Pirates: Draw a Fallen Angel at the start

Von Clay only felt pain in the head.

After receiving the latest mission from miss. All Sunday, he/she hurried to Albana, but just happened to meet the scholar team in Katlea because of the schedule problem.

I wanted to sneak attack and kill these scholars as soon as possible, but I didn't expect this old human navy woman to be so difficult to deal with.

Facing the black iron fence rushing towards him, von Klein dodged aside in the steps of a swan ballet dance.

boom!boom!boom!

The smoke and dust kept rising, and facing Hina's fierce offensive, Feng Klei already had the intention of retreating.

Even if this assassination fails, there are still many scholars in the palace. As long as the task is passable, Miss Quan Zhou will not say anything to make up for the miss.

Immediately, Von Klein stepped lightly on the ground and flew backwards like a feather.

"I won't accompany you——"

Hina was furious, Yuebu stepped on the air, and instantly shortened the distance between the two of them. This Raoshizi ladyboy can come and go whenever he wants, have you asked the old lady's opinion?

The arm fence danced, intertwined into a net and covered von Klein head-on.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge in time, von Kley kicked out his feet quickly, turning into a phantom and colliding with the falling fence continuously.

The falling fence was kicked away continuously, and it seemed to be in a stalemate, but Feng Klei was very uncomfortable. He did not master the armed domineering, and he was completely colliding with the black iron with his body.

He/she is very worried about the impact of his/her dancing career due to the constant tearing pain in the foot muscles.

"I don't want to fight anymore—let's circle around—"

Relying on the swan ballet dance, von Klein struggled in the black iron forest, avoiding attacks as much as possible.

Hearing this unappetizing begging for mercy, Hina kept a cold face and said nothing, the offensive of his men became more and more fierce, and the encirclement formed by the fence shrank rapidly.

Von Klein's fruit ability has almost no combat bonus. He/she is similar to Sanji, relying more on kicking skills in physical arts to fight.

And Hinai's Threshold Fruit has obvious restraint in melee combat. Von Klein fights like dancing with shackles, and any negligence may lead to failure.

At this time, von Klein, who was surrounded in the center, had almost no room to dodge, and the fences surrounding him in all directions wrapped him inside.

As the fence retracted, von Klein was firmly held in place by all limbs.

"Oh--, I really don't have any malicious intentions, it's all a misunderstanding--"

"That beautiful young lady, can you give my family a chance—"

The constant trash talking made Hina's forehead bulge.

patter

After taking out a cigarette and lighting it, I felt very comfortable.

Nami and the scholars who were hiding aside approached, and Nami picked up a branch and poked the little wings on Von Klein's dance costume with some distaste.

"How to deal with this thing?"

"Kill it." Hina smoked a cigarette and looked into the distance with a relaxed and casual tone.

"Hey! Hey!! Hey!!! Don't! Don't! Don't!" Von Klein was startled, and his thin voice sounded like a drake, trying to persuade the two to change their minds.

"My family can teach you how to dance, it's very helpful for girls' figure!"

Hina looked at her figure with a bulging front and a small waist, and remained silent.

"The servants can also help you improve your manners!"

Nami looked down at herself, dressed in a plain white robe, the girl's slim figure was like a lotus flower in bud, her appearance was beautiful, and she continued to remain silent.

"Slave house... Slave house..."

Von Klein murmured for a long time, and didn't know what to say. After seeing Nami's orange hair, he suddenly shouted in his heart: "My family can buy my life with money!"

"How much can you pay? One billion Baileys will let you go!" Nami's eyes instantly turned into gold coins.

Von Klein didn't choke himself to death with one mouthful. He did save a lot of money during the years of doing missions, but one billion?If I had the money, what would I still be doing in the Baroque studio?Go straight to the world tour!

It's just about his own life, so Feng Klei can only be patient and bargain with Nami.

Hina crossed her arms and smoked quietly, while the old scholars and elders were still in shock. At this moment, they just wanted to go back to the city and rest peacefully for a night.

In the distance, Bello Betty felt his heart itch. He also took out a cigarette from the jacket on his chest and began to puff.

Seeing Hina and his group set off again, Bello Betty also patted her butt and stood up, walking towards Katlea.

There is still a lot of activity funds left by Long, and she really likes the big soft bed in the hotel.

......

san dora r.

The sky suddenly became dark, and the fishermen looked into the distance, only to see a sandstorm that covered the sky and the sun was sweeping in.

"Run! The sandstorm is coming!"

"Forget about the fishing nets! Come to shore!"

Shrieking in horror almost pierced the vocal cords, the fishing boats tried hard to drive towards the shore.

Rumble!

The sandstorm came quickly and violently with dead wood and gravel, and countless boulders were rolled up into the air and then fell heavily.

"Ah! Help!"

"Hold on! Hold on!"

Several fishing boats that did not have time to land were overturned in an instant, and the fine sand was accelerated and hit the human body continuously, and the wailing sounded continuously, but everyone was too busy to take care of themselves.

Crocodile was flying in the air, not caring about the fishermen below him at all, he just wanted to rush there as soon as possible, so that the desperate kid would understand what kind of mistake he had made!

On the way to Cattleya, he continuously merged with the storm in the desert, which formed a sandstorm that covered the sky and the sun. With this power, he planned to directly destroy the city.

At this time, the sand crocodile has gradually calmed down, and its thinking once again occupies a high ground.

It might be a good thing to have such a situation. If you can directly know the traces of Pluto Proto, then Alabasta will be insignificant.

Besides, with the tone of the kid in the phone bug, he might even know the whereabouts of the other two ancient weapons.

Sea King Poseidon!

Uranus, the king of heaven!

It was the first time Crocodile had heard of these two legendary weapons, but it did not prevent him from imagining the power of these two weapons.

Only Pluto, the king of the underworld, can give him the confidence to defeat Whitebeard. What if Uranus and Neptune are added?

He, Shichibukai, Sand Crocodile, and Crocodile will become the king of the world!

What three generals?What Four Emperors?What five old stars?

Even if they were all tied together, Crocodile dared to shout: "Who do you think I am? Bring the boat over!"

That is to say, he didn't know the existence of Im, otherwise he would dare to praise this god of gods.

Thinking of this, Crocodile's heart became even hotter, and he rushed towards Cattleya with a sandstorm all over the sky.