Pirate Journalist

Chapter 16 Interview
The navy around looked at Crocodile in shock, with grief and powerlessness mixed in their expressions.

Under the eyes of a group of navy, and there were three colonels participating in the battle, the sand crocodile easily harvested the life of a colonel.

The moves are cruel, bloody, and gorgeous.

Murphy also looked dull, but obviously, he was different from those surprised by the navy.

Gaara's signature move was used in style by Sand Crocodile.

It's not that Murphy didn't think that "Naruto" would have an impact on this world.

After all, judging from the situation where Lu Fei and his party first met Lei Zang in the original book, ninjas are very popular in this world.

If the popularity of the novel continues to rise, it will have an impact sooner or later.

He just didn't expect the impact to come so quickly and with such impact.

You must know that he just wrote the plot to the Chunin exam, and Sand Crocodile developed these two tricks.

This is a proper iron powder!

It was hard for Murphy to imagine what the arrogant Sand Crocodile would look like when he read Hokage every week.

Would you like to take this opportunity for an interview?

Of course, it's not that I'm bored enough to interview questions about the novel, but to get some exclusive information as much as possible.

Before the events of Roger, test the waters.

Murphy rubbed his chin while thinking, while watching Crocodile show off his might.

"Arc Moon Sand Dunes!"

The sand crocodile's arm turned into a huge crescent-shaped sand blade, flying towards the rest of the navy, passing a dozen naval soldiers along the way, with unabated momentum, and hitting the trees behind.

In an instant, the soldiers' skin was covered with cracks little by little, and their bodies shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, exhausted and died.

And the trees dried up directly, the trunk shrunk several times in an instant, and then became shattered under the impact of the sand blade.

No matter whether it is a person or a tree, under the blow of the sand crocodile, all the water is sucked dry, and they die completely.

"Damn!"

"Haha, there are only two of you left, struggle hard! Desert Sword!"

A burst of gravel rose like a blade, cutting towards the only two remaining officers like a curtain.

Clang!
The navy with two knives held the knives in front of him, until the black light on the blades was completely wiped out, and then he could barely block the sand crocodile's casual blow.

This guy was really strong when he was young!
Murphy's distance from the battlefield is not too close but not too far. He just occasionally takes a few photos and sighs by the way.

He wasn't very worried that the two sides would attack him. After all, he was just a commoner now. The position of the two officers determined that they could not attack civilians at will, let alone being too busy to take care of themselves now.

And the sand crocodile is arrogant and arrogant. Although he doesn't care if it affects civilians, he is not the kind of pirate who will kill people standing on the side of the road.

After just a few minutes, the battle was over.

Before so many people besieged the sand crocodile together, they were no opponents, and now they are even more so.

There was only the sand crocodile standing on the battlefield. Except for the big officer who died from the pressure of the sand, the rest all looked shriveled and died of dehydration.

"Hey, you are a reporter, have you caught any pictures?" Sand Crocodile suddenly turned to look at Murphy and asked.

Murphy raised his brows, looked at the sand crocodile warily, and found that the other party had no other movements, so he replied, "I did."

Murphy raised his vigilance to the highest level, and couldn't figure out what the sand crocodile suddenly turned to ask him.

Simply not allowing others to take pictures?

"That's good, pick a few domineering photos and put them on the newspaper, so that the world can see the heroic appearance of the future king!"

"..."

Murphy looked at the sand crocodile speechlessly, his eyes were full of something called ambition, and he didn't hide it.

"Any questions?"

"No...then Mr. Crocodile, the future king, are you interested in being interviewed? Just a few photos won't make it into the newspaper."

"You are very courageous!" Crocodile squinted at Murphy, raised his head slightly, and said with an arrogant look, "If you want an interview, just ask!"

With just one glance, Murphy could feel a huge pressure, which was the power that can only be obtained after long-term tempering by blood and fire.

This made Murphy have to reflect on whether he had been a little exaggerated by being so close to the battlefield.

The Crocodile in front of him is not the nearly 50-year-old sand crocodile in his memory. If he is in a bad mood and shoots at Murphy, Murphy has no room to fight back.

But it was a foregone conclusion, so there was no need to worry too much. Murphy exchanged the recording bug from the system and started recording.

"Mr. Crocodile, it looks like you have just arrived in the Chambord Islands. The next step is to prepare for the new world, right? What is your goal?"

"Of course, find Roger, the Pirate King, and defeat him to win the title of strongest!"

When Crocodile said this, he was majestic and took it for granted.

But Murphy is familiar with the original future of Sand Crocodile, so he naturally disagrees with this sentence.

Is it the strongest?

Murphy thought about it for a while, and he could probably guess the life trajectory of the sand crocodile.

The sand crocodile never found Roger, but received the news of Roger's arrest.

After Roger was executed, Whitebeard was recognized as the strongest in the world.

This Hanhan aimed at the strongest, so he turned around and challenged Whitebeard.

The ups and downs of life are nothing more than this. It only takes one knife to go from arrogant to cunning.

After that, the sand crocodile fell into a slump, and instead pinned its hopes on ancient weapons. Unfortunately, it ended up staying in Alabasta for half of its life, and it has been going downhill.

This is a typical social education series.

"It turns out that Mr. Crocodile's goal is to be the strongest. I have seen your own strength. You are very strong. I think the team has experienced so much with you, and it is already strong enough. Can you talk about your team?"

"Without a team, I am enough alone!"

Murphy had an unbelievable look on his face. Sand Crocodile looked like he hadn't formed his baroque work club yet, but wanting to challenge the Roger Pirates by himself was beyond mediocrity.

"Are you going to challenge the entire Roger Pirates alone?"

"Any questions?"

"No, what if... you still can't find Roger?"

The sand crocodile fell into deep thought, he really hadn't thought about this question.

In the current era, there is only one way to become the One Piece King, and that is to defeat the now recognized One Piece King Roger.

But why can't you find Roger, the One Piece? Is it to avoid him?

Crocodile showed a troubled expression on his face. Should this reporter be told not to report too much? What if Roger disappears because of his power and cannot be found in the New World?
(End of this chapter)