As for what would happen if he became an enemy of the club, Jones Dow didn't have to ask, and of course there seemed to be no need to ask now. The entire club was just an empty shell, and the only member of the club was the Navy's 153rd Branch.

Jones Dow didn't say he wanted to join the club, he just gave Yallin a deep look, got up slowly and left, and when he reached the door, he seemed to remember something and asked casually, "When will the next invitation to the club be?"

Yaerlin turned his head, pondered for a while and replied, "About a month!"

Forbigan looked at the back of Jones Dow leaving, the flesh on his fat cheeks huddled together, and his slender little eyes twinkled suspiciously at Yaerlin: "You don't need to report this kind of thing to Colonel Monka, Can you be your own boss?"

"Hey... Colonel Forbigan is very curious!" Yaerlin touched his eyelids and stared at Forbigan with cold eyes. He had to admit that the fat man was the most natural disguise, at least he couldn't see it at all. each other's eyes.

"Ah, I'm just idle and boring, and it's inevitable that I'm curious when I encounter interesting things." Fu Bigan smiled awkwardly, facing a second lieutenant whose rank was much lower than himself, but he didn't have the official air of a colonel at all. , he scratched his head and said, "How about I'll be the first to join this naval club?"

Yaerlin was stunned for a moment. He didn't think that anyone would join the club today. The real purpose was to complete his debut and get familiar with him so as to pave the way for the next real invitation.

"Why not?"

"Of course, yes!" Yaerlin grinned and said, "Don't you need to know more, or wait and see for a while?"

"I don't need to be so troublesome, I have nothing to lose anyway!" Fu Bigan waved his hand and said indifferently: "Unlike that guy Ricky, the sea area of ​​their 44th branch is very large, and the situation of our 65th branch is the same as your 153th branch. It’s almost the size of a slap, and there’s no need to worry about it. I think this Navy Club is very interesting, and I’ll just join it.”

"By the way, the first one to join, what's the benefit in the future, but take care of our 65th branch a lot." Forbigan's face was full of smiles, he took out a box of cigars from his arms and handed it to Yaerlin .

"The thief!"

Yaerlin took the cigar and made a preliminary judgment on the fat man in front of him. He laughed in his heart, and then said quietly, "I believe that Colonel Fubigan will not regret today's decision."

Among the flags with the weird fist facing each other, next to the seagull flag of the lonely 153 branch, the naval flag symbolizing the 65 branch is slowly rising, and the two flags make a hunting sound in the air!

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The deck was covered with blood and corpses. The cracks in the wooden board were filled with solidified black blood. The limp corpses collapsed on the deck. The pattern is splattered with blood, and from a distance, it really looks like a skeleton coming out of the blood.

"Tie the bag tightly, it will take a while, or it won't be too smelly." Crow stood in the center of the pile of corpses, blood stained on his cheek, he supported the frame with his wrist, frowning at The recruits who were carrying the corpses were a little worried. The bottom of the cabin was almost filled with corpses, and the whole ship had a faint smell of corpses.

"Would you like to throw all these corpses into the sea?" Crow had a thought in his heart, and then he was oppressed by him. He knew that the real purpose of Yaerlin's need for these corpses was not to water the flowerbeds. If It's such a boring purpose that he doesn't mind throwing it all away.

Unfortunately, no!

"Forget it, I can bear it for a while!" Crow wiped the blood on his face with a handkerchief, then turned to look at Nami, who was hiding in the corner of the boat with a pale face, and said, "Why are you unhappy? 30 million Bailey is about to get together!"

Nami stared at the packed pirate corpses, and the money that was sealed in **** boxes next to the corpses. She swallowed, but she never thought that what Chloe said would help her collect 3,000 in a month. Wan Baili, in such a terrifying way - kills and loots the pirates encountered at sea.

No, it can't be called killing, but it should be called slaughter... All the pirates who encountered the Red Skull flag were killed cleanly, without leaving a living hole, the bodies were packed and hidden in the bottom of the cabin, instead It is the money that is generously packed into boxes and placed on the deck.

She didn't know how to evaluate this kind of behavior, and she didn't know what kind of perverted interest the other party was holding back those corpses, she just witnessed those murlocs... Oh, Crow called them "recruits", she didn't Understand the meaning of the word, after all, those tireless, fearless killing machines and recruits have nothing to do with the title; all she knows is that the breath of her mouth and nose is filled with a strange rancid smell~lightnovelpub.net~she Hundreds of corpses piled up on the deck below.

"30 million Baileys are coming together!"

Nami murmured to herself, there was hardly any trace of blood on her distorted face due to panic, and after a long while, she seemed to wake up from the throbbing fear, and plopped down on the boxes with the solidified black blood. , Tears flowed down her pale face, and a look of "hope" appeared in her trembling beautiful eyes.

Hope breeds in the blood, and holiness breeds in the stench. Cloe's lenses reflect this strange and beautiful picture.

"I don't know if you are a pirate!" Nami wiped away her tears, stood up and stared at Chloe seriously and said, "Thank you, you saved Cocosia!"

"Rescue?" Chloe wiped the blood from the cat's claws and let out a cold and inexplicable laughter, which made Nami's skin get goosebumps.

Chloe had his back turned to Nami, and the slaughtered pirate ship on the opposite side was set on fire. The faint fire was reflected in his pupils. He said in a voice that only he could hear: "The meaningless hope and Thanks, I'm just...I'm just trying to get the results I want!"

Nami stared fixedly at Chloe's back, feeling as if the other party was always shrouded in a strange mist, unable to see his intentions, unable to see through his purpose, and unable to tell which words he said were. True, which sentence is false.

She squatted down quietly, hugged the box firmly, and repeated over and over again: "It's all set, finally it's all set... Kokosia is waiting for me, and I will take you out of the dragon's hands. Bought it back."

The cold sea breeze whistled, brushing Nami's hair, and the icy sea drowned the burning wreck, as if weeping and telling the deepest despair that it seems that hope comes...