In the world of pirates, you are crazy and yelling at others

On the ruins under the night sky, two black shadows collided and intertwined, an undercurrent surged in the air, and a strong evil aura filled the air.

The waning moon appeared from the gauze clouds, and the faint moonlight shone down.

"boom--"

There was a muffled sound.

Dorthead was pressed against a curved stone slab by Roger, his body sank into the stone slab, and his cane also flew into the stone beside him.

He pulled the stone next to him, stood up, and touched the place where the knife cut him on his shoulder. The sticky feeling made him frown and displeased. Looking sideways, he caught a glimpse of a field of white flowers standing not far below. people.

No, not only were there people at the entrance to the arena, to be precise, the area around him and Roger had been tightly controlled, with nowhere to escape.

Dorthard's brows were gloomy, and his round cat-like eyes reflected the sharp light in the night. His pupils were raised and shrunk, emitting a faint cold light.

He had been confronting Roger, and now he finally discovered something was wrong. Why is there a navy here?

When did the navy arrive on the island?

Why didn't the information on the island reach him?

In the blink of an eye, he looked at Roger, who was calm and calm across from him and seemed to have known about it for a long time. No matter how slow his reaction was, he didn't notice it. After his brain whirled rapidly, he suddenly woke up.

It turned out to be the case.

This is a game.

Maybe it was a carefully planned game by them, but there was no doubt that there was cooperation, or in other words, a deal, between the big pirate in front of him and the navy.

But he thought it was a fight between him and Roger.

"Huh haha." Dothead laughed at himself, suddenly stared at Roger, and asked: "Roger! As a strong among pirates, do you also want to stand on the same line as the navy? ?Where is your pride?"

In his eyes, Roger is just the same person as him, both evil people, and they have a common enemy, which is the navy that claims to be righteous, but what about now?

He is actually like those hypocritical people?

Dortmund despised him from the bottom of his heart.

Roger, on the other hand, saw Garp sitting in front of the navy below. He was quite disgusted by the way he was leisurely watching a show.

He secretly complained that he was not up to date.

Can't we cooperate well?

At least show your sincerity in cooperation, right?

I'll help you, but what does it mean that he's sitting down there watching the show?

The role of his bait is not only to catch the "fish", but also to send the "fish" into his net, and Garp or the Navy only needs to close the net.

The whole thing is reaping the benefits of being a fisherman.

I have to say, it’s really a good plan.

But......

Roger stood there, holding the handle of the knife with one hand and swinging his knife up and down casually. Facing Dorthead's question, he smiled slightly and did not agree with it, "His and I have never had the same position. It’s different, how can you be on the same line with him?”

He raised his eyebrows, and a coldness suddenly burst out from his smiling eyes, "Also, you don't understand what my pride is at all!"

The other hand held the handle of the knife, and with both hands together, he rushed over in an instant.

"You hurt my pride, and my purpose is to ask for something from you, that's all."

The blade stained with a jet-black aura was aimed at Dothead's body and slashed straight at him, catching him off guard.

Dorthead made claw-like hands with his hands and held the blade. Waves of sound waves emitted from his hands, and the vibrations made the knife make a "knocking" sound.

The muscles on Roger's arms suddenly grew, and a black domineering force covered the blade of the knife along his hands. He pressed the knife forward with both arms.

There was a weak pop, and the sharp blade entwined with a rock-like aura broke through the resistance of the sound wave, submerged into Dothead's body, and crossed his chest. The neat shirt was torn in the middle, revealing a ferocious hole.

"This knife is returned to you."

Dorthead took a step back and his face suddenly turned pale.

He suddenly understood why many pirates were afraid of Roger. It was because of his strength.

He felt Roger's strength from the bottom of his heart, and the terrifying power contained in that knife.

Then why is he so ignorant? Ever since Roger landed on the island, he has been planning something and even trying to get him in a smart way?

Dorthead was immersed in the inner fear of climbing up the mountain. Then the tip of the knife sank into his waist and abdomen and was pulled away. He was stabbed with a hole.

"This knife is for you Spencer."

Roger took the knife back unhurriedly, and finally stretched out a foot and kicked Dothead's chest violently, sending him flying out and crashing onto the edge of the ruins.

Looking at the place where the gray smoke was flying, there was no movement there.

