Pirate Free Travel

In the north of Columbide, there is a resplendent-looking five-story building called the Baiwei Building. This is the headquarters of the Dark Cuisine Association. Caesar looked at this palace-like building and complained: "The Dark Cuisine Association is quite naughty. An office location, so luxurious”

Robin adjusted his glasses and said, "The shiny gold ones don't match the style of dark cuisine very well."

When Wika heard this, a trace of contempt flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she sneered: "Hmph~~ This was all modified after Jacks took office. It was not so ostentatious before. My father has said before that this guy is not sincere about cooking. And he is greedy for pleasure, and he only regards cooking as a means to obtain glory and wealth."

"In my eyes, his cooking skills are not even comparable to that of Eric just now. If it weren't for Weiwei Fruit, he wouldn't be able to be the president."

Haha~~ As soon as Wika finished speaking, there was a burst of chuckles in the Baiwei Building, and Eric walked out of it wearing a clean white shirt with a smile, "I didn't expect Ms. Wika to value me so much, but these If President Jacks hears these words, he will be angry."

After speaking, Eric looked at Wika, with a hint of complexity flashing in his eyes. Just now, this woman gave him a taste of defeat, and it was a big failure that he could not quibble about. However, he did not hate her. For the cooking competition, Eric still maintains a minimum of respect and awe for people who are taller than him.

After calming down, Eric sighed: "Oh~~ You shouldn't have come, Ms. Wika. If you leave now, as a reward for your victory over me, I can pretend that I haven't seen you."

Wika glanced at Eric and said calmly: "I'm here to get back what belongs to me and do something that should have been done long ago."

After hearing this, Eric looked at Paul, Caesar and others behind Wika, and asked with a chuckle: "Did the people behind you give you confidence and make you think that you can defeat Jacks?"

"Don't be stupid, Ms. Vika, you should be very aware of Jacks' power. A pirate worth only 9000 to [-] million is nothing more than a child in his eyes."

Wika did not waver after hearing this. She just looked at Eric calmly and said coldly: "Do you want to stop me, Chef Eric?"

Wika didn't know much about Caesar and the others, and she didn't know if they could defeat Jacks, but she didn't want to give up. If she wanted to leave, she could have left long ago, but even if she died, she didn't want to use the fate of a fugitive. Identity, go to the sea she yearns for. She came here with the consciousness of death.

Looking at this stubborn girl, Caesar and Robin felt a little shocked in their hearts. Perhaps they were the only people here who could understand her mood best. There were too many things on this island that she cared about. Paul, who stood by silently, and her father hatred, and her own memory

Caesar, who thought of this, patted Wika on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Hey, don't stop, keep going, do what you want to do, have a good vent, and leave everything else to us. Won’t let them bother you”

After hearing this, Wika glanced at Caesar and said nothing, but chose to trust them. She turned around and continued walking forward. As for Eric, leave it to them.

Caesar was very satisfied with Wika's trust. He turned to Van Oka and said, "I'll leave this guy to you.

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Give him back his share as well.”

Hearing this, Fan Oka took down the musket he was carrying, looked at Eric and said calmly: "Understood."

Caesar nodded, responded to Fanoka, then greeted Robin and Paul, followed Wika, and walked towards the Baiwei Building. As for Eric, Caesar, like Wika, consciously ignored him. If you give it to Fan Oka, you must trust him.

Looking at Wika and Caesar, Robin smiled slightly and walked inside. When passing by Fan Oka, he chuckled: "Then I'll leave it to you, Mr. Gunner."

Paul was a little confused at this time. In his mind, shouldn't everyone go together and kill Eric as soon as possible? Why did Mr. Long Face remain? However, he is a weakling, so he should listen to Caesar, so he also moved forward. Go.

Eric's face was livid at this time. What he couldn't stand the most was being ignored. Eric looked at Wika walking towards him unprepared, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and then he took the He took out a silver metal glove, put it on his left hand, then roared and slapped it at Wika.

"You have to pay the price for looking down on people. Go to hell, Wika." Eric's left hand gradually grew larger during the process of taking pictures. In just one second, it became more than three meters tall. Two meters wide and with metal gloves, it was like a wall covered with iron had fallen down.

Seeing Eric's move, Wika and Caesar continued to move forward as if they hadn't seen it. Robin didn't say anything, but Paul was not so calm. He looked panicked and shouted: "Be careful ahead Wika." "

bang bang bang~~

Just when Iron Palm was about to hit Wika, Fan Oka from behind took action, raised his gun and fired three quick bursts, hitting Eric's eyebrows, heart and thickened left wrist respectively.

"Yes." The moment the gun rang out, Eric instantly felt palpitations, especially between his brows and heart. There was an uncomfortable feeling. Eric, who had no time to think about it, relied on his instinct to take his left hand back and block it. to the front.

Dang Dang Dang~~Three clashes of gold and iron sounded, and three bullets were shot into Eric's enlarged iron hand.

Eric, who had blocked three bullets, breathed a sigh of relief. He almost died just now. This glove was made of a soft but tough mysterious metal. After putting it on, his hands would Become as hard as steel.

Returning his hand to normal size, Eric no longer pestered Wika and Caesar. Instead, he looked at Van Oka with a solemn expression. With this gunman around, he could not attack others.

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After passing Eric, Caesar and others entered the Baiwei Building. Caesar and Robin looked around curiously. The first floor was an empty hall. At this time, there was no one in the hall, and it seemed very quiet.

"Yeah" stepping on the floor of the hall, Robin let out a light sigh, squatted down and touched it with his hands, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, his pupils shrank and he said in surprise: "This floor is made of salt. "

After hearing Robin's words, Caesar also frowned and took a look. The white floor in the hall was really made of table salt.And not only the floor, but also the tables, chairs, and counters, except for the load-bearing pillars, are all made of highly compressed salt.