One Piece: Turning Fruit

Chapter 223 Princess Weiwei
Ignoring Sauron behind him, Alan turned around swiftly.

Glancing at the sand crocodile not far away, he took a step forward without showing any signs.

It said what a normal betrayer should say at this time, "Master Sand Crocodile, do you want me to kill them all?".

It should be the best example of crossing rivers and demolishing bridges.

But judging from the current situation of the Straw Hats, it doesn't make much difference whether Allen does it or not.

In the entire fenced room, Sauron was the only one who belonged to the Straw Hat Pirates.

other guys.
Isn't it lying on the ground.

"Haha, don't be too anxious, the second team, there is still a good show to watch in a while." Hearing Alan's words of loyalty so impatiently, Sand Crocodile did not nod in agreement. He lightly laughed twice and then comforted him Allen's impetuous heart.

He didn't notice Allen's movements at all.

"Oh? Mr. Sand Crocodile, do you have any plans for the future?", lowering his upper body slightly, Allen asked Sand Crocodile with a flattering smile on his face, and took another slight step forward.

"Remember those interesting little ideas you said at the time?" The sand crocodile turned and walked back to his seat, sat down, looked at Allen not far away and asked.

"Is it the last remnant of the royal family?" Looking at the figure of the sand crocodile sitting down, Allen's expression did not change at all.

Mouth asked a mouth.

It was Weiwei, but the vocabulary used by Allen had a little trick in it.

Facing a gloomy guy like Sand Crocodile, it is easier to gain the other party's favor with such a small address.

It can also be regarded as a resonance point among the same kind.

However, although Alan's expression on the face remained unchanged, he almost scolded the sand crocodile in his heart.

"I'm too lazy to die every day, can't I just stand for a while!".

Just now, Allen was two steps away and was about to reach within the hunting range.

But who knew that Crocodile suddenly returned to his chair.

Although there is an opportunity to turn around, it seems to make it easier for Allen to do it.

But Allen couldn't decide whether the sand crocodile was tempting him to make a move.

If Alan is considered in the position of the sand crocodile, then when he turned around just now, Alan just wanted to see if the men he had just recruited had any careful thoughts in it.

And Allen also felt that the reason why the sand crocodile returned to his chair just now is that it is very likely that he noticed Allen's movements.

The reason why he didn't directly ask why was probably because seeing that Alan had just joined after all, he was afraid that Alan's heart would be chilled.

And it is precisely because Alan joined just now that the sand crocodile did not feel relieved about Alan.

After noticing Allen's movements, he returned to the chair decisively.

It also happened to take the opportunity to test Allen's thoughts.

Xiongxiong has a unique way of thinking, "Why are you approaching me!"

"leave me alone!"

"I love killing people in my dreams!".

However, all these thoughts are Alan's own guesses. Alan doesn't know whether the sand crocodile means this.

But holding the principle of being cautious is not a disease.

After the sand crocodile sat down, Allen did not act in a hurry.

Keeping his eyes on the sand crocodile until he sat down, Allen took two steps in his direction under the gaze of the sand crocodile.

But they didn't get too close, leaving a distance of more than ten steps between the two.

Men, when facing everything, don't worry, you must be patient.

If there is no foreplay, how can you feel excited when that moment comes!
(no yellow)

It's just a little patience, Alan can still bear it.

After hearing Alan's question, the sand crocodile sat lazily on the chair and nodded silently.

"That's right, it's Ms. Wednesday."

The name Sand Crocodile said was the code name Weiwei was given when she was hiding in the Sand Crocodile forces.

In fact, Allen didn't pay too much attention to this sentence.

Although his attention was also on this sentence, his focus was on the name Sand Crocodile called Weiwei.

"Ms. Wednesday?" Allen carefully smacked the meaning of the sand crocodile.

The sand crocodile knew what Weiwei's name was, but the name it said was Wednesday.

"Well, what is the code name of Sand Crocodile in the organization? It seems to be Mr.0, the original one? It's really narcissistic," Allen shook his head in his heart.

He followed the sand crocodile's mind and answered, "Mr. 0, have you sent someone over?".

This can be regarded as some tricks played by Allen, after knowing that the sand crocodile attaches great importance to the code name in his organization.

Allen decisively changed the name of the sand crocodile.

And the response of the sand crocodile did not exceed Allen's expectations, after hearing Allen's question.

I don't know if the name is in line with the crocodile's mind, or the question Alan asked is in the crocodile's mind.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, watching Allen explain his plan, "Balabala, how so".

The main reason is to express that he has sent someone to arrest Weiwei.

After finishing his speech, the sand crocodile glanced at Alan who was not far away thoughtfully, chuckled twice and then said, "Hehe, how about it, the second team, what do you want to say about my plan?"

"You may wish to tell me and let me see your skills."

Hearing this, Allen rolled his eyes for a while, "Idiot? You?! I'm just cooperating with you"

"Do I have to act like I don't care or even yawn when you are concentrating on telling your plan full of ambition and ambition, so that you can see that I don't care about what I said to you?" Are you interested?!"

But Allen didn't dare to say these words.

The matter is not over yet, if you say it so directly, you might be beaten.

"Hehe, there's nothing to say here. I can only say one thing if I want to say it. Is it really you? You have already thought of my humble opinion," Alan smiled flatteringly.

He said in his mouth that the dead are not paid for.

Now that they have all walked out of the fence, Allen doesn't have to worry about thinking about the sand crocodile anymore.

Waste of brain cells.

"Hahaha, isn't it?" Allen's flattery may have hit the right spot.

The smile on the sand crocodile's face became a little more sincere.

Or, is he also cooperating with Allen's flattery?
These things are impossible to know.

(End of this chapter)