Pirate's Strongest Emperor Deputy Mr3

"Cricket, what are you doing?!"

There was a very obvious coldness in the steady and rich voice.

When everyone in the reception hall heard the news, they saw a big, muscular man with long legs walking slowly towards the gate made of red Hormiz.

The man has short amaranth hair, stitched scars on his cheeks, a white scarf covering his mouth around his neck, and pink tattoos and skulls branded on his bare chest.

He was wearing a pair of black gloves, with a thorn ring on his left arm, black jeans, and black and white kneepads tied to his legs.

A pair of black leather boots with spikes stepped on the ground, making a clanking sound, and the overall clothing shape was full of a strong black metal style.

At the moment when this man exuding infinite charm appeared, the eyes of the audience were all attracted by him, and involuntarily fell on the domineering cheek.

That's right, he is the second-in-command of the Big Mom Pirates in the true sense, the head of the three dessert generals, and the highest combat power in Cake Island...

Katakuri!

"Katakuri-nii-nii!!"

The appearance of Ka Er completely relaxed the suspending hearts of many ministers of the nations.

If the existence of Cracker makes them fearless of enemies, then what the perfect Katakuri brother brings is absolute peace of mind and security!

"Katakuri..."

Crocodile took a heavy puff of his cigar and looked at Katakuri solemnly.

Although he rarely interacted with the Big Mom Pirates, during the two years he spent reading newspapers in the New World, he also deeply felt the terror and power of the second-in-command of the Yonko.

This is one of the few men he needs to take seriously with all his energy!

Beside Crocodile, Mr3 withdrew the Candle Soldier and the small field, and his eyes fell on Ka Er.

Completely different from the anime images watched across the screen, the sense of oppression brought about by the card II that I saw with my own eyes is simply beyond imagination.

Just looking at it with one eye can make the nerves of the whole body tense involuntarily!

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Katakuri, who was dressed in a black metal style, walked forward, passing by Mr3 and others, and came to Kricker who looked panicked.

"Tell me, Cracker, what's going on?"

Katakuri's eyes swept across the messy scene.

"Brother Katakuri, he, this damn guy Mr.3 actually said that I copied his abilities!"

Cracker raised his hand and pointed at Mr3 on the opposite side, gnashing his teeth, obviously being very angry.

No matter who it is, if a move that has been used for decades is inexplicably said to be plagiarized, they will get angry.

Moreover, taking advantage of this reason to take advantage of the situation, you can test the strength of the other party a little, and then provide a certain reference value for the next negotiation between the two parties.

After all, he is a general who has followed Big Mom in the New World for many years. Cracker is not as pure and violent as he seems on the surface. He has a certain degree of insidiousness and conspiracy.

Although not much.

Katakuri's eyes turned and landed on Mr3, and then he retracted it, looking at the displeased Cricket and said softly:

"This sea has a wide variety of fruit abilities, and it is normal for similar situations to occur."

"We all see your strength in our eyes. We don't need to care about the words of others. We firmly believe that self is the most powerful proof."

Ka Er, who saw that Cracker was trying for a tentative purpose, did not blame Cracker for being reckless.

On the contrary, what the gentle tone reflects is the absolute affirmation of the elder brother to the younger brother.

"I understand, Brother Katakuri." Kelica nodded heavily, and his manic heart suddenly calmed down.

The imposing biscuit soldiers behind them also vanished.

"Then, next..."

Seeing this, Katakuri turned around and focused all his attention on Mr3 and others opposite.

"The Bucky Pirates, or to be more precise, the members of the newly-organized Cross Trade Union, what are you doing in Wanguo during this special period?"

It was a question with the same scrutiny, but from the stern expression of Katakuri, there was a world of difference from the cradle.

This invisibly exuded aura is quite powerful!

Even so, Mr3 remained calm and composed, adjusting his goggles completely unmoved.

Now that the real owner appears, they naturally can't take action as they just said.

"I don't have any special thoughts. I just heard that there are countless treasures in the territory of the four emperors' aunt, Charlotte Lingling."

Mr3's tone was very calm, without much emotion.

But in the ears of the cadres of the Big Mom Pirates on the opposite side, it is tantamount to the most arrogant provocation!

"If this is the purpose of your trip, then all..."

Katakuri took a step forward, and just as he was about to further judge the hostility of the opponent, a red light flashed in the depths of his gloomy eyes.

Then, he stopped what he had not finished speaking and stood still with his arms crossed.

Mr3's pupils shrank: Did you notice what I was going to say next?

Foreseeing the short future is really terrifying and domineering...

Feeling troubled, he sighed heavily and said what he had not yet finished but had completely foreseen: "Of course, we are not very interested in this for the time being, at least we don't need to use force to plunder."

'Damn bastard Mr3, can you talk without panting so hard! ! '

While the ministers who were all ready for battle breathed a sigh of relief, they couldn't help but curse at Mr3 in their hearts.

The current world is walking on thin ice, and it may collapse at any time and become a purgatory on earth.

Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, they do not want to break out into a battle with the cross unions with deep foundations.

The so-called "big gasp" was actually deliberately done by Mr3.

The purpose is to arouse the other party's tense nerves and play with their emotions through the huge psychological gap before and after, thereby affecting their original calm state and occupying the commanding heights of the negotiation.

Of course, this kind of "seeking death" operation must be based on Katakuri's stable and reliable character.

He is not as hot-tempered as Cracker, and he is destined not to risk the fate of the entire family and start a war without saying a word just because of a simple word!

It's a pity that the perfect calculation doesn't seem to be of much benefit in front of Ka Er's arrogance and arrogance...

Seeing Katakuri just staring at him quietly, Mr3 had no choice but to give up the psychological warfare and asked straight to the point:

"Katakuri, I don't need to say more about the current situation of all nations. You who are in the center of the vortex should know it better than us."

"There are countless brutal bloodthirsty people staring here, you wouldn't want to see your lovely younger siblings being slaughtered, right?"

"And our Cross Trade Union can help you solve these unnecessary troubles!"

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