The Pirate I Am Undead

Chapter 66 Bounty

New World, Kingdom of Dressrosa, Royal Palace.

Don Quixote Doflamingo, wearing a pink feathered coat that has remained unchanged for thousands of years and a pair of red sunglasses, was boredly listening to his subordinates' reports on the situation.

I suddenly became interested when I heard one of the keywords:

"Slippery fruit?"

"Yes, but according to the news, it has been stolen. The person in charge of the auction house, Deke, seems to be preparing to escape." His subordinates reported quickly.

"Dai~Ke?" Doflamingo crossed one foot, reclined on the seat, tapped one finger on the luxurious armrest of the seat, and the corners of his mouth gradually curled up. After a while, his voice Then it rang again:

"It must be the long-hand clan!"

"Yes!"

"Looks like my business in the East China Sea is going to be gone, blah blah blah blah!"

A low laugh came, and his subordinates lowered their heads, with cold sweat on their foreheads.

"Go and notify Baby-5 and Buffalo to clean up Dyke and bring back everything from the auction house!" Doflamingo said nonchalantly.

When his men were about to exit the hall, he seemed to remember something, and added: "And the consignment guy, kill them together, don't let him ruin the reputation of the Don Quixote family, bah-bah-bah-bah-bah. !”

The wooden door closes.

Don Quixote was reclining on a chair, and the sunlight was slanting down from the window.

He looked at the colorful windows quietly, recalling the information he got from the underground world, and the smile on his face gradually grew bigger and bigger.

"A new era is coming!"

His weird laughter echoed in the empty palace.

……

In Marine Fando, in the Navy Headquarters conference room, the original team that met an hour ago gathered together again.

Looking at each other.

Probably no one expected that they would be summoned twice in one day.

The expression on everyone's face is different.

Some young navy officers who were promoted to lieutenant general in recent years looked incredulous:

"Hero Garp... actually failed!"

For these marines who have grown up listening to the legend of Garp since childhood, Garp's status in their hearts is comparable to that of a god!

They never imagined that "Naval Hero" Garp would also fail one day, and it was still in the poor and weak East China Sea.

Stirres coughed twice.

Although as one of the cards of the Navy and the World Government, Garp rarely gets negative news.

But any lieutenant general who has worked with him will understand that this maverick hero is not as brilliant as the rumors say.

Even too down-to-earth!

mission failed?

A common thing!

Several times a year!

Sometimes anyone who is not blind can see that the naval hero deliberately let the pirates go, but when this man laughs and calls everyone to pretend they didn't see it, who can refuse?

Even in the strictly disciplined navy, he is so free and unruly. Perhaps, this is why many juniors in the navy admire him so much!

Justice is as strong as the sun, but it is not dazzling at all. An iron fist is indestructible, but it is also gentle!

Whether he is real or rumored, he is a well-deserved naval hero!

It's just that this incident was so bad...could there be some hidden secret in it?

At the first moment, Stirres chose to believe Garp, which was also the thought of most of the lieutenant generals present.

But the voice of the Warring States Period broke their illusions.

"Garp did miss!" He said solemnly: "The opponent seems to have fish-man blood!"

Hearing this, many lieutenant generals frowned - the murloc bloodline is indeed the unique darling of this sea!

If you just hide, let alone the Lieutenant General, even Shark Chili Sauce can't do anything about it!

It’s not surprising that the naval hero has been lost.

Warring States looked at the Vice Admiral with different expressions below, and thought of the information sent back by Garp, and felt a little headache for a moment.

——A master of swordsmanship, some kind of self-healing flame, fish-man bloodline...

Any one of these three things would be troublesome, but now they are all gathered in one person, which makes people's heads explode!

Warring States felt that he might never be able to comb his afro hair down for the rest of his life.

He distributed the compiled information.

There was a brief silence in the venue, and only the rustling of paper could be heard.

After a while, we came to the final stage of the meeting - discussing the bounty!

In terms of pursuit, Garp continues to be in charge. They gather together and only need to give a suitable number.

After a few seconds of silence, Giant Lieutenant General John Giandot finally couldn't help but speak first...

……

The next day, the latest issue of the newspaper from the World Economic News Agency flew to all parts of the country with the paper bird.

In Imro Town, Dada happily ran back to the farm holding the newspaper.

From afar, she chirped like a cheerful little sparrow: "Grandpa, there is a reward for Mo Jing!"

Old man Ken, who was sitting on the threshold drinking water, almost choked on a sip of water.

I couldn't help but want to yell,

This is a reward. Is there a reward?

It means that boy has posed a threat to the world government and navy!

Why does it sound like a great honor?

But looking at his granddaughter's happy appearance, the old man couldn't say a word.

I just wish I had lured the wolf into the house...

However, he still pretended to be calm and said:

"It's been almost half a month since I posted the reward, and it doesn't look that powerful!"

Hell, it’s only half a month!

Is this kid a born criminal?

Dada took off her shoes and sat on the fence next to her, laughing and swaying her smooth feet happily. Her milky white skin reflected a delicate luster in the sun, as if the aroma of milk was about to overflow.

She looked at the reward list over and over again.

This is a sideways photo. Mo Jing is lowering his head and handling the sashimi seriously. The sea breeze blows the hair on his forehead, and a few strands of hair block his eyes. There is a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. The whole person looks peaceful and peaceful. Tranquil.

This is a photo of Mo Jing taken by reporters at the Green Pine Sea Banquet.

What actually happened at that time was that a gust of sea breeze blew a few hairs into his eyes, and Mo Jing couldn't help but grinned and blinked hard...

It can only be said that this reporter has practiced taking pictures to a certain level of perfection. If he were just one second faster or slower, he would not be like this!

cough cough...

Old man Ken coughed twice and asked nonchalantly:

"How many million is the reward?"

Based on his experience, a young pirate who has just debuted with a bounty of more than 500 million is considered extremely vicious.

Mo Jing's words, according to his observations in the past two years, although his strength is good, he is quite peaceful.

The bounty should be less than 500 million.

Although he may not have much face among fellow pirates, in Old Man Ken's view, this amount is just right. He belongs to the type that has no potential to go further and just goes home without anyone caring about him.

Dada carefully counted the zeros on the reward order:

"One, two, three..." he said in surprise: "One hundred million Baileys!"

puff! !

Old Man Ken's furious voice sounded in the dairy farm: "I'm going to kill him now, no one can stop me!"

What followed was Dada's silvery laughter.