Behind a dune **** in the distance, Smog put the telescope on Daz Bonis's eyes, took it down after a while, and said with a sneer at the corners of his mouth, "You don't need translation, you should be able to guess that person. Report back, um, forget you can't speak."

Smog put on a leather glove on Daz Bonis' chin, and with a sudden clasp, the removed jaw joint snapped back in and made a "click", Daz Bonis coughed and said, "I If you don't know Mr.0's true identity, you don't have to waste your time."

"Yo, are criminals so loyal now?" Smog scratched his silver hair and joked: "Is it because I can't keep up with the pace of the era of pirates? Would you please tell me, How will Crocodile deal with people who betray the organization, especially a core high-level betrayal, is it more appropriate to choose to believe in his unyielding loyalty, or to try to kill people?"

"Despicable!" Daz Bowness lowered his head and spat.

"Look at this blood-stained desert, any means I use to deal with you are enough to be called kindness." A murderous intent appeared in Smogg's eyes: "I am a soldier and you are a thief, you better understand this. !"

If at first he tried to follow Wei Wei's testimony to investigate Alabasta, then now, Smoker wants to bring down the sand crocodile and send it to the big underwater prison in the push city, not just for a Big news, but also about justice.

"The king is under the Seven Martial Seas, this is a name that has resounded throughout an era." Smog lowered his head and made a wiping action at Daz Bonis, and said meaningfully: "The person who sits in this position has long since held his conscience. They were all swallowed, not to mention the coldest crocodile..."

Alabasta Navy Branch.

Daz Bonis, who said nothing, was locked in one of the dark rooms, while Smoker sat in the opposite room, with the slightly dim lampshade fastened to the top of the wall, reflecting two figures on the ground.

"What are we waiting for, Mr. 1 must know the evidence of Crocodile's crime. As long as we find a way to open his mouth, we can reveal his true face in front of everyone." Wei Wei said excitedly, she didn't understand Smoker circled around and waited for what.

Smoker took off his leather gloves and threw them on the table. He sat on an iron chair and habitually lit a cigar between his fingertips before saying, "An accusation is far from strong enough, some people are good at it. Sophistry and backlash, when I was in the East China Sea, I fell into such a big somersault at Yaerlin. I can’t make the same mistake at Sand Crocodile again. Waiting for the other party to make a mistake and take the bait, Mr.1 is enough as a bait, so don’t be in a hurry at this time, Crockdale must be more anxious than us.”

Weiwei calmed down, "Donghai, did you and Colonel Yaerlin once?"

"A humiliating story, I can only warn you, Vivi, the Yarlin you told is definitely not the guy I know, so I'm afraid what you see is just an illusion." Smog looked With Weiwei's disapproving expression, she didn't intend to explain any further, but instead she laughed at herself: "As I expected, Yaerlin is not dead!"

"What?" Weiwei widened her eyes.

"There is news from the East China Sea that he and Hawkeye Mihawk had a fight in the East China Sea. He went to the East China Sea at this time. He should have gone to see the Akainu General Sakaski." Smog pinched it. He lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes with smoke, "The news has been sent back to the headquarters for confirmation, there is nothing wrong."

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The night is like ink!

An inconspicuous merchant ship slowly ran aground on the shore, and a group of people dressed in long black hoods and their whole body seemed to be immersed in the darkness stepped down from the ship.

"Hey~ I can feel that this desert welcomes my return." The soles of his feet stepped on the desert, leaving thick footprints, which were soon buried by the wind and sand. Yaerlin lifted his hood and saw the cross pattern between his eyebrows. Under the moonlight, there was a deep cold light, and he could smell the deep desert under the soles of his feet. The endless black tentacles were like blood vessels that penetrated the entire desert, beating like a strong pulse.

Behind him, the ten apostles of different heights and shorts, with a gloomy and cold breath, also evoked an intriguing smile, as if they were whispering silently: "This desert will become the occupation area of ​​the legion."

The wind and sand whistling Manchen seemed to calm down cautiously when approaching the group of people. Da Siqi, who was holding a long sword and followed at the end of the team, stared suspiciously at the sand surface under his feet and swayed to both sides. Like a cluttered gravel road being teased out into a smooth and winding road.

In this team, except for Yaerlin, everyone's faces are very unfamiliar, and everyone's breath is extremely terrifying. Standing in front of them, Dusqi feels like a lamb mixed with wolves, with muscles all over his body. The skin and flesh are instinctively trembling as a warning.

Just in the middle of the restless rush, the team suddenly stopped, a naval base surrounded by wind and sand came into Dusky's eyes, and she looked at Yaerlin.

"Smog did a good job~lightnovelpub.net~ So I honor my promise, Dasqi, you can go back to Colonel Smog and say hello to him for me." Yaerlin said. Turning his head, he said to Dusqi with a smile.

"Colonel Yaerlin, aren't you going in?" Looking at the smile on the corner of Yaerlin's mouth, Dusky felt his scalp tingling for no reason.

"Of course!" Dasqi obviously had the wrong idea, but she was just being polite. She wanted to leave the group of people quickly. She trotted forward all the way to the iron gate of the branch base.

Watching, Dusky took off his cloak and entered the naval branch smoothly. With a thought, the sand layer under his feet suddenly sunk into a dark vortex, slowly engulfing the insteps of everyone, "Let's go in too!"

The voice dissipated in the air, the black vortex closed, and a group of 11 figures sank into the desert and disappeared without a trace.

The iron gate of the branch suddenly opened, and a rolling white snake sprang out, revealing a human figure against the sand surface. Smog was holding a cigar at the corner of his mouth, frowning tightly at the deserted dunes, under the moonlight. In the desert vision, there was no shadow of Yaerlin alone.

"They were here just now!" Dusky trotted out all the way, looking around inexplicably.

"Yarlin has returned to Alabasta!" Smog glanced at Dusky, who was suspicious, and Weiwei, who looked restless, and his heart was unnaturally covered with a haze, "This guy chose this time. Appearing, what are you planning?"

Smoker was suspicious, and it could be seen that Yaerlin had planted a lingering shadow in his heart.