I'm not really Crocodile

After all, one is the original pirate, and the other is the heir of the country's royal family, and in his position, he also believes that Shichibukai is just one of the subordinate agencies of the world government.

And he is from the World Government, as long as Qi Wuhai doesn't want to tear his face, then the possibility of following his own suggestion is still relatively high.

After all, it is not too much to ask for an apology after killing someone. In this way, both parties will have a step down, and the matter will not become a big deal, which will not benefit anyone.

It stands to reason that if both parties are relatively normal people, such an arrangement by Eric would be no big problem, but one is moody and arrogant, and the other is calm on the surface but refuses to budge, it is destined that neither of them will accept it such a suggestion.

When Rosen heard this, a gloomy look flashed deep in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal, but he understood something in his heart. After all, nobles were more popular with World Government personnel, so just apologizing might be too naive.

However, Rosen came forward to attract Zodi's attention, and at the same time create an opportunity for "seduction" later.

Otherwise, he could hide in the dark and there was no need to come out, but Rosen felt that since he had made up his mind not to keep the poisonous snake, he would avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble by luring it crazy first and then taking advantage of the chaos.

This is also the reason why they are not strong enough, otherwise they could have been killed in public in the restaurant before.

However, if the power of a country and the world government's naval headquarters are combined to deal with him, he will not be sure to escape, so a simple strategy is still necessary.

Although he sneered at this suggestion in his heart, Rosen still said: "Of course it's no problem, this one."

"Eric, the dispatch officer of the World Government's Supervision Department and vice-admiral of the Navy Headquarters." Eric reported himself.

This is not to show off, but to put pressure on Shichibukai. He comes from the Supervision Department, a public agency of the World Government, in order to demonstrate his right to speak at the top of the World Government. In fact, he comes from the secret intelligence agency CP0.

Rosen smiled slightly when he heard this and continued: "I think Mr. Eric's suggestion is quite good. After all, I have no real losses. It's not that I don't know what this prince thinks."

"It's useless to be afraid now. If you want to apologize, you can kneel down and lick the soles of your shoes for me, kowtow three thousand times, and finally give me that pet, and I will forgive you." Upon seeing this, Zodi said, I thought that the Shichibukai had bowed down under his power, but it was not that easy to expose the matter with a simple apology.

Zodi said, pointing to the manatee that was held by Robin behind Rosen, while Pitas stood behind Robin, trying to cover himself.

"Well, that person is." From beginning to end, Bartholomew Bear, who remained silent with a paralyzed and indifferent face, suddenly set his sights on Nicole Robin. Could this be the woman that Long has been looking for?

If he remembered correctly, Long said that if he finds this woman, he must protect her. She is extremely precious, and it seems that he will find an opportunity to send the news back to the headquarters.

"Prince Zodi." Eric frowned, feeling a little irritated. This idiot didn't know how to become the only heir if he didn't know how to examine the situation.

Even if it wants to better control the kingdom of Andia, the world government should not have to help a bunch of mud to the top.What a hassle.

"Since the words are not speculative, then I will regret it." Rosen saw that his goal had almost been achieved, and looked at Zuodi with a slightly threatening gaze before leaving.

This greatly stimulated Zodi, and he roared immediately: "Soldiers of Andia, kill this damn Qiwuhai servant, or it will be treason. After returning to China, you will surely seize your family and exterminate your family."

As soon as these words came out, the air was quiet again, and the guards from Andia froze for a moment, although there was a flash of anger in the depths of their eyes.

But they know better that this mad prince can really do anything.

And power is irresistible to most people.

"Bang" a gunshot rang out, and the battle began. There were not many Andy soldiers, at least five hundred in number, and almost all of them were good players.

"I didn't expect to do it at the scene, so don't blame me for being rude. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, I can protect myself now, and there are powerful witnesses. If I kill it, I shouldn't be in too much trouble." Rosen was not surprised but pleased .

In the situation where he retreated to advance, although he believed that Zodi would attack again, he should have assembled a similarly stronger force before attacking him. Then he would deal with him by himself, so he would be in self-defense and get out without trouble. , should be achievable.

But I didn’t expect that his thinking would be so simple. Ignoring the Navy and World Government personnel and taking direct action against him, isn’t it equivalent to finding a few more powerful notaries for myself? I’m lucky. People who want to die can’t be stopped. .

"Earth roll. Sandstorm." A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Rosen's mouth. He pressed his hand on the ground. The ground turned into sand very quickly. In an instant, the ground rolled up and a sandstorm rolled up. There were multiple sandstorms.

Like a wave, the horizontal sandstorm that surged in front was as high as seven or eight meters, while the following layer was more than ten meters high, and the last layer of sandstorm was almost 20 meters high.

The rumbling sound of the ground sounded like a major earthquake coming at the end of the world. Rosen was alone, facing the entire naval base, and the naval base, which was originally a magnificent fortress, looked very small under the dust storm.

"What kind of ability is this? If it were filmed, wouldn't it be like this?" A naval officer looked at the sandstorm and felt that he was as small and helpless as an ant, and he couldn't help but be horrified.

"The sandstorm is the power of nature. How can it be the power of one person? How can we fight this?" Andy's soldiers were timid.

But all of this happened very quickly, and Rosen didn't listen to any more voices, and he was able to move vigorously.

The sandstorm wave rolled away like a prehistoric monster. Countless soldiers who rushed in front were sucked into the sandstorm before they approached Rosen.

Constantly struggling in the sandstorm, like a drowning person, when the hundreds of soldiers in the front became part of the sandstorm, the soldiers behind were scared out of their wits.

"The guns are completely useless, and they won't be scattered." A soldier said desperately.

No matter how they lined up to shoot into the sandstorm, or even moved out the rocket launcher to bomb, the speed of the sandstorm's extreme sweeping speed did not change at all, as if nothing had disappeared.

"Krokdal, stop." Eric also roared and reminded, but with the earth-shaking roar, who could hear his voice? Even if they heard it, would Rosen, who had plans in his mind, stop?

Obviously it is impossible.

"What kind of monster is this? How can a person control this kind of power?" When Zodi saw this, his face was filled with disbelief and he couldn't understand it. Fear surged into his heart, causing him to turn around and run away.

"Damn it." Seeing that the sandstorm was approaching, Eric didn't care too much. Fortunately, the navy had already retreated a long distance. He concentrated his energy and raised the strength in his body.

"Finger Gun. Torrent" Eric jumped out of the crowd and resisted head-on. All the strength of his body was concentrated on his arm and then on his index finger.

An index finger stabbed out, powerful force spurted out, and the finger shadows were dense. Afterwards, the vigor from countless index fingers were superimposed together, forming a tidal torrent like transparent air to meet the sandstorm.