One Piece: Musicians and Generals.

"Pluto Rayleigh, and... Xia Qi on Rocks' ship!" Moria was shocked. There has been no news about these people at sea recently. Most of them have chosen to retire!

"I've finished my drink. I'll be leaving first. Bye, Uncle Rayleigh, and Sister Xia Qi." Lan Xina smiled adorably and then walked towards the door.

"Don't go, you little girl..." Moria gritted his teeth. What happened just now made him look bad. He couldn't let this ignorant girl go easily.

"Hey, your time is precious, please don't waste it on a little girl like me. But I still want to advise you, big brother, don't think you are so great just because you are a supernova. There are so many great people in the sea. I hope we will have a chance to meet again next time."

Lan Xina's coy demeanor made people feel reluctant to scold her and they just wanted to take good care of her. Moria was still young after all, and although his anger had not completely subsided, he was not that irritable either. What's more, there were two great gods here who could not allow him to be too presumptuous!

Lan Xina left the tavern and walked around. Most of the shops on the street were small stalls, with only a few.

There was some commotion ahead, and someone was running over in a hurry, "Hurry... hurry up... the Celestial Dragons are coming! Put them away!"

The vendor next to Lan Xina obviously didn't look very strong, but he packed up his things very quickly and pushed the cart into the alley. For a moment, there were only people on the street with no other obstacles!

As expected of the Celestial Dragons! As soon as they come out, the streets must be clear and free of obstacles, the people must kneel down to welcome them, and the navy is their gun. Under such circumstances, they will not resist them.

Everyone knelt down except Lan Xina. A woman wearing a headscarf next to her, holding a child in her arms, kindly pulled the corner of Lan Xina's clothes and said, "Little girl, they are Celestial Dragons. Don't stand there! This is disrespectful to them! People may die!" The woman advised kindly.

Lan Xina: Celestial Dragons? I’m not afraid of them!

Lan Xina looked at the woman's face and felt it was not good to let her down. It would be bad if the Celestial Dragons made things difficult for the people around them because of her. The Celestial Dragons were idiots who could do anything. To describe them, they were both incompetent and pretentious. She didn't believe that they were the descendants of God!

Which god's descendants are so rubbish! If this is true, this is not the Great Pirate Era, but the Age of Peace.

Lan Xina compromised, hugged her knees and squatted down, like a cauliflower mouse stealing chestnuts, with her hair still braided, holding the veil to cover herself. Looking at the shameless look of the Tianlong man, he looked like a perverted pervert! Maybe she would be targeted.

Lan Xina still knows that her charm is very high, so sisters should have this confidence!

As the Tianlong people's car got closer and closer, the atmosphere became more and more anxious and depressing! Even the breathing was light, and many people were sweating profusely. They hoped that the Tianlong people would get over this quickly and not find fault with them again. They also didn't want to cause any trouble, otherwise they would really die!

Lan Xina covered her face tightly, leaving only a pair of shiny black eyes exposed to observe the situation.

The man with triangular green hair and a fish tank-shaped air filter sitting on the carriage was holding a whip and hitting the man who was kneeling and crawling in front of him hard. There were hoof-shaped marks on the man's body, which were the marks left by the Celestial Dragons on their property!

Looking at the scars on the man's body, crisscrossed with new scars on old ones, he looked haggard and it seemed like he wouldn't live for many days. And looking at the expression on his face, it seemed that he had become numb and accustomed to such orders and scolding!

"You're such a loser, move now!" Saint Don Quixote Musgarud whipped the man with the whip, and the man could only move slowly.

Lan Xina looked at this scene, her nails pierced her palms. No wonder they came so slowly. As a slave of a mobile tool, she was almost dead! Staying in the hands of the Celestial Dragons was worse than being in the Golden Push City. At least she could get some self-esteem, but if she existed as a slave in the Holy Land of Mary Joa, she would have nothing!

A slave who can be used as such a tool must be tall, and such a figure is often seen among pirates. This man has many scars on his body and has been captured for three months.

As luck would have it, the Celestial Dragons' chariot stopped in front of Lan Xina. Perhaps the noise was too loud, the child in the woman's arms woke up and started crying loudly.

"What's that sound! How dare you cry loudly in front of me? This is a great disrespect to us Tianlong people!" The male and female Tianlong people got off the carriage.

"Kill them!" Saint Don Quixote Musgarud pointed at the child and ordered the navy man accompanying him, who was a colonel from the Sabaody Archipelago.

"But they are civilians!" The colonel showed an expression of pity and tried to stop the Celestial Dragons from making their decision, but all he got in return was a whip.

Don Quixote Musgard swung his holy whip with an arrogant look on his face, "We are the descendants of God. This world exists under the rule of the Celestial Dragons. Are you questioning the God Code?"

The colonel also knew that as a navy he was supposed to serve the Celestial Dragons, and he couldn't bear to attack this child, but there was nothing he could do. This was the decision of the Celestial Dragons, and there are always many things in the world that are beyond one's control!

The marine raised his gun tremblingly, his hands shaking badly, but the Celestial Dragon gave an order, "You useless piece of trash, I'll do it myself!" He raised his pistol and fired.

Lan Xina, who was below, activated her Observation Haki and flicked her fingers. A group of golden musical staves wrapped around the bullet, stopping it from moving forward.

Saint Don Quixote Musgard saw that his attack had stopped, and decided to fire again, but he didn't expect the bullet to fall to the ground just after it left the gun.