"What do you want?" Sand Crocodile twitched the corner of his mouth: "Don't say these deceitful nonsense."

"I've already said about the 5 times the profit during the Crum period." Yaerlin said seriously: "There are still some things that are inconvenient for me to do. I need the Baroque studio to do it for me."

"That's all?" Shah Crocodile didn't believe in Yaerlin from the bottom of his heart. Judging from the information he got, as well as this contact, Yaerlin's appetite and ambition did not seem to be easily changed. Filled man.

"Otherwise?" Yaerlin raised his brows and said helplessly: "After all, I am wearing a navy coat, and neither the world government nor the navy headquarters will allow me to interfere too much in the changing circumstances of Alabasta. , I am not so much the commander of the naval branch stationed in Alabasta, but rather a spectator who has been dispatched to observe."

Yaerlin lowered his head, his military boots rubbed gently on the sand and made a "Zig" sound, he suddenly said: "The government of Alabasta, or the rebel armed forces, or the Baroque studio, or other hidden deeper The power and organization have nothing to do with me, I'm just an outsider watching the show."

Crocodile took out a cigar and lit it to his lips, staring at Arlin with crocodile-like eyes, without saying a word.

Chi!

The sharp slash will tear apart the sand layer between Arlin and Crocodile, and the bones of Hodgdon's body will be broken in response to the sound. Rotating inserts fall in the desert.

Bang!

Hodgton fell heavily to the ground, blood sprayed out from the big broken root at the mouth of the bowl, and half of his body and trouser legs were stained blood.

Daz Bonis cut off a stiff piece of flesh on his forearm that was overflowing with black blood, revealing the bones that looked like steel blades underneath. He glanced vigilantly at Yaerlin's position, seeing the latter's expression indifferent and no rescue action. , and then raised his knife with a cold smile, ready to kill Hockedon.

"Aren't you going to save your subordinates if you break an arm?" Crocodile breathed out a smoke ring for a while, and he saw nothing but ruthless indifference on Yaerlin's face.

"If one subordinate dies, just change another one. The burden has no value to continue to survive!" Yaerlin sneered without blinking his eyelids: "Where is the reason for rescuing subordinates over and over again, you are right, right? ?"

Crocodile observed Yaerlin's expression and tone, he found that the other party seemed to really care about the life and death of his subordinates, and turned to a laugh: "What a cruel and cruel character."

Chi!

The knife wind that slashed the air swept in, and suddenly a sand wall blocked it and was split into two halves in the air, and a hoarse voice came out, "This time, let's stay here for the time being!"

Daz Bonis heard Crocodile's order, and immediately withdrew his killing intent, tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes and wrapped it around his bleeding forearm, standing behind Crocodile.

Hodgdon got up from the ground, without the slightest panic in his pupils as he walked through the gate of hell, and stepped on the arm on the ground indifferently and sternly, as if it was a body that was discarded at will, not his own, he also Walking back to Yaerlin's back, his shoulders glowed with a crimson sheen as he walked, as if the edges of his muscles and bones were covered with a layer of viscous red slurry.

The smooth bone layer began to twist strangely, and the white calcium slurry was solidifying and shaping, but it was not like a human arm at all, but a hideous layer of bones extending outward, looking like a terrifying white The centipede drilled out from the arm inch by inch, and it extended to the ground and dragged it out for a length of two meters.

The dark blood leaked from the turbidity slowly flowed along the joints and stained it, and then condensed into a layer of weird flesh buds, which made people feel goosebumps all over their bodies.

"Interesting ability!" Crocodile's eyes flashed with a cold light, "I believe that if Colonel Arlin takes off his navy coat, he will also be a big pirate who will give the government a headache!"

"Just kidding, I can't bear to throw away the military uniform I'm wearing now." Yaerlin grinned, revealing his white teeth, and said meaningfully: "The navy is justice!"

"Justice!" Crocodile's lips moved, and there was an intriguing smile on his face. "A good start, I'm starting to believe that in the land of Alabasta, we will all get what we want."

"Happy cooperation!" The two ghosts were secretly cunning heroes who could eat people and don't spit out bones. At the same time, they sneered secretly in their hearts, and countless sinister and vicious calculations flashed in an instant, but on the surface they showed a sympathetic laugh at the same time.

A house made of solid gravel and black silk was newly built on the ruins of the baroque studio stronghold. The smell of blood in the air has been swallowed up by the overturned desert. Standing on the left and right at the door, in the flat and spacious but empty house, Crocodile and Arlin sat opposite each other.

Under Crocodile's **** is a cohesive chair with sturdy gravel. With a cigar in his hand, he spit out a smoke ring and said in a deep voice: "23 years ago, in Rogge Town, One Piece Gol D Roger was executed. At that time, I was standing there and saw with my own eyes that this mighty man had his head cut off."

"The corpse of the dead body~lightnovelpub.net~ his head rolled down, his eyes were still open when he died, and his mouth seemed to be laughing wildly. His blood soaked the execution platform, but What the navy didn't expect was that they wanted to use Roger's public execution to demonstrate the power of justice, but they didn't expect that Roger's blood would turn the whole sea red, an era of great pirates that was no longer under the control of the government. come."

"What do you think of Roger?" Yaerlin was sitting on the sofa woven with black threads, he was leaning halfway, also holding a burning cigar in his hand, and said lightly: "It's a pity that there are only tobacco and no alcohol, otherwise we can respect Roger's cup."

"Everyone who dies on this sea, their blood is the drink to pay homage to Roger." Crocodile sucked a cigar and said with emotion: "He is a successful person, he opened this The great era was great; however, he was also a loser because he fell at the beginning of the era."

Yaerlin squinted his eyes. He was too lazy to evaluate the dead. It was meaningless, whether it was the dead or the living. He looked at Crocodile and said quietly: " For careerists, this may be the best era, an unprecedented weak and weak government, no truth and justice, chaos and **** order... Hehe~ We have to thank Roger, we all like this era, so we Both like a turbulent Alabasta, and that's in our interest."