Pirate's Steel Chain Finger

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The shiny black leather shoes walked slowly on the marble floor covered with gravel and dust, and the sound of crisp footsteps echoed in the silent hall.

The battle between the two ancient weapons from the outside world seems to be completely unable to affect this power, as if it is isolated from the world.

Every time the footsteps echoed, Wu Laoxing couldn't help but retreat slightly. Even though they were immortal and transcended the concept of human beings, they instinctively felt fear when facing Victor who stood on top of the world.

Finally, Victor walked to the center of the hall, while Wulaoxing retreated to the window, unable to retreat.

"It seems that you don't want to buy me a drink. It's a pity. I thought we had such a pleasant chat years ago, at least this reunion will have a warm start." Victor stood in the hall, his handsome face seemed perfect God: "Oh, I'm sorry. Is this bad environment making you less interested? Please wait a moment."

Victor snapped his fingers, and the ripples of the zipper spread rapidly around him, sweeping away all the dust and gravel wherever the ripples went. The entire hall took on a new look, recreating its former glory and luxury.

In this resplendent and resplendent hall, the disgraced Wu Laoxing looked out of place.

A round table made entirely of zippers and five luxurious high-backed chairs floated from the ground, and six goblets appeared on the round table afterward.

Wu Laoxing watched all this in silence, no matter how angry or aggrieved he was, he dared not speak out.They are just immortal, not powerhouses with terrifying power, and they are no more threatening than five old cats with their teeth and claws in front of the fierce chain.

"There are no drinks stored here. It doesn't matter. I brought a bottle of good wine from my hometown, Johnnie Walker. You will definitely like it."

A handle of wine appeared in Victor's hand, and he poured half a cup for each goblet. He looked up at the five old stars huddled in the corner, and couldn't help but chuckled, "I still remember whether we were in person or on the phone. We all had a great time chatting when we contacted each other, but now we are actually becoming estranged. Please take a seat."

Just hooking their fingers, Wu Laoxing immediately felt stiff all over, and an invisible force forcibly pulled them to the five high-back chairs and sat down.Five goblets floated in front of them, and Wulaoxing could even see his frightened and angry eyes from the reflection of the glass walls.

The blond old man with a short beard was already grumpy, and coupled with his constant hostility towards Victor, he could no longer control his emotions. He suddenly slapped the goblet in front of him and roared, "You are a humble, ant-like son of a fisherman. How dare you be so presumptuous to us? You should be a humble fisherman like your parents who died long ago."

Click.

The neck of the blond man with short beard made a dull sound of bones breaking, and a pair of invisible hands easily turned his head twice. The corpse twitched reflexively before sliding off the high-back chair, lying on the ground. On the cold marble floor, glass shards and red wine stained his very luxurious dress.

The other four five old stars were terrified. Immortality does not mean immortality. Only then did they realize that they are also mortals and will die.

"It seems that the old man is a little emotional, but it doesn't matter, he has calmed down now."

Victor held the goblet with one hand and smiled warmly, "Everyone, let's drink to our reunion after a year."

The other four five-old stars picked up the goblet in front of them with slightly trembling hands, drank it down in one gulp while trembling, and even spilled a lot of it on the corners of their mouths and clothes, looking even more embarrassed.

Seeing that Victor also drank his glass of wine comfortably, the old man in the map took courage and said, "Victor, even if you kill us all, it won't help. Why don't you have a good talk? I know you have been protecting the people on this sea." Civilians, the same goes for us. Wouldn't it be better for those civilians if we work together?"

"Yes, Victor, it was our fault before, but you killed most of the powerful men in the navy and the world government, and you got angry, right?" The old man with long hair and beard ignored his messy hair and beard and wiped his head. Wiping the remaining red wine from the corner of his mouth, he said, "If the King of Heaven and Pluto continue to fight, Coral and the Hunter Association will probably suffer heavy losses. Why don't we sit down and have a good talk."

The old man with black hat and dreadlocks became more like a frail old man after losing his crutches. He said in a low voice, "The assets of the world government are so huge that you can't imagine. With the size of the Coral and Hunter Association, I'm afraid it won't be able to handle them all in another ten years. Let us It will be much faster to deal with it. And there is a lot of extremely secret information that only we know for hundreds of years. Spare our lives, and we will give you unimaginable rewards."

Victor slowly poured himself another half glass of wine, swaying the glass and smiling as he listened to the three old men's painstaking persuasion. After the three of them finished speaking, they turned to look at the bald old man who had been silent. "Old gentleman, among the five old stars, you are the only one who has been relatively kind to me. Why, do you have nothing to say to me?"

The bald old man never let go of his cherished sword. His face looked haggard and decayed, and he whispered in a low voice, "If you really have anything to say now, I regret why I chose to support you in becoming the king." The Shichibukai led to the current situation."

"Old Man Dao, you..." The other three Five Old Stars suddenly became anxious and angered the evil chain. What if he kills us all?

"No, think about it again. Even if you are not the King of the Shichibukai, a naturally extraordinary man like you will have countless other ways to rise. It's just that becoming the King of the Shichibukai is a relatively convenient way. For "

The bald old man smiled miserably, "The other three idiots still think that you can spare their lives, but they don't know that you have sentenced us to death since the first phone bug meeting in Tanar Town."

The other three looked at the bald old man dumbfounded, and turned to look at Victor with a ten thousandth hope.

Victor shook the wine glass gently in his hand, the smile on his face remained unchanged, still as gentle as the breeze.

The three people understood everything immediately, held their heads in their hands in despair, and cried silently.

Only the bald old man stood up tremblingly with the knife in his arms. He tried his best to straighten his back, pulled out the sword in his hand and pointed it at Victor, "It's been a hundred years, at least until the end. Let me die with dignity."

Victor's smile faded slightly, and the wine in his hand disappeared, replaced by the flaming magic sword. He held the hilt of the sword with his right hand and lowered it, while his left hand touched his chest and bowed slightly towards the bald old man.

"my pleasure."