"Boom..." The gunpowder smoke billowed into the sky, black smoke billowed, and a terrifying explosion occurred in a jungle.

"Crackling..." The sound of trees breaking, on a broken ground, a man and a woman were holding each other, and the surroundings of the two were very messy.

At the head, a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old girl, wearing a black silk maid outfit, with long black hair flying, and her beautiful eyes, was looking solemnly at the slender man on the opposite side.

Youthful, simple and beautiful, this girl is like a princess, very fascinating.

On the opposite side, Binz, who was wearing simple casual clothes, was not fascinated at all, but had a slight murderous intent.

"Weapon Transformation. Pistol Girl."

With a pleasant cry, the girl's entire upper body turned into a muzzle, and then a bullet shot out.

Standing still, seeing and seeing and seeing, reaching out, two fingers, it was pitch black, Binz directly clamped the flying bullet, then frowned, shook his head and looked at the girl who had recovered her original body.

"How is it possible that you caught my attack with your bare hands." Hua Rong paled, the girl took a step back, and looked at Binz in horror.

"I don't even have the most basic armament and knowledge, except for the ability to be a little weird.

You must know that on the World Destroyer, being armed and seeing is one of the most basic abilities. The girl in front of him, in Binz's eyes, is an ant.

"It's a pity, the boss gave an order to kill them all, so..." He stretched out his hand and activated his ability, and all the surrounding plants suddenly extended, as if alive, countless branches instantly bound the girl, and suspended in the air. up in the air.

In the jungle, Binz is the master.

"What is this, let me go..." struggling violently, the girl's face turned pale, but unfortunately both hands and feet were bound, and no matter how hard she struggled, she didn't move at all.

He raised his hand, commanded, the ground cracked, and a green branch stood up, gradually winding, a piece of toughness, like the tip of a gun, aimed at the girl's chest.

The breath of death approached, the girl stopped struggling, and looked at Ling Guang, who was close at hand, her eyes full of agility, and the water mist directly spread.

"Uuuuu...don't kill me." Gagging, she couldn't help it, and the girl cried.

However, even so, Binz was unmoved, just watched silently, then waved his hand, and the tip of the branch slammed into the girl's chest, penetrating away.

Crying, the girl burst into tears, and her eyes were full of terror.

"Whoosh..."

The electric light flint, a slender figure, suddenly appeared, and the white hands, filled with mist, quickly crossed the tip of the branch.

It can be seen with the naked eye that bursts of fragrant bubbles emerge, and the originally tough branches have become smooth and soft.

"Kalifa?"

Putting away the attack, Binz looked at Kalifa who appeared in the middle in confusion.

"Binz, let her go." The perfect face appeared, Kalifa brushed her hair and looked at Binz.

"Kali Faqin, thank you." At this moment, in the distance, a woman with long black hair and a red flower on her head ran out of breath.

"Violet." At this time, the girl who came down safely, when she saw the woman who appeared, she put away her tears and ran over excitedly.

"bsby5, it's alright." With a sigh of relief, Violet patted the girl's back.

And Binz looked at the two women who were leaning against each other, his face was cold, and he turned to look at Kalifa beside him, cold enough to say, "You betrayed us."

"You think too much." Kalifa rolled her eyes, speechless.

"Then you..." Pointing to the two women, Binz looked at Kalifa with a fiery look.

"The two of them are innocent, and they don't want to become enemies with us. Compared to this, they were pitiful before that." Full of sympathy, Kalifa looked at Binz righteously.

"This is not a reason, you should know the character of the boss."

"Che, the boss is cruel, but you should also know that as long as we ask, he will definitely consider it. Besides, they can't threaten us." Kalifa raised her head, indeed, after getting along for so long, They are very clear about Xuan Ye's character, although it is bad, but in the bad, there is also luck.

"Also, Violet is the princess of this country. It was Doflamingo who murdered his father, so she had to compromise, and what is this... called?" I didn't know the girl's name, so I looked at Violet.

"Her name is baby5, she's a very simple girl. We don't want to be your enemy. On the contrary, we want to help you defeat Doflamingo." Bending over, Violet looked at Binz begging.

"Help us? Ridiculous!" With endless sarcasm, Binz dismissed it and sneered, "As long as we want, this country can be destroyed in an instant. Do you think we still need your help? Frog in the well."

"I didn't mean that." Violet waved his hands hastily, because what the man in front of him said was absolutely true.

"Violet, you betrayed the young master..." At this moment, the girl in Violet's arms raised her head, very at a loss.

"baby5, I need you to live and leave the Don Quixote family." With his head down, Violet smiled.

"En." Nodding firmly, baby5 pondered in his own world, saying to himself, "I am needed and needed."

"Humph! That's not the reason. Regardless of whether you are truly our enemy, the boss has said that you want to kill them all." Binz snorted coldly. He wouldn't let it go because the other party was a woman.

"Okay, don't worry about this, I'll explain it to the boss." With a wave of his hand, Kalifa gave Binz a fierce look.

"Just do it yourself!" In the end, unable to hold on, Binz didn't want to get into a deadlock with Kalifa, so he glanced at Violet and baby5, and disappeared in place after a month.

"Kali Faqin, thank you." Seeing Binz leave, Violet breathed a sigh of relief. She, who has the fruit of staring, knows very well how terrible these people are.

Previously, she confronted Kalifa, gave up the fight directly, explained her identity, and finally asked Kalifa sincerely, hoping that she could save the country.

Of course, Kalifa didn't have a lot of kindness and was hesitant at first, but after listening to Violet's story, she decided to try it because she was also a woman. To put it bluntly, Kalifa sympathized with Violet.

Later, walking with her, eating and staring at the Devil Fruit, she was equivalent to having clairvoyance, and she discovered the crisis of baby5 at a glance, which is why the scene just now happened.

Of course, Kalifa was not a white gang of Violet. Afterwards, Violet promised to fully thank the Xiyang Pirates, so with sympathy, Kalifa acquiesced.

It can be said that in the Xiyang Pirates, the most normal ones belong to Kalifa and Ain, as for the others, they can be said to be abnormal.

Maybe this is the gap between men and women, otherwise it would not say that women are made of water and are emotional; to be honest, it is because of this that Kalifa and Ain are like ducks in water in this team, because in the abnormal , there must be normal, otherwise, the consequences are only distortions.

"You don't need to thank you, it's a big effort, but you have to be mentally prepared, because I'm not sure if the boss will destroy Dressrosa." To be honest, the boss doesn't care about some small requests, but this time the relationship When it comes to Master BOSS, she is not sure.

Kalifa knew very well in his heart that although the BOSS rarely managed them, and even let them go, completely giving them freedom, but all of them knew very well that it was like provoking the nerves of the BOSS, then the consequences would definitely be a nightmare.

Therefore, if the boss still insists on killing Violet, or even destroying Dressrosa, if he pleads for mercy once, then Kalifa will never speak again, because she is very important.

"Anyway, I want to thank you." Seriously, from the bottom of his heart, Violet thanked Kalifa.

"Okay, let's go and have a look elsewhere!" Shaking his head slightly, gradually, several people disappeared into the jungle.

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