Hals easily knocked them down.

The cause of things is simple.

Hals took a fancy to a Tyrannosaurus rex.

Forehead. . . . .

The wording seems wrong.

He looked at a tyrannosaurus rex and thought it looked a lot like today's dinner.

Then I had a little exchange with it and asked why it looked so long like today's dinner.

Then two giants jumped out, saying that they would try to see who would knock it down first.

Hals refused to accept it, obviously he saw it himself.

The last three fought.

Hals easily knocked them down.

Then they chatted for a while, and they regarded Hals as a friend.

Hals had set a mark on them.

If possible, then maybe let the two of them help or something, and then send the two of them over.

However, the stronger the strength, the more magic power needs to be consumed.

It's a little troublesome.

However, although the strength of the two is not bad, they are at most at the level of lieutenant generals.

Hals left and went elsewhere.

After many twists and turns, well, not many people came to Whiskey Mountain.

"This is Whiskey Mountain."

"After a while, I'm ready to go."

"Here are bounty hunters catching pirates."

"Although we won't be caught so easily, but..."

Hals said here and looked at Nami.

"Your current body's defense is still too weak. It's better to stay on the boat. The boat can protect you."

"However, it would be nice if there were others."

"I'll go to the top of the Whiskey Mountain to look for information."

Hals got off the boat, and then looked at the area with the cemetery above the Whiskey Peak.

"By the way, many people died in this place."

"Be careful."

Hals was actually just here at this moment, wanting to see if there was Wei Wei.

because. . . . . .

If there is one less Qiwuhai, maybe the probability of becoming Qiwuhai will be even greater.

As for disposing of Qiwuhai, there is no need to cover up too much.

After all, Crocodile wants to subvert the entire country, so. . . . .

The world government is very afraid of this kind of thing. It only needs to tell the world government the news. No, to be precise, it is enough to let everyone believe it.

The world government will have to pretend to believe it, and then follow Hals' plan.

that is. . . . . .

Now see if you can see that person.

Hals walked towards Whiskey Hill.

"Ah la la, are you a pirate?"

"Yes."

Hals didn't walk for long before he saw a person coming to greet him.

The one in front of him was an uncle who didn't look sloppy. Although he wasn't dressed very gorgeously, at least he still looked classy, ​​and he even wore a little perfume.

I feel like a clean uncle.

It feels good at first glance.

At the same time, it can also make people less wary of it.

"Welcome, this is the island where pirates are welcome, called Whiskey Peak."

The uncle spoke to Hals with a very kind smile on his face.

It's just that, in Hals' view, it's not that friendly.

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