One Piece's Strongest Ice Dragon

Chapter 140 Are you talking about those bugs?

After listening to the drunkard's self-report, Haku sighed faintly.

Indeed, I couldn't find a reason to fight him.

"In other words, you decided to leave and find a place where no one knows to start your life again? Do you think the world government will not trouble you?"

As Haku said, he glanced at the old ghost who was being sorted out by his own people.

In any case, the dead are the greatest.

Let him go with peace of mind, this is what Haku feels must be done.

Opposite Haku, the swordsman drunkard held a wine gourd, raised his hand several times and put it down again.

"So what?" He smiled bleakly: "I'm just a useless person now, even if I don't escape, those who go back and wait for us will be held accountable and then executed."

"If you run away, there is at least a sliver of hope." Having said this, the drunkard turned his head to look at the kid who was being harassed by Sabo, and smiled softly: "And, that child, don't have to continue living in this disgusting and disgusting dark world." , isn't it good?"

"Uh, for the sake of the child?" Haku also turned around, looked at Sabo who was jumping up and down like a monkey, and smiled.

"for the kids!"

On the other hand, Sabo tried hard to build a good relationship with the kid, and kept asking questions.

"Hey, is your hair natural? It's so white."

"Wow! Is this gun yours? Cool!"

"Hey, look, we're about the same height!"

creak!

A cross was creased on the kid's forehead, and he tried hard to restrain his urge to shoot at it.

"Shut up, ugly bastard!"

"Uh..." Sabo froze for a second, then took off his hat indifferently, making the burn scar on his left face more clearly visible.

"This is not ugly, the scar is the symbol of the man at sea, it is our glory!"

Saying that, Sabo looked at the kid with disgust: "Speaking of which, you can't see any scars on your body, so you don't dare to fight, do you?"

puff.
Haku and the drunkard were choked up at the same time.

Don't dare to fight?Don't make random judgments, you domineering fellow who failed the pass!The smell of blood on his body is several times that of yours, okay?
The little ghost looked sad. Is it my fault for not having a scar?Blame me for being a sniper?
"Speaking of which, you have also prepared a ship to leave Crisvia, right?" Haku said, looking left and right: "However, where is your ship?"

It looks big here, but there is no dark corner.They stayed here for a few days and could ascertain that there were no other ships here.

"That's it?" The drunkard hesitated for a while, as if he was considering whether the other party was worthy of trust or not.

But when he saw Sabo, he relaxed.

It shouldn't be a bad person to be able to raise such a bastard, right?

So people who raise huskies are not bad!Must have a good temper!
If Sabo knew what the alcoholic was thinking, his face might turn black.

The drunkard who came to the conclusion stood up, jumped to the stone wall by the river, picked up his saber, and inserted the hilt into a pit that looked like it had been eroded by the wind.

A twist.

Crack clap.

Accompanied by a slight vibration, under Haku's hellish eyes, the stone wall slowly retracted to both sides, revealing a neat and flat metal warehouse behind.

Inside the warehouse, a medium-sized sailboat with a dark body was quietly sleeping there. With the opening of the door, the waves flowed, and the sail swayed gently with the waves.

Haku stared at the sailboat dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

Just about to ask, the drunkard looked at him strangely.

At the moment, Haku didn't care about his own problems, and asked, "Is there any problem?"

"Ah, this." The drunkard looked at the river under the other party's boat: "That, don't you know?"

"What should we know?" Haku suddenly had a bad feeling for some reason.

The drunkard pointed to the river and said: "There is a group of ghost-faced sea worms that eat everything here. It is a place where Jones uses to deal with prisoners. Generally speaking, ships docked here will be eaten up in less than a day."

"Just now you said that you stayed here for a few days. Uh, you guys are really lucky!" The drunkard could only sigh with emotion.

"Hey, uncle, are you talking about a kind of washbasin-sized, white sea worm that looks a bit like a spider?"

At this time, Sabo leaned over with a curious face.

"Well, that's right." The drunkard nodded, and then asked curiously, "Why, have you met before?"

"That's not true." Sabo turned his head and pointed in the direction of the cave exit: "But we will meet soon!"

"Huh?" Haku and the drunkard looked up at the same time, their faces turned dark as if they were armed and domineering.

I saw a sea of ​​white insects that was densely packed like a tide, and the number was not a few hundred or a few thousand, but a question of how many tens of thousands!
"Damn it!"*2
strange ceiling
wrong!

With a sudden leap Jones jumped out of the bed on which he lay.

"Ouch!!!"

In the room, the black panther Gangying, who was sleeping soundly, felt his tail being pressed by something, and let out a painful howl.

"Gangying!!!" Jones exclaimed in surprise, then carefully moved his foot away, and gently stroked his partner.

"Great, you're not dead."

"It's not dead, you have to thank me very much..." A slightly thin figure appeared in the room, accompanied by a icy cold wind.

"Because it is really not an easy task to find a qualified veterinarian in Crisvia Island at this time."

Gang Ying, who was lying on the ground, felt the breath of the person coming, and shivered subconsciously.

Although the voice changed, Jones could still recognize who it was.

"What the hell are you going to do?!" Jones turned around warily, staring at Loya with his unbound eye.

When he saw Luo Ya's appearance clearly, he couldn't stop feeling emotional in his heart.

The navy that defeated him is really, too young!

Even though the skin became a little rough due to exercise and the sea breeze, it was still difficult to conceal a trace of childishness on the other party's face.

At most, 20 years old, right?

Jones guessed.

This is a victory for Babyface!

For Jones' strange look, Luo Ya only thought that the other party was wondering what he had done, and didn't care too much.

At this time, he changed into a close-fitting casual outfit, holding a glass of smoothie in his hand, just like a tourist.

But what he did has nothing to do with tourism.

When he came to sit on the chair by the window, Luo Ya crossed his legs and ate smoothies, looking very leisurely.

The other party didn't speak, so Jones naturally didn't dare to move. He looked at Gang Ying, who was resting on the ground, and sat cross-legged beside it.

After a while, Luo Ya, who finished eating the smoothie, said slowly, "You know, I actually hate Tianlong people."

Jones listened quietly, without saying a word.

"So thank me, I didn't kill you after knowing that you are a Tianlongren." Luo Ya's tone suddenly became cold, and a strong killing intent surged out, but he immediately took it back.

"I know you're wondering why I want to spare your life. I'm not afraid to tell you, if I wanted to learn your technique before, so that you can't detect it. Now, it's just because of Minnie."

Hearing this familiar name, Jones' eyelids trembled unconsciously, and his muscles tensed: "Minnie! Tell me, what happened to her?!"

"Ah la la, it's scary." Luo Ya pretended to be possessed by the yellow monkey and the green pheasant, completely ignoring Jones' dark old face.

"She's not dead yet, don't worry." Loya said, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth: "But whether she will die or not depends on how you behave next."

In the first half, Jones felt relieved from the bottom of his heart, but in the second half, he suddenly felt like getting angry.

In the end, you are not threatening yourself with your own sister. No matter how much you talk, how are you different from those hated Tianlong people!
(End of this chapter)