Pirate: My villain's identity is exposed

Pamela Herring transformed into a unicorn and flew faster than her angel form. Since Houston asked her to use her full strength, she would never hide anything.

Her horn is her greatest weapon.

In an instant, the horn came into contact with Sherlock, and venom splashed out, sprinkling onto Sherlock's hand wrapped in domineering energy.

Unfortunately, the domineering power has failed!

Armed Haki is ineffective against Venom!

It's not that Sherlock can't avoid it, he does it on purpose!The purpose is to determine the effect of this venom.

"very good."

He felt the strength in his limbs gradually disappearing, his body softened, and he fell from the air.

Pamela Heling flapped her wings and caught him in time.

Herring walked gracefully from the air to the beach, transformed back into human form, and placed Sherlock on the beach.

Sherlock was still conscious, but his body couldn't move. His current state was as if he was being put on the operating table under semi-anesthesia.

He can sense what those around him are doing, but cannot move.

Herring covered his head and looked at Sherlock nervously: "What should I do? What should I do? I actually injured Houston. Houston, you don't want to die."

Sherlock's body gradually turned purple, and the poisonous gas spread rapidly.

He Ling whimpered.

Sherlock didn't know how Herring, with her IQ, could carry out assassination plans for Houston in the past. It would be reasonable for her to die 9000 times, even if she didn't die [-] times.

He struggled to spit out two words: "Saliva..."

He Ling suddenly understood and looked at Sherlock in surprise, with a blush on his face: "Houston...you...are you asking me to kiss you?"

No matter how hard it was for Sherlock to say another sentence, he had already begun to regret using himself for the experiment. He should have called Wrightson or Colm, or Lauberon if that didn't work.

Herling touched her red cheeks: "Houston actually...actually confessed to me, Herling is so happy."

I didn't... Sherlock felt like he was going to be sent away in the next second, with his head surrounded by the little angel who was singing the Bible.

He Ling summoned up the courage to slowly lower her head, kiss Sherlock's mouth, and put saliva into his mouth.

The deer in He Ling's heart rushed out and danced a ballet under the rainbow.

The saliva entered the mouth, followed the esophagus into the stomach, and merged with the toxin, which relieved Sherlock's paralysis.

But He Ling seemed to be unsatisfied and had no intention of letting go of Sherlock.

Her kisses were normal at first, but gradually turned into pig kisses, just like a few-year-old child kissing happily after getting a new toy.

Sherlock's mouth was swollen from being poked by her. He glanced sideways at Herring: "Have you kissed me enough?"

He Ling realized that Sherlock's poison had been detoxified, and immediately put away his pouted mouth and touched his red face: "I am detoxifying you."

Sherlock touched his swollen lips and got up: "Are you a jellyfish?"

"He, he is a unicorn."

He Ling covered her face, not daring to look at Sherlock.

Sherlock shook his head and sighed: "You can do this next time to detoxify."

Herring looked at Sherlock curiously. Sherlock spat on the ground and wiped his mouth.

Herring's eyes shone with surprise, and she looked at Sherlock with admiration: "So it can still be like this."

"Because your venom is poisonous upon contact, the detoxification should be the same."

Sherlock analyzed, he raised his eyebrows and looked confident.

Then he put his hand on the blushing He Ling's shoulder and looked at her seriously.

Pamela Herring's heart was beating rapidly, and she felt Houston lowering his head to kiss her. Happiness came so quickly. Sure enough, Huahua would not lie, and Houston still liked her!

She closed her eyes. Sherlock was stunned for a moment and opened her eyes with his hand: "Sand?"

"Ah, no, that."

Pamela Heling's words were incoherent.

"Your venom will help a lot."

After Sherlock finished speaking, he patted her thin shoulder: "Fight with me again, and I won't give in this time."

Pamela Herring seemed to hear Houston saying he wanted to kiss her again. She nodded excitedly. She was very excited at the thought of poisoning Houston so that she could do whatever he wanted.

And she had the illusion that she was happy even if she was beaten by Houston.

Sherlock looked at her nymphomaniac expression and suddenly thought of something. He took out the tape from his pocket and stuck it on He Ling's mouth: "This is much better."

