The low-key king of pirates

Chapter 225 Invitation

"Who are you? I... I don't want to learn any peerless martial arts!" Momanosuke looked at Green in horror, his tone trembling.

"Hey, since the old man defeated Hawkeye, I feel that there is no opponent in this world. You don't understand the kind of loneliness that is at the top."

The hoarse voice and the mysterious black robe can highlight the demeanor of a senior in the moonlight, and the skirt flutters in the night wind.

"Eh?" Momonosuke was a little dazed, he didn't know what Green wanted to do under the black robe, and he couldn't make a sharp turn.

"Boy, I don't know what is good and what is bad. Do you know how many people want to come to this old man to learn from me but have nowhere to go. If it weren't for your bones, do you think this old man is so idle?"

"Little devil, watch!"

Under the black robe, Green still spoke angrily in the tone of an old senior, and suddenly drew his knife towards the sea.

When the sword comes out, replace the criminal law of heaven!
The crescent slash seemed to cut through the air, and it cut the sea surface. The huge slash made the calm sea explode completely.

At a glance, it was as if the sea was cut in half, which shocked Momonosuke on the side.

"You are..." Momonosuke completely felt the power of the man in black beside him, and stayed where he was in fright.

"How about it, do you want to get such a powerful force?" Green asked proudly.

The sense of reality in front of him and Green's seductive words are like the bewitching of the devil, which makes people irresistible.

"You want to teach me swordsmanship?" Momonosuke understood a little now, and the senior in front of him seemed to want to take him as a disciple, so he was not so afraid.

"Of course! The old man has been in the world for 20 years. From the invincible hand, it took a lifetime of effort to create the invincible move, the 72-way evil sword."

"You, do you want to learn?"

Green put the knife back into its sheath, and his shadow under the moonlight was stretched longer and longer. He looked like a master of a generation, tall and straight.

At this moment, Momonosuke's face was constantly changing, and the expression on his face was full of struggles. Ever since the Kozuki family was killed, Momonosuke had never felt that he was so close to his dream.

"Please accept me as an apprentice!" Momonosuke was not like an ordinary child at all, he was extremely humble and pious.

"There's no need to accept you as an apprentice, as long as you have practiced the evil spirit sword technique well!" Green did not accept Momonosuke's kneeling at all, and politely refused.

After finishing speaking, Green pulled out the blue knife in his hand, and put the handle of the knife against Momanosuke's forehead, purple awns flickered, and stared into Momanosuke's eyes.

For a moment, the strange swordsmanship from before was engraved in Momonosuke's mind at the same time along with Lan Dao's resentment, and Momonosuke fell into a coma.

Green picked up Momanosuke again and came to the previous courtyard a few times, and put Momanosuke back.

Back at the hotel that Sander and the others had prepared in advance, Green felt tired for a while. Zimang's ability to control individuals was a bit laborious, so he would try to use it sparingly in the future.

Early the next morning, Green used purple grass to observe the reaction of Momonosuke in the distance from time to time. With a coverage of 5000 meters, Green could easily see everything in the room in the distance.

The original Momonosuke was no different from before, but he just picked up a long knife and started to perform swordsmanship independently. As the swordsmanship was performed, Momonosuke also became restless.

After practicing a set of sword skills, Momonosuke swung his sword directly from the palace.
Maybe it was for better use of swordsmanship, or maybe it was a mental disorder. In short, Green was amazed, and at the same time, he was a little scared. Fortunately, he didn't continue to practice.

I thought it was a joke, but I didn't expect to actually come up with such an evil swordsmanship, and from a distance, Momonosuke's swordsmanship became more and more mellow and free, swaying freely.

In the hands of Momonosuke, this set of swordsmanship has become full of power and unparalleled speed.

This.
Green, who had closed the purple awns, leaned on the chair in a daze. It seemed that the future direction had become untouchable. I really don't know if Momanosuke will meet the Straw Hats in two years. I am looking forward to it.

In fact, Green didn't know, because the resentment of revenge and Momonosuke were very compatible, which caused the scene.

"Young Master!" Several mournful wailing came from a distance, and the samurai around Momonosuke couldn't accept this reality at all, and fainted in the toilet.

And this has nothing to do with Green, Green just did it casually, as for the result, don't care!

But in this way, the audience probably won't hate him.

Momanosuke little sister, just think about it
Green would never have imagined what kind of demon he had created with such an unintentional act.

After wandering around for several days, I finally saw a middle-aged uncle who was gambling leisurely in a rather large casino. The key is that he couldn't see.

"Your Excellency has been by my side for so long, what's the matter?" The middle-aged uncle who had been gambling silently asked suddenly.

"I invite uncle to eat a bowl of noodles, and at the same time, I don't want to disturb uncle's interest." Green under the black robe explained the reason humbly, but also with temptation.

You must like noodles, right?
"Hehe, it's rare for something good to happen today. Since it's hard to turn down the kindness, then I'll just not gamble!" The middle-aged uncle directly threw away the weight in his hand, stood up and walked out the door.

"Uncle, don't you get tired of eating one kind of noodles all the time? Why don't you try other flavors?" Green said.

"Oh?" The middle-aged uncle was puzzled for a while, but his face was full of interest.

"I have prepared a cook here. There are Dandan noodles, Lanzhou noodles, knife-sliced ​​noodles, and miscellaneous sauce noodles." Green said dozens of hundreds of kinds in one breath, making the middle-aged man swallow.

"Hahahaha, boy, you are well prepared!" The middle-aged uncle pursed his lips and said with a smile.

Perhaps it was his absolute confidence in his own strength, or maybe he felt Green's kindness. The middle-aged uncle was not wary at all and ate happily.

During the conversation, Green also learned that the uncle in front of him was Fujitora Yishao.

"Unexpectedly, your Excellency is the famous gun god Reis Green."

"The old man is a little curious. A big man like you came here on purpose, wouldn't he just invite the old man to eat noodles?" Fujitora asked with a smile as he rubbed his swollen belly.

"Of course not, let me talk about my current sphere of influence first." Green began to describe in detail.

The Four Seas Chamber of Commerce, the entire East China Sea, and the forces in Sky Island all frankly told Fujitora with a smile.

"I didn't expect you to have such a huge territory and influence!"

"Are you trying to recruit the old man?"

Fujitora was shocked when he heard Green's blunt narration, and guessed Green's thoughts.

"Yes." Green said frankly.

"What's your ideal?" Fujitora suddenly changed his expression with a smile, and asked solemnly.

"Establish a free, democratic, and peaceful world coalition government, completely eliminate the barriers in the entire world, let pirates disappear from this world, and integrate the world into one."

"Believe it or not, I never wanted to rule the world."

Green's words did not deceive Fujitora into a smile, he didn't even bother to be the next Celestial Dragon.

Fujitora's eyes were amazed and surprised, and finally took a deep breath and asked, "What can the old man do?"

(End of this chapter)