Pirate Warring States Warriors

At this time, bursts of music of different styles and characteristics are constantly echoing over Abala, the music island.

Musicians from all over the world took turns taking the stage to play their famous songs.

In fact, those who were able to get independent playing time in this short day were without exception musicians who were already well-known in the sea.

Naturally, this also includes Fran Malone and

Brooke, who arrived half a year early and had a relationship with the owner of the Xihai Specialty Trust Music Festival, jumped in through the back door.

While Warring States looked around, he also enjoyed the music on the stage.

Compared with the previous life, the music in the One Piece world rarely has the kind of solemn and majestic music, but relatively speaking, those cheerful rhythms and the yearning for freedom go further than traditional music.

After the song ended, the rich voice of the island host spread to all corners of the theater with the help of speakers.

"Next, we invite a musician from the Kingdom of the West Sea, Brooke."

"Yo ho ho ho"

A tall, thin man with an afro came to the stage with an acoustic guitar, and with his fingers wrapped around the strings, he played a passionate melody that enlivened the atmosphere and moved the audience below.

"Oh oh oh oh" I don't know who he is at all, but this look is so unique.

"Lovely ladies, are you here to listen to my music? Hohohoho."

After Brooke let out his trademark laugh on the stage, he suddenly leaned forward on the ground and whispered beside many ladies:

"Ladies, please don't begrudge your privacy. If my performance is charming enough, can you give me a look at yours?"

"Hey, who is this thin and tall pervert? Security guard?"

"Ah, it's just a joke, don't be so strict."

Brooke waved his hands hurriedly and started playing under the unkind eyes of the theater owner backstage.

"The song I'm going to play next is"

The crowd in the exciting scene was restless, which greatly hindered the observation of Sengoku and Garp.

Garp was still looking around, looking for suspicious people who might appear, but was quietly poked by Sengoku.

"Garp, there's a situation."

He had already released the Haki of Seeing and Hearing just now, but because there were too many voices around him, he was unable to get any effective information.

But just now, among the mixed messages, a breath moving straight towards him suddenly appeared.

When he noticed something strange, he immediately informed Garp.

In the noisy crowd, the footsteps came closer, and even closer.

Just when the owner of the voice was about to get behind the two of them, Warring States turned his head slightly.

Behind them was a blond man wearing a green tuxedo with a sword tied to his waist.

"It's really strange that a big pirate would actually come right in front of the navy. Has the sun come out in the west?"

Fran Malone was obviously surprised by the other party's awareness, but this surprise only lasted for a moment, and was later covered up by his body movements of lifting his hair.

"Although the probability seems a bit low, I still want to ask, can the two navy gentlemen allow me to finish playing this piece?"

His hands were in the air, as if he sincerely wanted to get this opportunity.

Warring States was not moved by the other party's words of prayer, so he stood up and twisted his neck.

"Then when civilians beg you for mercy, will you allow them to leave?"

Fran Malone seemed to think carefully and answered decisively: "Of course not."

"Then you still dare to ask for my favor?"

Slayer Fran Malone, also known as the Blood Sea Player, is a notorious pirate.

Heroes of the sea rarely committed massacres of civilians, and Fran Malone

Whenever he captured a village, he would have his men herd all the civilians together and put on a concert.

People who don’t care about music will die.

The rude person who does not applaud at the end of the performance will die.

Bailey, who couldn't produce enough to match his unique playing level, would also die.

After one performance, the population of an island was reduced to ten.

In the eyes of Seng Guo, who wanted to choose someone to devour, Fran Malone sighed slightly and jumped to the fence outside the arena.

"don't run"

"I don't want to ruin the concert. You don't want civilians to be harmed."

His sword pointed at the crowd, and then pointed at the mountains in the distance.

Watching each other's figure disappear outside the wall, the two looked at each other and followed closely.

In the noisy scene, few people noticed this episode.

Except, Morgans with the camera bug on top of the theater.

On the top of the hillside, Zhan Ge looked at the two people running towards him and raised the long sword in his hand as if he were using a baton.

"Now that you two are here, let the show begin."

Without waiting for the two to reply, a crisp and melodious tone was produced as the sword blade and tube cut through the air.

“Share thoughts and sing songs of compassion.”

“A world without the Five Precepts is filled with confusion and sadness.”

The ethereal songs accompanied by Zhan Ge's low singing seemed to separate several people from the world, and they were completely immersed in the emotions in his singing.

Even though the sun was shining brightly outside and the town nearby was bustling, Sengoku and Garp felt a sense of sadness and boredom emerge from the bottom of their hearts.

"Sengoku, I feel like being a navy is so tiring. I want to take a rest."

Hearing Garp's words, he instinctively wanted to nod, but the altar in his heart suddenly sounded the alarm, like a basin of cold water being poured down, making him wake up instantly.

"No, he is a fruit capable person"

He hit the head with a shockwave that shook both himself and Garp awake.Opposite the two of them, Zhan Ge showed an extremely unhappy expression.

"Please don't think of my outstanding music as a fruitful ability. This is an operation that I personally performed with every move of my hands."

"I have no fruit"

Really Fruitless Sengoku reminds Marianne, a member of the Baroque Studio.

A little girl who can control the emotions of others with the color of paint.

Could it be that Zhan Ge's songs have a similar principle and his skills are so superb that they are almost super powers?

Thinking of this, he yelled at Garp:

"Don't listen to his songs, get a quick fix"

Garp stopped procrastinating, activated his fruit ability, and rushed in front of Zhange in an instant.

"Momo Fruit, Rifled Fist"

The boxing turned into an afterimage, tearing the air and bringing out bursts of blue light.

It was the air that was driven by the rapid speed, creating a tiny air blade similar to Lan Jiao.

But such a quick blow failed.

"Tear apart the sky, and you will reach peace."

"The tears of sadness will turn into rain."

Move, can't move

No, it's my body

He has his own ideas and doesn't want to move

Cold and slow, under the invisible control of the music, Garp's mind was extremely clear, but his body seemed to be stuck in the mud and stone, making him unable to move even a finger and looking at the sharp sword blade. approaching slowly