"Woooooo."

Pamela Herring looked at Sherlock aggrievedly.

Sherlock had a serious look on his face, and his figure flashed behind Pamela Herring: "It's begun."

Pamela Heling spread her wings and flew.

……

Laubran and Cam watched the two of them spar not far away.

Cam scratched his turban and said with a confused expression: "It's strange, doesn't the captain never hit women?"

Lauberon took the coffee and took a sip: "The captain probably didn't regard Herring as a woman."

Cam was even more confused: "A top performer like Herring is not a woman in the eyes of the captain. So what kind of woman does the captain want? Empress Hancock?"

Laurent's eyes were bright, and he felt as if he had been connected to the second line of Ren and Du: "Yes, the captain must like the empress, so other women can't look down on her."

"Bacara came out of the captain's cabin that day with an ugly face. It seemed that she was rejected by the captain."

Cam said.

"A woman like her will always have a male partner, so there is no need to worry about her."

Lauberon laughed.

……

3 hours before Ace's public execution.

Luffy, who was separated from his companions in the Shampoo Islands, was heading towards the Navy Headquarters to rescue his brother Ace.

……

South coast port.

At the morning market.

it mizzles.

Under the umbrellas, people buying groceries were talking: "There are only three hours until the execution."

"Is Whitebeard really coming back?"

"It must be a character left over from the great pirate era. He must be very old now."

"I haven't seen his name on the news in years."

East China Sea inland.

pasture.

The herdsmen who are grazing are also discussing.

"They are all pirates from long ago. The Navy Headquarters will never lose."

said the bearded herdsman.

"No matter what kind of pirates there are, there's no way they can break into Marinefando. That's the naval headquarters."

The shepherd girl looked serious.

At this time, a bald man smoked a cigarette and said: "That's not necessarily the case. Back then, a pirate named Golden Lion Shiji invaded Marineland and destroyed almost half of the navy headquarters. Maybe this time he would have done the same thing. And, no matter who loses or wins, there will definitely be heavy casualties.”

"It would be best if he doesn't show up. It would be even better if the execution goes smoothly."

North Sea.

A store in a snowstorm.

Two drunken people shouted: "Boss, we are buying wine, please open the door quickly, are you no longer doing business?"

"How long have you been buying alcohol? Don't you know that a war is about to break out? Go back, go back, if the world still exists tomorrow, I will open a business!"

The boss shook his fist and drove away the two drunkards.

West Sea.

Inside the bar.

The bald one-legged pirate holding the rum said: "Don't think that man is old. A year ago, the moment we saw this man sitting there, we gave up hope of living."

Almost the whole world is talking about Whitebeard.

This big shot will definitely appear in Ace's execution ground.

Marine Vandeau, Naval Headquarters.

Boone, a naval captain, led the team responsible for transporting gunpowder to the headquarters.

In the unusually quiet alley, a black cat rummaged for food in the trash can and meowed.

Through the cracks in the barrels, Sherlock saw that the always prosperous Marineland had been reduced to an "empty city". All the bars, hotels, and shops had closed door signs, and the streets were empty.

"A war is about to break out, are you afraid?"

Boone discussed with his colleagues.

The short navy said: "I'm afraid. I didn't sleep well last night, no, the night before, the night before last, for a whole week."

"Haha, don't run away then. It's a serious crime to run away in battle."

The bearded navy quipped.

"Colonel Boone is still awesome. He still had the energy to find a girl last night."

said the short marine.

Boon raised the corner of his mouth: "Such a big war is going to break out. If I die, at least I won't regret it."

"Fortunately, our family members have all taken refuge in the Shampoo Islands."

The bearded navy said.

"My son is still clamoring to see the execution."

The burly middle-aged marine said regretfully, "But it's so dangerous, how could we bring him to see it?"

Boone patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay. You can see the progress of the public execution on the big screen in the Shampoo Islands Sanctuary."

"Colonel, can I still go back alive to see my son?"

Boone fell silent.

When a war breaks out, casualties are inevitable whether it is the navy or the pirates.