Starting from the pirates, the brain hole exploded

New world, a certain sea area.Mobile terminal m..

In the whimpering evening breeze, a small boat that looked a bit like a coffin board was drifting quietly on the sea as usual.

However, the slight difference is that the boat at this moment is capsized downwards. Not only is the back of the coffin facing the direction, but the figure on the original boat that once made countless pirates frightened is also missing.

Gollum.

I don’t know how long it took, but a burst of bubbles suddenly appeared on the sea surface next to the coffin, and then a man suddenly leaned out from the sea. After righting the coffin-board boat, he climbed up the deck and let out a long breath.

This is a young man with short black hair, a slight beard, and light yellow eyes as sharp as an eagle.He was wearing a burgundy patterned shirt, but it was completely soaked like his hair at this time, and his face was a little gloomy.

"It's all soaked in water. I don't know if it can still be used..."

Looking at the display screen and keyboard and mouse in his arms, Hawkeye frowned slightly, with a strange expression on his face.

Speaking of which, this is the first time his boat has capsized in the sea since he became famous.

The reason is also very simple. Just now... when he was tasting a glass of red wine alone, he felt a little bored, so he opened the "Ocean Blue Moon" that his friend Red Hair had recommended to him for a long time, and was ready to see what this game was like. Is it really as explosive as its reputation?

As a result... when he clicked on the icon, he didn't see the quality of the game, but he was really surprised by a dance performed by an acquaintance general.

At that time, he squirted out a mouthful of red wine, and another wave hit him. His center of gravity was unsteady, and he fell into the water with an unprecedented "biaji", and now he looked like a drowned rat.

Not only was the red wine gone, but also the white candles used to enhance the appearance of the coffin board were gone. Even the telephone bugs and supporting equipment had all fallen into the sea. If it hadn't been for his quick hands and eyes and superb strength, he probably wouldn't have been able to retrieve any of them.

And more importantly.

Even though he had just come out of the water and the display screen had been turned off, for some reason, his mind was still filled with Kizaru's ecstatic smile and dancing posture, as well as the magical rhythm of the drums.

The two combined with each other, lingering in his ears and eyes for a long time, and the more he wanted to forget them, the more clear the impression became, and he even had the urge to stand up and jump along with it.

It’s so poisonous!

Trying to think about the way he danced "ppap", Hawkeye Mihawk couldn't help but shudder. This kind of dance that gave off an obscene atmosphere from beginning to end was really not something he could hold on to. Not to mention that his image was completely ruined, and he was probably still I have to be laughed at by the red-haired guy for the rest of my life.

Although he didn't know that Kizaru, as a naval admiral, had the wrong brain to do such a thing, but thinking about it, Hawkeye really admired that guy...

Well, wait a minute, no one is around to see me capsize, right?

Suddenly thinking of this, a sharp light flashed through Hawkeye's eyes. He closed his eyes and sensed his surroundings with his sense of sight. Then he stood up and looked around. After seeing that he didn't see even a single human hair, he felt relieved.

Huh, if someone sees that he is choking on red wine and the boat capsizes, then the other person is the next Creek Pirates who has not escaped, even if they chase him to the ends of the world...

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Naval Headquarters, Marin Vando.

In the spacious and bright top-floor office, the display screen was playing a promotional advertisement for Ocean Blue Moon. In front of the screen, Sengoku sat there with a gloomy look on his face, while Garp next to him was holding a bag of senbei and watching. With relish.

On the screen, Kizaru had just finished ppap's dance part and stopped smiling. The camera also zoomed in and he began to read the advertising slogan with a serious face.

Behind the white screen, the surface of the "Ocean Blue Moon" logo also began to flash various dazzling special effects as the context changed:

"Hello everyone, I am Kizaru. This is a brand new version that you have never played before. You only need to play it for 3 minutes and you will love this game like me!"

"I'm waiting for you in Ocean Blue Moon. What are you waiting for? Join the alliance or tribe and fight for your faith together!"

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"Oh!"

A slap suddenly hit the coffee table, causing the cup of tea to splash everywhere. Seng Guo's face was so gloomy that it looked like it was about to drip, and he said angrily: "Porusalino, this idiot! Does he know what he is doing!"

"Hey, don't be like this, Warring States." Garp on the side laughed: "I think it's very interesting. If there is a chance, I would also like to try this advertising endorsement."

"Bah! Bullshit!"

As a usually gentle and indifferent Buddhist marshal, Warring States was trembling with anger at this moment, and he uttered foul language one after another and roared:

"This guy is almost 60 years old, and he is still as stupid as when he was in boot camp! He is an admiral in the navy, not a clown with a red nose in the circus to please the audience! How dare he not even inform the police and accept the report privately? By publishing such a shameful advertisement, where is the face of the navy? Where is the face of the world government? The whole world has lost its shame!"

"No, I call now and tell him to get over here!"

"It's not an advertisement, as for..."

Garp saw that Sengoku had one hand on the microphone, and he was a little disapproving. He ate the senbei and said, "But this little brat is really unkind. The pineapple he got was from me. I didn’t reveal what I was doing in advance. If I had known earlier that it was such an interesting thing, I would definitely have gone there to join in the fun that day, even if it was just for a photo..."

"Huh?" Before he could finish his words, a murderous gaze turned over. Warring States stared at Garp and said carefully: "Did you, the old man, give me the pineapple?"

"It's me, what's wrong?"

Garp replied lazily. Other navy were afraid of the Warring States period, but he was not afraid at all. Especially now that his pockets were bulging and he no longer needed to advance his salary, he spoke with confidence:

"In my opinion, this matter can be settled. Didn't you ask us all to open big v and follow the people-friendly route before? Now that Porusalino has done as he said, this will undoubtedly greatly improve our The navy is so popular among the people, why do you have a reason to call him and reprimand him?"

"Can it be the same!"

Seeing Garp's unattractive appearance, Sengoku felt angry again, but then he seemed to have thought of something and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Why, Garp, I remember your previous relationship with Porusalino But it’s not that good, why are you still defending him everywhere today?”

"Is there any?" After finishing the senbei, Garp sucked his mustard-stained fingers and said lazily: "I just think that an old guy can even do such a miserable thing as power leveling. , it seems that you are not qualified to say that others are embarrassing the navy, right?"

"Really?"

Warring States snorted with a smile, "Then do you want me to remind you that in addition to cash, the rewards for this game endorsement include two site-wide promotions on the forum, and ten recommendations on the personal dynamic homepage. times, plus a secret artifact from the undead clan in the game."

"Huh?" This time it was Garp's turn to be stunned.

"Well, actually, it doesn't matter if you think about it, right?" Warring States looked indifferent, but every word he said was heart-wrenching, "Don't you have a few recommendations? If you die, you can gain 400 to [-] million fans, right? As for what game? Divine weapon, who cares about it? Didn’t a certain undead warrior named ‘Iron Fist Love’ stay up all night to build an orange mortal long sword yesterday?

Snapped!

Garp suddenly stood up, reached out and handed the phone bug to Sengoku, and said righteously: "Hurry up and call and ask Porusalino to come to the office!"

"He actually went to accept this kind of advertisement, shameless! Ridiculous! He is simply the scum of the navy, so outrageous!"

"Warring States, if you don't give him a good lesson today, I might be jealous of you!"

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