Violent Wolf's Pirate Career

Chapter 142 The knocker

Hearing this, Gabra immediately turned around and tiptoed to cover the chubby man's mouth, but it was a pity that the words he said could not be taken back.

The Demon King Ivankov frowned when he heard this and said: "I seem to have heard of this name cp9. I remember that is not an intelligence organization? Why are you here?"

Gabra sighed in frustration. He also understood that his identity might have been known to the other party, so he put down his hand covering the round man's mouth, then turned around and looked up at Ivan standing at the bow of the ship. Kokov said helplessly: "This is all because of the orders from above. Those of us who are subordinates can only obey orders. Except you and I want to kill here."

Ivankov looked at Gabra's helpless expression, not knowing whether it was true or not, and then said: "Since you only brought two people here, I'm afraid you are very confident in your own strength."

Hearing this, Gabra showed a rather proud smile on his face and said, "It's okay, after all, I captured some of you, and my strength should be a little bit higher than yours. "

As he said that, Gabra stretched out his palm and held his two fingers to make a small distance. It seemed that he was very humble, but the faces of the other prisoners present became very ugly when they saw this. .

The Shemale King Ivankov snorted coldly and said: "Your tone is not small, and I don't know what your strength is."

As soon as the words fell, the prisoners who had been surrounding the three CP9 agents rushed forward as if they had been ordered. This huge momentum coupled with the prisoners' not weak strength, I'm afraid even an ordinary navy officer The lieutenant general also wanted to avoid the sharp edge temporarily, but the three men suppressed their smiles in an instant, and then stood quietly on the spot, with no intention of dodging.

Countless swords slashed on the three people, but there was the sound of gold and iron clashing, as if the three people in front of them were covered in steel.

.1, who had been standing next to Crocodile, also showed interest when he saw this. He turned to look at Crocodile, but Crocodile did not focus on the deck at this time. He looked towards Impel Down City, which was getting farther and farther away, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Crocodile naturally noticed the look in his men's eyes, nodded without changing his expression, and then left the bow of the ship and walked toward the deck.

And the situation on the deck would change rapidly, the sword could not inflict any damage on those three people, instead they took the opportunity to counterattack.

"Finger gun" As soon as the three people's voices fell, the circle of prisoners closest to them flew out upside down. One or several blood holes appeared inexplicably on their bodies. In addition, the night was too dark, and no one could even see clearly who they were. No matter how they acted, the atmosphere suddenly solidified. The prisoners surrounding the three people even began to retreat, not because of fear, but simply because they thought that since they had already come here, dying like this might not be worth it.

At this time, a distinctive figure moving forward alone attracted the attention of everyone present. The tall .1 walked out of the crowd and stood in front of the three people. Then with a push of his palm, he turned into a figure. Ten sharp blades reflecting the cold light under the moonlight.

The leader, Gabra, raised his eyebrows when he saw this, and then said with a little interest: "Are you a person with fruit abilities? Now things are getting more interesting."

Then, Gabra turned his head and glanced at the two people behind him, and said: "Leave this guy to me. You are not allowed to interfere. I finally had fun, but I can't let you ruin it like this."

The fat guy nodded obediently, and then said: "Don't underestimate the enemy too much. Prisoners like Gabra are not just small characters. We are short of manpower now. If you are defeated, we will not." I’ll find a way to avenge you. Let’s chat.”

Gabra looked at .1 in front of him with disdain and said: "I won't be defeated by some unknown little character, but you two...don't just sit around watching the show and put other people in the way." Clean them all up”

The prisoners around him shouted angrily: "What are you talking about, you bastard? Are you looking for death?"

Even though the prisoners were all very angry, the three people surrounded by them still looked relaxed and at ease. Then things developed naturally. Gabra and .1 fought alone, and the remaining The two men took the initiative to rush towards the other prisoners, and the scene suddenly became very heated.

At this time, the warship had already unknowingly approached the huge door of justice, followed by a large number of warships as expected, and they would fire shells at the ship from time to time, but it was a pity that all of them were specially The guards blocked it, but it was nothing more than a trivial matter. Now they have to face the test of the door of justice in front of them.

If there is no way to open this door, all their efforts will be in vain, and it will only be a matter of time before they are sent back to the cell, and everyone present knows this well.

Crocodile looked at the Gate of Justice in front of him with dull eyes, as if thinking of something from the past, but not everyone could be as calm as him.

Ivankov, the Demon King, said anxiously: "Hey Sand Crocodile, we are in trouble now. I just communicated with my companions. It will take them an hour at the fastest to arrive at the opposite side of the Gate of Justice and help us open the door. But Looking at this situation, I’m afraid we won’t be able to survive until that time. Is there anything you can do?”

At this time, .3 squeezed through the crowd and shouted happily: "Boss, look, I found a good thing."

Several big guys standing at the bow of the ship turned their heads and looked over, only to see .3 holding a cigar in his raised hand. .3 ran to Crocodile's side, and then said happily: "I just I found this cigar in the captain's cabin and brought it to you immediately."

There was no change in the expression on Crocodile's face. On the contrary, the faces of the big guys around him were very ugly. The Demon King Ivankov couldn't help but cursed: "You brainless guy asked you to find it." Where is your companion in the navy? You actually found a cigar. If you are my subordinate, I must teach you a lesson. And you, Crocodile, there is no doubt about your ability. But your guy is an idiot."

But .3 seemed not to have heard these words. He ran to the side excitedly, lit the cigar with a torch, and then handed it to Crocodile's eyes. Crocodile took it casually and put it in his mouth. He took a deep breath, exhaled a large cloud of smoke, and his expression became soothed.

And among so many gloomy eyes, Crocodile asked casually: "Is the cactus dead?"

.3 nodded and said: "I found the bodies of him and his men behind the cabin. They were all killed with brute force... It seems that there is a very powerful guy hidden on this ship."

Crocodile took another puff on his cigar, and the smoke he exhaled blocked his eyes, making it impossible for those around him to figure out what he was thinking.

At this time, Crocodile turned around and faced everyone on the deck. Looking at the prisoners flying out on the deck, he said calmly: "Then the plan will go ahead as usual. I didn't care about that guy at all." I have too much hope, this is just right, and I don’t need to waste any more time.”

Suddenly, a huge boulder appeared on the top of the advancing city, and then fell towards the advancing city below. Judging from the huge size, the advancing city may be severely damaged in the next impact, and At the same time, a huge stone like a warship suddenly appeared and rushed towards the Gate of Justice from the advancing city. The extremely fast speed even divided the sea into a deep gully.