi Arabia came to Fenglin and said:

"I still suggest you kill this kid."