Pirate's meat costume sword hero

After all, three cobblers cannot compete with one Zhuge Liang!The three people stared at each other for a long time, to be precise, Ter and Wu Mu.Because Robin had always looked calm and had nothing to do with him, sitting on the sofa nearby and reading his books quietly.

"Hey Robin, you've been reading that book since Baiyu Island. After flipping through it, have you found a solution?"

Terl, who has never been very big-minded, turned his head and looked at Robin, who looked aloof from the world, with a displeased expression on his face, and curled his lips and complained.

After hearing this, Robin finally closed the book, looked helplessly at his petty captain, and said calmly: "With your strength, even if you kill directly, no one can stop you, right? There is no admiral in the West Sea. Ter.”

"I don't want to be discovered by the navy and regarded as a potential threat by them, let alone carry a bounty..."

Robin spread his hands helplessly and said, "I'm better at sneaking and hiding in various disguises, so I can't help you, Ter, I'm sorry."

"You..." Angry, Ter turned his head and glared at Ebony, who had well-developed limbs.

Facing the sinister Terr, Wumu, who was afraid of being offended, spoke quickly, trying to survive in death: "Boss, if you go in openly, the consequences will naturally be serious, but with your skills, boss, you can sneak into Donald's body quietly." .Gaya’s residence, it wouldn’t be difficult to force him to find out the whereabouts of Muramasa and then come out with his body intact, right?”

"..."

Yes, TMD yes...

I really fell into a misunderstanding in my thinking.

I always think about using a strategy to get Muramasa without losing any blood, and I keep thinking about outsmarting me, but this damn thing turns out to be a mental retard...

Why do I, an ordinary person, use my brain to create those high-end gadgets?Just rely on strength to win.

With a slightly scrutinizing eye, he took a serious look at Wu Mu, who was sitting in front of him like a little daughter-in-law. The seemingly simple-minded Wu Mu was not completely useless. This is probably because a fool will succeed after all his considerations.

Didn't you see that Robin and yourself, two smart people, fell into misunderstandings and didn't think of this?

Alas, maybe this is because a wise man will make a mistake every time he thinks about it, right?

Robin, who was forcibly classified as a wise man by Tur, had no idea what Tur was thinking.

Robin was simply too lazy to help him think about it. In Robin's opinion, with Ter's strength, he had to take so many detours to achieve his goals and forcibly complicate things that were originally very simple. It was simply out of character... ..

"Ebony, why are you looking at me? Are you idle? Why don't you go and exercise when you are so free?"

"..." The broken limbs and arms in the Baiyu Island bar could not help but come to mind.Well, the boss is right, if it makes sense, we have to listen...

Terr glanced with satisfaction at Ebony, who silently walked aside and began to do push-ups. I don't want to say whether this kind of exercise is useful, but at least his attitude is here.

Unlike the one next to him, Terr glanced resentfully at Nicole Robin, who was still immersed in the ocean of books and unable to extricate herself.

You have completely revealed your true colors, woman...

Sure enough, the Robin who always had a gentle face and a smile that made people naturally feel close to her was a **** fake, and the dark-faced and numb-faced woman in front of her was the prototype.

Terr lay weakly on the bed and waited for night to fall, looking at the ceiling of the room with dull eyes. He had given up all his plans for her. Now is the real mispayment...

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In a country that has been invaded and occupied by underground forces, ordinary civilians living on Serol Island hardly leave their homes at night. Only the occasional barking of dogs and cats can be heard in the dark streets.

Ter, who lived alone in a room, put on a black windbreaker, climbed out of the window of his room on the third floor, and landed gently on the street. The dark night was the best cover for Ter.

When the Wisdom Color was activated, everything around him was three-dimensionally presented in Ter's mind. As he moved forward, relying on the super-perception ability of the Wisdom Color, he skillfully avoided the groups of guards patrolling at night.

It only took about 10 minutes for Terr to arrive at the manor where collector Donald Gaye lived. The guards guarding the gate and the people hiding in the commanding heights in every corner were all clearly and accurately perceived by Terr... ..

It was easy for Ter to avoid them in this situation.

"Did you feel something that just passed by?" One of the two guards guarding the left wall of the manor asked his companion beside him.

"The wind must have blown over, I felt it too." Guard B who was asked scratched his head...

"Look over there?"

Guard B understood in an instant that this was the code they had agreed upon to fish happily together. Guard B nodded solemnly, and the two figures turned and left as tragically as they were rushing to the battlefield.

