Pirate Emotional System

"Miss Paula..." Nami raised her hand, "Don't you think the song played in the store is a bit strange?"

"No..." Pola was stunned, "This sound shouldn't come from my gramophone."

"Haha, it should be him, that man is here..." Robin laughed softly.

"Hello everyone!" The door of Spider Cafe was pushed open, and a figure danced a swan dance and walked in while twirling on tiptoe. "How have you been lately--"

"La la la~~~" he sang as he sat on the chair, "Paula, please give me a drink, Octopus Bar... Parfait!"

After finishing speaking, he turned to look at Du En again, his eyes widened, "Oh!! Is this little brother asking who the slave family is?"

"No." Du En waved his hand.

He ignored Du En's words and said to himself, "The slave is neither a man nor a woman, but a transvestite!"

Robin smiled and said: "Let me introduce you. This is Mr. 2 Feng Clay, and these two are partners of Mr. 5."

"Shemale..." Nami looked at Feng Clay with a strange look. For her, she still couldn't understand what kind of existence a shemale was.

"Partner of MR.5, oh? What a cute little girl!" Feng Clay stood up immediately. Just as he was about to get closer to Nami, Du En hit him with the Oni-yaki scabbard and took a few steps back.

"The negative emotion value from Fon Clay is +200..."

"What do you want to do to the slave family?!" Feng Clay touched his swollen nose and looked at Du En angrily.

"I should ask you this question."

Du En looked carefully at Feng Clay. He was wearing a pink cape, and the clothes he wore on the inside were so weird that he didn't know how to complain. However, what made Du En more concerned was the Devil Fruit ability that the other party possessed, imitating the fruit.

In the original work, as long as Fon Clay touches someone else's face, he can imitate the target's face, body shape, and voice, and has memory function. This is only if Fon Clay has not exercised the Devil Fruit.

Now that Brooke can develop the fruit used to resurrect the underworld in the direction of "soul" and "air conditioning", Big Bear can develop the flesh ball fruit to eject the air and achieve a healing effect, and Doflamingo can even develop the thread fruit. To such an astonishing degree, then there is no reason why the imitation fruit can only imitate the appearance. Otherwise, this fruit should be more appropriately called a "disguise fruit".

If you exercise this fruitful ability diligently and develop it in the future, you may be able to achieve multiple imitations, partial imitations, or complete imitations.

It can be regarded as the most basic imitation ability of the imitation fruit, and it can also do many unexpected things in tactics. Moreover, Feng Clay himself attaches great importance to friendship, and he also showed enough combat acumen in the Impel Down chapter of the original work...

"Brother, why are you looking at the slave family in a daze? Do you want to become a transvestite? Do you want to come and become a new human being with the slave family?" Feng Clay suddenly said excitedly while spinning in circles on one foot in Duen.

"Hoho..." Du En smiled, "It's not impossible."

"Hey!!" Nami poked Du En inexplicably angrily and whispered, "You don't really want to be that one, do you?!"

"Really?!" Feng Clay didn't expect that Du En would actually agree. He instantly stretched his neck and brought his face closer, "Your choice is too wise!"

"But I can't just listen to you..." Du En stood up, "Let's have a try. If you can beat me, I promise you to become a transvestite, but if you lose, you have to promise I have one condition, how about it?"

"Of course, no problem. As a shemale, I will not lose to you, because the way of a shemale is the strongest!!"

Feng Clay's eyes widened and he pursed his lips, "Brother, you will soon become like me...feel the happiness of a new human being!"

"Hehehe..." Robin also smiled happily, "Mr. 2 and Mr. 5... who will win?"

"Hahahaha!" Pola laughed with her hands on her waist, "Do you want to try it, but you can't try it in the store, it will make a mess in the store!"

"Since you said so, Pola." Feng Kley said, "Xiao Wu, let's go out and have a duel!"

Little five...

Du En stood up, pushed open the door of the coffee shop, and walked out, "Of course, the small space inside is not suitable for my performance."

Feng Clay also walked out subsequently.

The two of them stood in the desert, ten meters apart on the left and right, and Pola, Robin, and Nami all came out.

All the men brought by Fon Clay were cheering and shouting.

"Lord Funkley, you will definitely win!"

"Show him your shemale ways!"

"The strongest, you are the strongest!"

Feng Clay winced at his subordinates crazily, "The slave family will not disappoint your expectations, sweethearts!!"

Du En silently pulled out Oniyaki, and he decided to take this battle with a very serious attitude. It was not just as simple as victory or defeat, but also related to his dignity as a man.

The flaming red hilt and snow-white blade of the sword were like a magic flame, looming in the yellow sand flying all over the sky.

"Maximizing energy..."

Accompanied by Du En's whisper, two red nightmares quickly wrapped around the blade like rust.

Du En held Oniyaki with both hands and held it diagonally in front of him. The red nightmare on the blade suddenly spread out with breathtaking red ripples. Even Robin and others standing around felt that there seemed to be an invisible hand. Climbing towards your heart.

"One sword style. Thin burial!"

Du En turned into a stream of light wrapped in yellow sand, carrying fast red ripples, and rushed in front of Feng Clay in an instant.

Feng Clay seemed to suddenly wake up from a nightmare, his whole face was covered with dense beads of sweat. Looking at Duen who arrived in an instant, he burst out with a tenacious force of desperate survival, instantly breaking through the shackles that seemed to bind his heart, using his own strength Jumping high.

"Ballet Boxing Technique. Downtrodden Swan Dance!"

His feet kicked wildly in the air, turning into dozens of afterimages and falling down.

Du En's body swayed like catkins at an incredible angle. Under the perception of the paper painting ability, he calmly dodged the ensuing series of kicks. He quickly turned around, took a step back, and swung his sword.

In an instant, a slashing air stream swung out from the tip of his sword, turning into a silver-white python and knocking Feng Clay away in front of him.

Feng Clay forcefully swallowed the turbulence caused by the slashing airflow, and his body kept flying upside down in the air. He quickly put one foot on the ground, trying to stop his body and then launched a counterattack again. At this moment, he I could clearly feel the intense pain coming from my ankle.

"When...when was the slave family chopped down?"

Feng Clay was startled, and his thoughts were spinning wildly. He remembered that when he broke through the strange mental pressure just now, he was scratched by the knife that the opponent slashed in an instant!

"game over."

Du En used all his strength to shave, and approached Feng Clay, who was still flying upside down, with terrifying movement speed, and slammed his left elbow down towards the latter's stomach.

boom! !

Feng Clay's body was heavily smashed into the ground, and with a violent sound, countless yellow sand instantly surged out like a tide, and began to flutter in the strong wind.

"hateful……"

Feng Clay felt dizzy. Before he could get up, the snow-white long knife was almost touching his cheek and inserted into the yellow sand above his shoulder.

"you lose."

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