Roger calmly took out a square handkerchief from his pocket, carefully wiped the remaining blood on his beloved knife, threw the handkerchief away, and put away the knife with his backhand.

Then, he suddenly smiled, as if he knew best, and whispered with joy: "If Xiao Ai were here, he would definitely want to do this."

"Haqiu!"

Elleya, who was sitting on a step, sneezed, clasped her hands and rubbed her arms covered with goose bumps, shivering from the cold.

I feel strange in my heart.

Why does it feel like someone is talking about her?

There were more than a dozen people sitting scattered on the stairs from top to bottom.

Sambell and others who were rescued by Rayleigh have now returned to normal body temperatures and are awake.

Spencer was still sleeping.

Shanks stood on the steps, staring at the place where the battle was taking place. He heard Xiao Ai's voice, and in a blink of an eye he saw that she was only wrapped in a layer of cloth, with her arms and legs exposed, and she looked pitifully shivering.

After taking two steps, he took off Baji's shirt with his backhand and put it on her.

"Shanks you better give me a reason!?"

Bucky covered his body tightly with his arms and roared unnaturally, with a suspicious red cloud on his face.

Weirdly shy~

Alaya quickly waved her hand and said: "Shanks!"

She stretched out her hand to take it off, and Shanks also took off his own clothes, wrapped them around her body, and said, "Don't refuse, we are men and can bear it."

Upon seeing this, Bucky immediately changed his mind and said, "Yes, yes, we men are very physically capable."

He can't take it back, can he?

It's okay to freeze him, but not Xiao Ai. It wouldn't be good if she got sick again at this juncture.

Bucky thought for a moment and hugged himself tightly, shivering, enduring the cold wind.

Shanks' teeth were also chattering, but he still sat on the ground expressionlessly, exercising his will.

Elleya, who was forced to put on clothes, was helpless. She moved her position, squeezed in between the two of them, and sniffed.

It's a little warmer when we are next to each other.

Shanks and Bucky couldn't help but get close to him.

The three of them were almost numb from the cold.

The adults were also silent.

The clothes on their bodies were all wet, and it would be of no use even if they took them all off. The wet fabric would become colder when blown by the wind, and would not be able to keep them warm.

I can only watch the children's kind and cute interactions, silently shielding them from the wind with my tall body.

After a few minutes, a large coat fell down and covered their heads. The three little ones opened the coat simultaneously. When they saw the familiar face, they immediately showed bright smiles and were extremely happy.

They shouted in unison: "Captain~"

Roger appeared from nowhere, looked down at the three of them, and raised the corners of his mouth, "Yo Xi, I'm back~"

The people next to him also made way for him.

Roger put his face close to his and aimed at Xiao Ai, who was in the middle.

"Tie Tie."

I miss him so much.

The old father smiled with his eyes narrowed and rubbed happily.

Elleya pouted and rubbed the stubble on the side of her face before she stopped him, "Okay, okay, that's enough, that's enough."

The tone was full of helplessness.

Rayleigh put his hands in his pockets, looked at Roger who had a sword wound on his body and didn't know the pain, frowned and asked: "Is it over?"

After he reminded him, Alaya continued what he said and asked: "Has the fishman been beaten away?"

Roger straightened up, touched the scar on his chest, glanced at the sleeping Spencer, looked serious, and shook his head.

Everyone was stunned in confusion.

Isn't it over yet?

Only to hear Roger continue: "He was not beaten away, but I kicked him in front of Garp, and then they took over."

This is undoubtedly good news.

"Great!" The three little ones, who were deeply persecuted by Dortmund, cheered.

The villain is down!

Happy to be happy.

Bucky was shaking a little. He raised his hands tremblingly and suggested: "In that case, let's go quickly and go back to the boat. I, I, I need to change my clothes, ah!"

I can't stand it anymore.

I can't stand this damn weather.

It's so hot during the day and so cold at night. The temperature difference on this island is so ridiculous.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky was covered by a thick layer of clouds, and then white dots fell on the tip of his nose, melting into water, making it ice cold.

Bucky stared cross-eyed at the thing melting on the tip of his nose and raised his head.

Snow dots all over the sky were flying down from high in the sky.

"Snowing?!" he screamed.