Ter waited until they were far away, then slowly walked from a cluster of flower beds to where the two guards were standing.

Looking up at the balcony extending from the third floor, I could vaguely see the fluttering gauze curtains blown by the wind.

Terr squatted down and bent his knees to exert force, and his body climbed up quickly. Because he was afraid of too much movement, he did not dare to use too much force. As a result, when he approached the bottom of the balcony, the upward trend had stopped. Fortunately, he always turned on the special ability of seeing, hearing, color and super perception. Then he grabbed the protruding eaves of the wall in time, and with a little force with his knuckles, he threw his suspended body upwards. He grabbed the edge of the balcony with his other hand in time, and finally climbed onto the balcony smoothly.

As soon as you step onto the balcony and look in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see clearly the furnishings of the room. A huge and luxurious bed is located not far in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

There were waves of snoring sounds like electric drills coming from the bed, making Terr extremely sure that this was the designated man in front of him. The brilliant decoration of the room in front of him and the exquisite utensils all showed that the owner was extremely luxurious, and his identity was naturally ready to be revealed. ....

After I slowly walked to the bed and made sure that the person sleeping in front of me was a fat middle-aged man with gray hair, the rest became much easier.

Ter suddenly reached for the man's mouth, and immediately grabbed the middle-aged man's neck with his other hand...

"Uh...uh..."

Donald Gaye, who was suddenly awakened, struggled on his hands and knees...

who is it?Did Becky finally find out and send someone to deal with me?Am I going to die?

"If you move too much, I'll screw your head off."

Suddenly, a suppressed and low male voice came to his ears, causing Donald Gaye to stop struggling instantly. Since the other party did not kill him immediately, he must have other intentions. As long as it was not sent by Becky to claim his life, there would be others. Room for change....

Seeing that the other party was cooperating and stopping the useless struggle, Terl released his hand from holding Donald Gaye's neck, and then casually turned on the lamp in front of the bed, not caring at all about the increasingly horrified look in his eyes.Seeing his appearance now, he should be silenced.

"Obey, don't move...don't move, my hands slip easily."

While pressing the other person's mouth and pressing him on the bed, Terl pulled out Miyuki and put it against the other person's neck. He then said: "Don't panic, Mr. Collector, I'm asking for money and don't want to kill anyone. I'll relax." Let me go, but if you dare to scream, you are forcing me to kill you, do you understand?"

When Donald Gaya heard this, his expression instantly relaxed a lot, and his body was no longer as stiff as before. He nodded cooperatively. If he really wanted to ask for money, then thank God. What he lacks most is this kind of thing...

After he agreed, Terl let go of his hand covering his mouth, and wiped his hands on the priceless quilt with a look of disgust on his face.

"Who is your Excellency? How many Baileys do you need? I will give you the money, and I will treat you as a friend..." Donald Gaye, who had regained his freedom, finally regained his composure, sat back on the bed, and carefully considered the use. The opening of the word spoke to Ter.

Terr was not in a hurry to answer. He stretched out his legs to reach for a chair and twisted to sit down. The Miyuki quilt filled with cold light was held casually across his legs with one hand.

Ter looked at Donald Gaye who was pretending to be calm in front of him with playful eyes, and sneered: "Stop your ridiculous thoughts. If you really want to kill you, can I wake you up and kill you again?"

"I'm sorry, it's true that I panicked." Donald Gaye's expression relaxed again, and then asked: "Then tell me, sir, how many Baileys are needed for emergency response? Just make friends. I will never refuse."

Donald Gaye knew very well how tightly guarded his manor was, and the man in front of him was able to hold him hostage without anyone noticing, without alerting the guards at all.

Either that is because his strength has reached a terrifying level, and he is no longer as powerful as ordinary people.

Another way is that the other party has special abilities, for example, the other party is a Devil Fruit user and prefers the ability of stealth.

Donald Gaye prefers the second option....

"Muramasa, the twelve-level supreme sharp sword, has been collected by you, right? I want this sword, give Muramasa to me, and I will leave..."

"Your Majesty, are you really here just for this Muramasa?"

Looking at Donald Gaye, whose face was full of disbelief and astonishment, Terr raised his eyebrows, feeling that he was offended.

At this time, Terl felt like a poor guy who tried every possible means to kidnap a billionaire just to extort 100 yuan for a meal.

"Uh, I'm sorry, I just want to confirm whether you will really let me go after you get the knife..."