Naruto's arsenal system

Being mentioned in this way about his glorious deeds, Qingjiao was of course very happy, and his big head turned red.

Although I have been living in seclusion for a long time, vanity and seclusion are two different things, so it is inevitable that I will be so happy.

Besides, now that his head has become like that and his strength has been greatly reduced, fewer and fewer people remember him. Even if they know his name, they will only think of him as an old guy who has passed away.

As the saying goes, it's easy to add icing on the cake, but it's difficult to give help when it's time. Kirito's words now are tantamount to giving help when it's time, and Qingjiao hasn't been this happy for a long time.

Even if he is his grandson, he rarely talks about the past, but for some reason, he started talking to Kirito.

Maybe he felt that Kirito could truly understand him, or maybe he had been alone for too long and wanted to find someone to talk to.

As for Kirito, he also listened with interest. Although the old man Qingjiao was too obsessed with treasures, he was still a good elder. The fact that his grandson had such strength was enough to prove this.

This made Kirito, who rarely experienced family affection, feel very comfortable, and suddenly felt like he was facing his grandfather.

Kevin Dishu seemed to know the old man's past, but he knew very little about it. At this time, he also listened attentively.

It is estimated that if others saw this scene, they would be shocked. These three people did not pay attention to the strength of their opponents at all when they were about to play, but they told stories here.

Once the old man started nagging, there would be no end to it. Kirito saw an opportunity and finally intervened.

"Senior, I have a few words to say to you. I wonder if I can take a step to speak."

Qingjiao now sees that Kirito is more well-behaved than his own grandson, and the love in her heart is naturally extraordinary, so how can she refuse him?

Nodding gently, Qingjiao twirled his beard and said with a smile: "Okay, but if you want me to let the old man out in the gladiatorial match, you absolutely can't."

In fact, this sentence was just a joke. Now that Kirito had coaxed him into submission, even if he made this request, he might not refuse it.

The Eight Treasure Marines have always relied on unique techniques to improve their eyesight. Foreign objects such as Devil Fruits do not matter. As for investigating the clown, it is the same everywhere.

The two of them walked towards the corner. Kevin Dexiu couldn't follow Kirito because of Kirito's words. Even though he was very curious, he couldn't follow him. He could only watch the fight absentmindedly.

I have to say that Doflamingo is really a wizard. He has countless ways to amass wealth. Now gambling has begun on the outside. Anyone who buys the winner of the duel can get several times the bonus.

Perhaps to increase the difficulty of this gamble, among the more than 100 people in each game, four people who are not eliminated will be successfully promoted, and the rest will be eliminated.

This means that even if you guess three people correctly, as long as the remaining one is wrong, you will still miss the big prize.

A rough estimate is that if the entire game ends, Doflamingo will throw away the hot potato of the Shock Fruit while getting dozens of times the profit.

He is not afraid that you will not gamble, because the high registration fee and entrance fee for this gladiatorial match and the winnings from gambling are enough for you to take the risk and give it a try.

Gambling can probably be regarded as a kind of nature. No matter whether you lose or win, once you get started, you can't stop at all.

"Senior, your head," Kirito said to Qingjiao hesitantly, as if he didn't know how to speak.

Qingjiao has become accustomed to that kind of gaze over the years. At least Kirito's gaze shows neither discrimination nor contempt, not to mention that he likes this little guy very much.

"If you have anything to say, just say it directly. No need to beat around the bush. I won't be angry, old man." Qingjiao smiled and patted Kirito on the shoulder.

Kirito smiled and scratched his head and said, "Actually, your injury can be cured, but I hope you can promise me one thing."

Qingjiao's expression changed and he became indifferent. He said unhappily: "Tell me, what do you want, the loyalty of the Babao Navy or wealth?"

Sure enough, Qingjiao thought Kirito was approaching him deliberately and had other motives, and that's why she became so cold.

The reason why Kirito is so entangled is because of this. This Qingjiao is good at everything. The only bad thing is that he is too persistent.

Smiling and shaking his head, Kirito did not speak, but said seriously: "I just hope to get a promise from the old man."

After being stunned for a moment, the expression on Qingjiao's face finally softened a bit. He said in a deep voice, "What's your promise?"

After the previous contact, Qingjiao was very fond of the little guy Kirito. When he knew that Kirito had ulterior motives, the biggest feeling in his heart was disappointment.

Now that he knew that Kirito's goal was not the treasure and the eight-treasure navy, hope rose in his heart.

"Forget about the past between you and Garp. If you treat hatred with hatred, you will only get greater hatred in the end," Kirito said seriously.

Qingjiao's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he said in a bad tone: "So you are the lobbyist sent by the old bastard Garp. Does he realize that he was wrong now? It's too late?"

Kirito shook his head again and said softly: "You are wrong. Garp and I have no direct relationship. The reason why I want to resolve this grudge is entirely for your own good."

"For me, do you know how I got here all these years? Do you know what I have lost because of him? How can I rest?" Qingjiao said excitedly, with a little tear in her eyes.

"It is precisely because I know your pain these years that I advise you to let go of hating someone. You already know how sad it is to be alone. You have just experienced how happy you are to like someone. Isn't the joy of regaining something lost enough to wash it away?" Everything in the past?" Kirito looked at him with pity and said.

This simple sentence was like a wake-up call and a light that cleared away the fog. Qingjiao suddenly fell into deep thought.

Kirito didn't bother him, he just waited quietly, with a gentle smile on his lips, looking so clean and pure.

Kevin Dishoe glanced here from time to time. He didn't know what the two people were talking about. They argued for a while, and now one was in a daze and the other was smiling. It was really unpredictable.