Others also looked up at the falling snowflakes, puzzled.

Alaya stretched out her hand to catch the snow, which felt cold to the touch. Watching the snow water seep into her palm and disappear, alarm bells rang in her heart.

Realizing something was wrong, her face suddenly changed and she shouted loudly: "No! This is not ordinary snow!"

She didn't finish her sentence.

"Boom boom boom——"

Artillery shells flew into the ruins, and frantic shouts rang out from all directions. Accompanied by faint singing, the sound waves gradually grew louder, and people everywhere cried out with their heads in arms.

"Don't listen to this sound, it's Dortmund!" Shanks reached out to cover his ears and said, "This sound is the same as that of the collar. It can also make people hallucinate or even go crazy."

As he spoke, the collar around his neck lit up with red light. Not only his, but the sensor equipment on Bucky and other slaves also echoed the soft singing and began to make a beeping sound.

The cold device gradually became hot.

Bucky covered his ears and said in a panic: "Why is this collar getting hot? Is it going to explode?"

If it explodes, you'll be dead if you don't die!

With quick eyesight and quick hands, Rayleigh reached out and crushed the collar around Bucky's neck with his black energy-covered fingers, and then helped everyone else destroy the sensing devices on their necks in the same way.

However, the sound did not stop.

The soft singing from not far away continued.

Alaya covered her ears and shrank back, her black eyes glowing red, and her tiger teeth gradually growing.

What's wrong with her?

She seemed to smell dessert.

But where could there be dessert on such an empty ground?

Roger frowned, and there was a sound of wind in his ears.

Rayleigh's lenses reflected the light, and he glanced at the ruins and said, "It seems things are not as smooth as expected."

On the other side of the ruins, the explosions continued.

The smell of gunpowder smoke gradually drifted into my nose.

Roger nodded, with a solemn expression, and said: "I'll leave this to you, Rayleigh, take them back first." He quickly stepped on other stones and jumped towards the chaotic place.

Reilly also picked up Elleya, who was about to lose control, buried her head on his shoulder, patted her back comfortingly, and said to the remaining people: "Let's retreat first!"

Afterwards, a group of people walked through the streets to the north carrying the injured and treasures.

......

On the other side of the ruins, chaos began to ensue within the navy that had originally closed the net.

Roaring one after another.

Fear and anxiety fill the hearts of the weak.

"Lieutenant General Garp! I can't knock them out at all! What should I do!?"

"There is absolutely no way to stop him in this state."

Two or three young sailors held down one of their colleagues and looked up anxiously for help.

Now they can only rely on their "god".

However, he saw his general put down his cloak, leaped up from the spot, and headed towards the ruins.

"Lieutenant General Garp! Where are you going?"

"We still need you here!"

The little sailor almost fainted when he saw him running away.

At the critical moment, why did Garp go to the ruins?

The scene was already in chaos.

Many people in the navy had ferocious bulging eyes and painful expressions on their faces. They used the weapons in their hands to operate on their own people and kill each other.

The rampaging sailors were killing each other.

"I can't hold it anymore!"

The navy soldier who was restraining the mad man was lifted up.

"Bang bang——" There was a chaotic sound of gunfire.

"Hurry up and help, don't let them touch the weapons!"

"Plug their ears in with earplugs!"

"It's not good, his, his skin is hot!"

"what!!!"

"He, he spontaneously combusted!?"

"In the end what happened?"

In an extremely chaotic situation, the navy was in a mess.

The man lying on his back in the ruins had horrific black-blue blood oozing from the wounds on his body.

A pair of scarlet eyes were full of murderous intent, and the sinister smile became distorted. The red veins under the blue skin were obvious, showing a strange fluorescence, which was very scary.

He slowly closed his eyes and felt the crying and pain around him. Snowdrops fell on his face, melting into water and flowing down his cheeks.

The clouds and mist secretly opened a corner for the moon, and the silver light poured down on him.

A hoarse low laugh sounded: "Huh hahahaha, this is the real stage!"

"Be sad! Be desperate!"

"Damn human beings, it's not over yet. How can anyone be in a hurry to cheer for the curtain call before the performance is over? The good show is yet to come, isn't it?"

"Even if I die, I will drag everyone on this island with me and be buried with him!"