Pirates: Be the Master from the East China Sea

With the ability to bloom ears and eyes, Robin quickly found the location of the killer of the work club.

It was a wax house built in the jungle.

The person who built the wax house is none other than MR.3 of the Baroque Co., a man who likes to drink black tea and has a number three hairstyle. He is a user of the wax fruit and can freely manipulate the wax liquid produced from the body. His partner is a man who can Miss. Golden Week that hints at people's hearts through paint.

After receiving the task of hunting down Roach and his party, MR.3 was absolutely confident that he could successfully complete it.

The failure of the MR.5 duo did not attract his attention, because he always believed that those two people were mediocre people who could only rely on their fruit abilities. Not only did they not know how to fight with their minds, but their development of fruits was also very rudimentary. He could defeat them. It's not enough to explain how strong the opponent is.

But now he no longer has this confidence.

Because the candle room that he thought was absolutely hidden had been found by the other party, when Roach sat down carelessly in front of him, standing next to him was actually the president’s partner Miss. All Sunday, and the MR.5 duo. As docile as a little sheep.

Isn't this a bit exaggerated? !

MR.5 Those two losers aside, why did Miss. also rebel on Sunday? !That is the senior cadre in the entire organization whose status is second only to the president!The outrageousness of this matter is simply the emperor's rebellion!

"You don't mind being my prisoner, do you?"

Roach said politely: "Or do you want to challenge us?"

"No need to fight, we admit defeat!"

The person who spoke was Miss. Golden Week, who had a cute look on her face. She was eating cookies calmly while talking.

"Hey hey hey?! What are you talking about!"

Although the situation is overwhelmingly unfavorable, the opponent not only has more people, but also has a powerful and mysterious master like Miss. Quan Sunday, but he immediately gives in when he sees that the limelight is not right. This kind of behavior really harms the Baroque work. The reputation of the company!

"There is no need for us to be enemies, so why should we admit defeat?"

MR.3 stood up and bent down to pour a cup of black tea for Luo Qi, with a flattering smile on his face: "Actually, I have long wanted to break away from the president's high-pressure rule. If there is any dereliction of duty, I will be executed immediately. How do you think about this kind of thing? It’s all too much, it’s really our fate to meet people with lofty ideals like you today!”

"It seems we have a consensus."

Luo Qi picked up the black tea with a smile and pointed to the phone bug on the table: "Since you are willing to make friends with me, then I would like you to do a small favor and contact your president to say that you have succeeded. Once we are eliminated, there will be no need to send people to hunt down Princess Weiwei anymore.”

"Didn't you say that you would defeat the pursuers one by one?"

Robin raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Why have you changed your mind now?"

"Because we can no longer catch big fish."

Luo Qi was holding black tea and explained with a smile: "MR.3 has been led here by me. There are only the duo of MR.2 and MR.1 left above, but they all have more important tasks to complete. It is unlikely that such an extremely time-consuming pursuit mission will be carried out at such a critical moment. Rather than attracting a group of insignificant fish and shrimps, it is better to give your president false news and then catch him off guard!"

"You know our organization too well, don't you?"

Robin narrowed his eyes and said: "Plus the information about the historical text... How did you get hold of this confidential information?"

"That's my secret."

Roach couldn't justify his God's perspective, so he could only pretend to be profound and show an indifferent smile. Anyway, the other party couldn't guess that he was a time traveler even if they tried hard, so let them use this method of keeping it mysterious to let their imagination run wild. Make up for it.

This would be more conducive to establishing his dignity.

"Hurry up and contact your president." Luo Qi picked up the phone on the table and handed it to MR.3, who had not responded for a long time: "You don't want to refuse my friend's request, do you?"

"Haha, how dare I?..."

MR.3 hurriedly reached out to take the phone, but deep down he was screaming, "Fuck". In fact, he pretended to lower his head just to paralyze Luo Qi. In essence, he still regarded himself as a member of the work company, and wanted to get rid of Luo Qi after deceiving him. If he finds an opportunity to slip away, and then try to lure the giants on the island into a fight with Roach and his group, he can reap the benefits.

It's a pity that the idea is great, but I can't take the first step.

If he doesn't help Luo Qi deceive the president now, he will definitely have to write the word "die" on the spot, but if he really gives false news to the president, even if he gets rid of his enemies later and makes meritorious service, and goes to the president to explain the true situation, it still won't happen. No matter what, given the president's character, even if he is spared his life, he will never be reused again. The status and credit accumulated before will be wiped out in an instant.

MR.3 is an absolute realist. Following the Sand Crocodile is to gain glory and wealth after establishing the Utopia. But when his own future has been ruined, what is the point of helping the president usurp Alabasta?

What a dilemma!

After some struggle and hesitation, MR.3 finally decided to side with Roach. At least he had to save his life now before he could have a chance to make a comeback in the future. So after answering the phone, he did not make any small moves and spoke very sincerely. Said that he had gotten rid of Roach and his party.

Crocodile did not doubt his words. He just said that for safety reasons, he would no longer use phone bugs to communicate. All future orders would be conveyed by appointment letters, and the unlucky combination would soon send a permanent pointer to MR.3, so that He rushed to Alabasta as quickly as possible to carry out his final plan.

Then the contact between the two parties was hung up.

Roach was very satisfied with MR.3's performance. He patted him on the shoulder and recognized him as his friend. Then he asked MR.5 to tie him up with a rope. Then he went out and waited until the unlucky combination appeared. He easily defeated and The two animals were captured.

"The plan is finally halfway through."

Roach held the permanent pointer in his hand, and the big stone in his heart had already been relieved. From the beginning of entering the Great Channel, he had been thinking about what to do when facing the Baroque Working Society, although he had considered several different options. Complicated situation, but luckily so far so good.

"So far, so good."

After ending the call with MR.3, Crocodile was in an equally good mood. He turned around and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window. Behind him were several senior cadres who had rushed to Alabasta: "It's time to start executing the final It’s time to fight!”

"Of course, there is still a small problem that needs to be dealt with..."

Crocodile glanced at MR.1: "Go and arrange for people to search for Miss.'s whereabouts all Sunday. I don't want to lose her at the last critical moment!"

"Yes!"