The scum of 365 went to justice. [5 more for full order]

The weather in Dressrosa was warm, even hot.

But the golden lion suddenly felt a chill that was cold to the bone, welling up in his heart.

His whole body trembled, and a layer of cold sweat broke out, soaking the hospital gown.

The picture that came into view seemed to have been stained with blood.

The towering execution platform, the desolate old man kneeling on the ground, the blood-stained military uniform, the corpses everywhere, the figure of thunder stirring in the crowd, one person saves one person, but he is facing an enemy that is ten thousand times, one hundred thousand times his own. .

What the **** is going on here!!! The golden lion roared wildly in his mind, his eyes were red, and he was gasping for breath.

He covered his chest with one hand, as if the position was about to crack.

In the body, there is a kind of emptiness spreading.

As if he no longer exists in this world.

Tears flowed uncontrollably.

It's hard to imagine that... the once mighty great pirate Golden Lion Shiki would cry so hard because of a picture on the phone bug's screen.

"You two bastards!! What do you want!"

He suddenly yelled at the phone bug in anger.

But no one was destined to answer his question.

With bloodshot eyes, he looked at Liu Feng, who was rushing towards the execution platform like a madman, and stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to stop the scene in front of him.

But in the end, when he was about to encounter the phone bug, he retracted his hand like an electric shock.

He didn't know what to do or what he could do. Then, as if he couldn't bear to see that picture, the golden lion suddenly gritted his teeth and turned off the phone bug.

He took a cigar stiffly from a drawer beside him, lit it, and took a deep breath.

The incomparably strong smell of nicotine instantly filled his throat and burned all the way down his throat.

It was so spicy that it seemed to stir his internal organs upside down.

He bent down suddenly, facing the trash can beside the bed.

The pungent rotten smell came to me.

After a while of vomiting, he slowly straightened his body with a pale face.

He stopped suddenly.

Line of sight, firmly nailed to a corner of the room.

In that position, is a hanger.

A brand new navy uniform hangs on it.

As if he had finally found the last hope in his life, and as if he was looking for the last redemption, the golden lion moved in a ghostly way.

He raised his hands and took off the military uniform.

The uniform is very new, and there is still a trace of dye on it.

He stared blankly at the military uniform in his hands, and fell into a long silence.

"It's really annoying.

clothes"

"It's not breathable, it's bound, and it can't be used when fighting."

The golden lion stood there alone, mumbling like a madman

stand up.

"I really don't like wearing this, Zefa, you should know"

"because I know,"

"After wearing it, you and others have expectations for me."

"But I'm obviously a pirate!!"

"No one should expect anything from me at all!!"

"I have never done a good thing in my life!"

"A lot of bad things have been done!"

"Burn, kill, loot, kill and set fire!!"

"Every piece is indispensable!!"

"I really can't count the number of navies I killed."

Golden Lion's eyes were red, and while weeping, he choked in a low voice.

But for some unknown reason, as he spoke, a soft smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In that smile, there is no domineering and domineering in the past, there is no cruelty in the past, and there is no indifference and bloodthirsty indifference in the past, only soft and gentle, like a certain man.

The world is dumb.

The golden lion cried, laughed, his body trembled, and slowly put on the military uniform.

Slowly, his tears stopped flowing, and his body stopped shaking. On the floor of the ward, strips of blood-stained bandages fell to the ground. Meticulously, the golden lion silently pressed the button of his shirt one by one. He buckled to the ground, looking extremely solemn.

Finally, the dark and chilling general's cloak was placed over his shoulders.

It seems very heavy, the figure of the golden lion is actually heavy, but the smile on the corner of his mouth is extremely relaxed.

After doing all this, he slowly raised his head and fixed his eyes on the military mirror in front of him.

In the mirror, a familiar and unfamiliar face came into view.

He lit a cigar again.

White smoke swirled around his face.

"All right."

"Purple-haired old bastard, you won."

He whispered softly, clenching his fists.

"I owe you my life"

"Since you have believed in that messy **** justice all your life"

"Then let me see it with my own eyes."

The moment the voice fell, he suddenly pushed open the door.

The sunlight outside the door poured in.

Reflecting his figure of Yi Peng is extraordinarily tall.

Behind him are two words.

-"justice"

! On this day, the... unruly pirate died, and the one who lives is... the admiral who desperately wanted to give the life of another man.

Admiral Kaneko Shiki, join me!! The scum in the eyes of everyone in the world has gone to justice.

Well, this is the story of the golden lion, after a character's dream is over.

366 The last hundred meters! Garp and Sengoku! 【1 more for full order】

In Dressrosa's military conference room, there was a dead silence.

Everyone in the new navy level was staring at the phone bug screen with red eyes.

In the endless bloodshed, the speed of that figure's frantic charging has begun to slowly slow down.

Countless navies around.

It has gradually adapted to the tragic thunder bombing that day.

The sky above the galaxy is vast.

Countless thunder and lightning.

Light crisscrosses the top of the sky.

The thunderstorms didn't stop.

But the navy headquarters are elites who have undergone professional military training after all.

After such a short period of time, they have quickly found a way to avoid the thunder or reduce the damage as much as possible.

Some of them choose to try to run the armed color domineering, wrapping around the body for defense.

There are also people who constantly move and dodge with the nimble six-style navy.

Although their battle losses are still in the midst of a crazy rise, they have been controlled within a controllable range.

The tide-like navy crowd, like a blue ocean, rushed towards the execution platform frantically.

But Liu Feng was still charging with gritted teeth. All the navy who tried to intercept him were strangled by the surging thunder around his body: pieces of broken limbs that were charred black and smoking.

His mouth was spitting blood desperately, but his figure was getting faster and faster.

One breath time! Three hundred meters, two hundred meters, one hundred meters, fifty meters in, getting closer and closer!! It seems that the execution platform is already close at hand.

Bang!! Liu Feng's red eyes jumped high, and the old figure with purple hair came into view.

"I'm here to save you, old man!!"

He laughed wildly.

Zefa suddenly raised his head, stunned for a while, and then his tired eyes burst into a dazzling look for the first time.

That is hope!! But at this moment, a low voice with a sigh and sadness suddenly sounded from behind.

Golden Light.

"Sorry Zefa"

"—this is for justice."

Zefa was shocked, and his face became: extremely pale.

That incomparably tyrannical but extremely familiar aura bang!! The golden light soaring to the sky became thicker and thicker, and a huge golden Buddha suddenly rushed out from the back of the execution platform.

Warring States!! Former Admiral, Buddha Warring States!! "Little devil, just come here, you have done your best."

Warring States said with a blank expression, that huge golden fist has been slammed heavily towards Liu Feng who is close to Zefa!! "Hahahaha!!! Try your best!"

"Sengoku! I tell you!!"

"There are many things in this world, do your best"

"not enough!!"

Liu Feng grinned, and the arm that was branded with the thunder pattern was instantly clenched into a fist.

"Zeus!!"

He suddenly drank violently.

A touch of black quickly flew down from the clouds like a ghost and fell into Liu Feng's hands.

"Come on, Sengoku!!"

"Thunderstorm!!"

Boom!! Two fists, one big and one small, collided in mid-air, the shock wave of golden light, and the thunder that emanated from the sky, like two huge waves of completely different colors on the left and right, forming two arcs Forms, intertwined and opposed.

The earth-shattering air wave suddenly erupted, causing many navies on the battlefield below to subconsciously retreat several steps.

"He actually punched the Warring States Great Inspector!!"

“Comparable!!”

"Oh my God!!"