The Pirate of the Void Throne

Seeing Mr.5 kneading his boogers with his fingertips, Kosha was somewhat worried that he accidentally dropped his boogers on the ground.

The power of the booger bomb is quite scary.

"By the way, what do you usually do?"

Kosha immediately started chatting.

"me……"

Mr.5 said nonchalantly:

"Usually I just sing and tuck my nose in and stuff like that."

As he said that, Mr.5 squeezed the black ball in his hand and stuffed it back into his nostril naturally.

It was actually recycled directly, which was unexpected.

"..."

Kosha looked at Mr. 5 silently, not knowing how he came up with such an anti-human behavior, and whether he could breathe smoothly or not.

Fortunately, Kosha did not forget the purpose of his trip. He put aside his distracting thoughts and prepared to get straight to the point.

“Everyday life is so relaxing in the chaos of Alabasta.”

"I think your identity... must be very unusual."

When Kosha finished his unclear words, the entire coffee shop seemed to become quiet for an instant.

The atmosphere is heavy and depressing.

Everyone's eyes were on Kosha at the same time.

"What do you mean?"

Mr.5 suddenly raised his head.

The eyes under the sunglasses were staring at Kosha, as if he wanted to see some secret from the changes in the latter's expression.

Kou Sha was unmoved. Under the gaze of everyone, he slowly raised the wine glass in his hand, raised his head and took a sip.

He smiled and said:

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to do a business with you."

"My profession is a rock singer, I don't do any business."

Mr.5 coldly rejected Kosha.

Kosha put down the wine glass in his hand and said calmly:

"Don't refuse in a hurry. The revolver hanging on your waist has already betrayed you."

"The latest weapons from the South China Sea, compared with ordinary flintlock guns, both the number of loaded bullets and the bullet speed have been greatly improved."

Kosha said minding his own business.

"..."

Mr.5 lowered his head and looked at the revolver half exposed at his waist, and remained silent.

Being able to obtain the latest weapons in the South China Sea in the Grand Line does mean that he has some identity or has certain channels.

Kosha must have seen his identity problem from this. He did not know the real cause of the chaos in Alabasta, nor did he know that he was a senior cadre of the Baroque Working Society.

A false alarm.

Come to think of it, how could Kosha, an ordinary person who was manipulated by the BOSS, know these secrets?

Thinking of this, Mr.5 regained his composure in an instant.

Other people in the coffee shop also gradually stopped staring at Kosha.

Obviously, they were just too vigilant.

"I just got this gun by chance."

Mr.5 looked at Kosha calmly.

The implication is that you guessed wrong. This is just a coincidence that you got it from an unlucky guy.

"yes……"

After hearing this answer, Kosha quickly showed a look of disappointment on his face, as if it was far from what he expected.

He sighed softly and said:

"Yuba is getting more and more confused. I wanted to find a stable channel to purchase arms and weapons, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult."

"The king is cruel and cruel and has no regard for the life and death of our Juba people. He has long lost his former kindness. If he continues like this, the entire country will be destroyed."

"If there were always enough arms and weapons, Juba might not be able to overthrow the king and save Alabasta... What a pity... What a pity..."

Kosha shook his head, his expression showing an indescribable regret.

Save Alabasta?

Haha, this is so stupid, you are just a pawn.

Mr.5 looked calm on the surface, but in his heart he sneered disdainfully, secretly despising Kousha.

As a senior cadre of the Baroque Working Society who secretly instigated the Juba rebellion, he has a sense of superiority to some extent.

Compared with Mr. 5’s disdain, other people’s concerns seem to be different.

Buy arms and weapons?

The blue-haired beauty Pola at the bar stared at Kosha, and the corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily.

You can't even afford a glass of wine, but you still want to buy a gun?

How dare you say so?

Of course Kosha said it out loud, but his face was worthless, and he came with nothing.

"The wine is very good. I will come here often if I have the chance."

Kosha glanced at Paula at the bar and drank all the wine in his hand.

He immediately stood up and strode out of the coffee shop.

The reason why I chose to talk to Mr. 5 was because he was relatively weak, and even if there was a fight, Kosha would be able to escape unscathed.

The other one is that Mr.5 holds a revolver, which is a good entry point.

The words intended to overthrow Alabasta were naturally not meant for Mr. 5, but for Crocodile.

Now that what needs to be said has been said, what needs to be done has been done, and all we can do next is how Crocodile responds.

Watching Kosha leave, many senior cadres of the Baroque Working Group in the coffee shop had different expressions.

"It seems that BOSS's plan is very successful. Yuba is almost at the end of his rope."

"Yes, the whole of Juba has become a pawn to be played with."

"Haha... We are just ordinary people, how can we fight against us?"

"You can report today's news, BOSS will probably be very happy."

While they were disdainful of Kosa, they also admired the BOSS who was behind the scenes and making suggestions.

However, they did not know that when the news was reported, they themselves had also become Kosa's pawns.

…………

"Kosa really said that?"

In the basement of Yuyan, Crocodile sat on a chair and stared at Nico Robin who was standing not far away.

"Yes, the news from several cadres is consistent."

Nico Robin nodded affirmatively.

"Ah……"

Crocodile chuckled, lit a cigar and smoked it happily, feeling quite good.

"It seems that the last time Kosha went to meet King Kobra, the conflict between the two was completely aroused and they stood on opposite sides."

"Yes, what are we going to do?"

Nico Robin asked with a smile.

call!

Crocodile exhaled a breath of white mist, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face with knife marks across it.

"As a hero of Alabasta, of course I will choose to help them. After all... I also love this country deeply."

"It's really a bad idea." Nico Robin said softly.

The situation was similar to what Kosha expected. It was nothing more than a waste of all money. Crocodile didn't care about these extraneous things.

All he cares about is the secret buried deep in Alabasta.

Now that the plan can be implemented ahead of schedule, why not?