Pirate's Steel Chain Finger

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On the special passenger ship, the service staff walking through the luxurious restaurants on the ship are all directly affiliated with the World Government, but neither the maid nor the foreman are afraid to vent their anger loudly at this moment. .biqugev For no other reason than the two people on the sofa were not easy to mess with.

One is a cold and moody man who is recognized as the world's strongest swordsman; the other is a mafia leader who almost single-handedly wiped out three of the most powerful pirates in Paradise and their henchmen with violence. . At this moment, the two people sitting on both sides of the dining table stared at each other in silence, and the sense of oppression in the air became stronger.

A green-haired young maid with freckles on her face came to the dining table carrying a plate with ice-cold sparkling water, and shakily placed the sparkling water in front of the two of them. But because his hands were shaking so much, he accidentally spilled the glass of sparkling water in front of Hawkeye.

Whoa-!

Although it didn't splash on Hawkeye, the sparkling water still covered the tabletop in front of Hawkeye.

The world's strongest swordsman finally stopped looking at Victor, and his sharp golden eyes moved to the panicked pale face of the maid. Just a hint of the astonishing murderous aura that Victor had been bearing head-on was revealed, and the maid's legs became weak and she collapsed directly on the ground, sweating profusely as if she was going to faint in the next second.

"It's just a glass of sparkling water, don't be so stingy." At this time, a gentle voice pulled the maid back from the abyss of panic and despair. As she slumped on the ground, she only heard the gentleness of the handsome blond mafia leader. He said quietly, "Mr. Mihawk, how about I give you this glass of sparkling water to drink first?"

"Huh..." 'Hawkeye' Zhurokiel Mihawk snorted coldly, leaned back on the sofa with his legs crossed, his arms crossed, and his murderous aura dissipated.

Victor smiled and winked at the frightened maid, "You can't let us clean the table ourselves? I don't care, Mr. Mihawk's clothes are difficult to wash."

"Ah! Hug, sorry!! I'll wipe it right away!!" The maid woke up in a dream, quickly got up and took out the rag she brought with her to wipe the table in front of Hawkeye Mihawk clean, then bowed deeply and trembled. He said in a loud voice, "I'll go get another drink right away. Please, please wait a moment."

As she walked past Victor holding the dinner plate, the maid plucked up the courage and whispered with a blushing face, "Thank you, thank you..." After saying that, she hurried to the back of the restaurant to get a drink.

"...Should I say you have no pretensions? Or should I say you are compassionate?" Hawkeye Mihawk became even more interested in Victor. He had a feeling that the blond man in front of him was similar to his old rival in some ways.

"Just because they have no interest in embarrassing civilians and the weak." Victor picked up the cup and took a sip of ice-cold sparkling water. "They have worked very hard just to survive in this era. If they want to fight, there are so many powerful people in this sea. What about Mr. Mihawk? I think Mr. Mihawk has the same idea, right?"

Rarely, a smile appeared on Mihawk's thin lips.

At this time, the foreman of the restaurant on board personally came forward with a bottle of fine wine, respectfully poured about 35 glasses for Mihawk and Victor, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, the maid just now is new. This The bottle is the 1310-year-old Wessacco wine that is popular among the world’s nobility, and I would like to invite two adults to taste it slowly.”

The foreman bowed again after finishing speaking, and was stopped by Victor when he was about to leave.

"I think the lady just now didn't mean it. Please don't blame her too much, okay?" Victor's smile was still full of warmth.

"Yes. Thank you for your kindness." The foreman bowed respectfully and left.

Mihawk picked up the wine glass as he was doing, then shook it before bringing it to his nose, sniffed it, and took a small sip with satisfaction.

Victor looked at Mihawk suspiciously and asked in a strange tone, "...The reason why you scared that poor girl just now was just to get the head waiter to change the sparkling water into wine for you, right?"

Mihawk didn't bother to talk to Victor, and just drank on his own.

The atmosphere in the restaurant is undoubtedly much calmer than before.

Generally speaking, if you want to go to Mariejoia, you must take the Bubble Cable Car located directly below the Red Continent and reach the Holy Land Mariejoia at the top of the Red Continent by vertical lifting. Except for rare circumstances, this bubble cable car is only open to the world's nobles, the Celestial Dragons.

But if you take a special passenger ship sailed by the Navy Headquarters, you can reach this tallest and most vast continent located in the center of the entire world's seas through the Navy's dedicated ship.

This majestic land is where the descendants of the Creator live, and its name is——!

Not long after, the luxury passenger ship slowly docked at the Holy Land, Mariejoia. It is entirely made of solid-color marble and is neatly laid out, making it look luxurious and noble.

Along the way, you can see the majestic fortress located in the center of the Holy Land, Mariejoia! This towering city symbolizes the highest power in the world. Even the kings who join the World Government must lower their noble heads in this castle of power.

Only! Only then can we win dignity!

"Notification! Jurokiel Mihawk has arrived!"

""Information! Mafia Victor arrives! "

There are three "Tianlong Gates" outside the main entrance of Pangu City, and each gate is heavily guarded. At this moment, the armored and fully armed guards stretched their bodies upright and watched in awe as the swordsman in black carrying a huge cross sword and the mafia leader in a black cloak walked slowly through the Tianlong Gate.

It is no exaggeration to say that the two people in front of them can already represent the top level of power in this sea.

Gathering great power within themselves, they cannot be defeated by "number of people", and possess the power to overthrow the country. Each one's past is more thrilling, twists and turns than what is written in the novel. They are the heroes chosen by God, the born kings!

Pangu City,.

In this splendid hall, five old people were sitting or standing, but the topic of discussion was only related to one person.

"Finally...go and summon him to come here." The old man with blond hair and short beard ordered the guard kneeling on the carpet.

"We have a lot to talk about with this 'evil chain'..."

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