As if he didn't hear Sabo coming in, Dorag held his forehead with his prosthetic limbs, and sat at the table with a frown on his face.

"Please eat something. Kerla has heated it up three times."

Sabo carefully placed the food in his hand on the table.

He knew that Dorag, who had lost his limbs, was in a bad mood, so he tried to move as lightly as possible.

On the day Dorag escaped, everyone was shocked by the injuries on his body. Sabo can still remember the horrific wound on his face clearly today.

None of the doctors in the Revolutionary Army dared to say that Dragon could survive.

The result was that Dorag survived, but his face was wrapped in thick bandages, leaving only a pair of eyes filled with anger.

"How many times have I told you not to come in and disturb me when I'm thinking!"

Dorag suddenly overturned the food brought by Sabo and slapped Sabo hard on the face.

As a result, a prosthetic limb flew out.

Both of them were stunned.

"I'm sorry Sabo, I couldn't control myself these past few days. Please don't come to me again." Dorag apologized.

"It's alright, Lord Dorag."

Sabo smiled gently, and with a red and swollen face, he went to pick up the prosthetic limb that had fallen far away for Dragon, picked up the broken food on the ground, and left the room silently.

Sabo stopped Kerla who wanted to rush in and shook his head at her, "Don't go. Lord Dorag needs someone to calm down."

Kella pursed her lips and looked like she was about to cry. "Lord Dorag's temper has been getting worse these days. I'm worried..."

"Shh!" Sabo made a hushing gesture and pulled Kerla away from the door.

Dorag sat in the room, looking at the candlelight and prosthetic limbs in front of him. The expression on his face changed from reminiscence to regret, from despair to madness, and finally turned into calmness.

During the World Conference, he deeply understood the strength of the World Government.

Relying on their revolutionary army, even if they overthrew all the rule in the world, they still could not move the World Government at all.

They are like a big tree, firmly rooted in this world.

If you want this destructive tree, you have to destroy the world together!

Without destruction, there is no construction; without death, one can survive.

All temporary sacrifices are for the happiness of future generations!

……

"Aqiu~"

Lin Qi, who was far away in the West Sea, suddenly sneezed.

It's not easy to catch a cold with this kind of physical condition. Could it be that someone is scolding me behind my back?

“Brother Lin Qi, Brother Lin Qi!”

On the green playground, Bolita, with a baby face and big body, walked towards Lynch quickly, step by step.

Why is Bolita described as "one step at a time"?

Because...

Lynch's eyes stayed on the pair of proud, over-proportioned breasts in front of Bolita. Irene had really hurt Bolita badly.

After so many days, I still can't fully adapt to this body that is extremely difficult to operate.

"Speak slowly, don't be in a hurry."

The World Cup is too big and her body is that of a loli, so for Bolita this amount of exercise is no less than an ordinary person running 800 meters in one breath.

I was so tired that I was sweating profusely.

"Let me rest for a while. I can't stand steadily anymore."

Bolita dragged the World Cup onto Lynch's legs and breathed heavily, and suddenly felt his body lighten.

"Brother Lin Qi, I'm very nervous today. I suspect something has happened to Brother Tiqi. Please give him a call and check."

These days, Bolita couldn't help but think of the uneasy feeling that brother Teach talked about, and worried about him.

She had just had a dream in which brother Teach and Alice were both dead. Bolita was so scared that she ran over without stopping.

Lynch dialed Blackbeard's number and heard Blackbeard's voice on the other end of the phone. Then Lynch hung up.

Patting Bolita's little head, he said, "Okay, you don't have to worry about it now."

"Yeah, thank you, Brother Lin Qi."

Bolita was too worried about Tichy's safety to pay attention just now. Now she noticed where she put the World Cup and took it down with a blushing face.

"Sorry to bother you, I'm going back now~"

"Are you sure you can still walk back? Why don't you rest here for a while and I'll take you back."

Bolita hesitated for a moment, looking at the long road they had come from, and then looked at her loli body, and had to agree, "Thank you, Brother Lin Qi."

"Also, I'm not a real little loli, don't touch my head all the time!"

"Hahahahaha."

"What are you looking at? Who told you to rest? Why don't you keep running?"

Lynch noticed that Uta had secretly stopped to rest while he was not paying attention, and a tiny electric arc struck Uta's waist.

"It hurts!"

Uta's sportswear was soaked with sweat and stuck to her body. She protested seriously: "You are not my adoptive father, why do you order me to exercise! Why should I listen to you!"

"Because if your physique is strong enough, you can control the Demon King and save more people. Is this reason enough?"

There is no need to say much about how powerful Uta's Song Song Fruit is.

She has half the physical fitness of the old lady, and Lynch dares to take her to attack the holy land of Mary Joa overnight.

Uta, who can control the Demon King, is definitely the Creator God. Perhaps only Im and the leader of the Knights of God in the World Government can be Uta's opponents.

"As for why you have to listen to me, it's because if you don't I will hang you up and not give you any food," Lynch said with a smirk.

Uta had already accepted his fate like a little lamb, but when he heard these words, he stood up like a hedgehog again.

While running, he said unwillingly: "I will definitely let Shanks avenge me!"

"Stop talking. You might as well run a few more laps with that much energy. Look, Garrott, who came with you, has already run 30 laps."

Uta counted and found that he had only run 3 laps.

Look at Carrot who runs as fast as a rabbit.

No, she is a rabbit!

Why does she want to compare herself with a rabbit?

Lin Qi, who had nothing to do, started special training for several young people he liked in Xihai.

What Shanks didn't know was that while he was drinking happily, his daughter had been trained into the shape of Lynch...

Uta, who was so tired that he was paralyzed, was carried back by Lynch like a chicken.

"Lin, is this really okay for Brother Lin Qi?"

Since the position behind her back was occupied, Bolita, with her baby face and big breasts, had to sit behind Lynch's neck. The looks from the people around her made her wish she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

"Haha, what's wrong with that? Anyway, no one would doubt that you are an adult just by looking at your face."

Lynch felt like a full-time dad, carrying one child on his back.

Two little losers.

Of course, it would be better if Bolita didn't always bump into people.

Garrott followed behind, jumping and skipping, giving the feeling that he could run another 30 laps.

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