Peace of the Pirate

Unexpectedly, despite his young age, he is actually a man of character.Mobile terminal m..

After taking a deep look at Boya Hancock who was being taken away by the guards, Qin Ping sat back on the sofa.

In the short period of time just now, accidents happened one after another.

It is really important to say that people should not be judged by their appearance. Unexpectedly, as the host, Mafusi turned out to be a hidden master. The speed of that moment was so fast that Qin Ping only saw Mafusi’s figure. For a moment, he didn't react at all.

However, if you think about it carefully, it doesn’t seem to be a very surprising thing. After all, Mafus is a person who often deals with those powerful slaves, and it is normal to have some strength to defend himself. This also indirectly explains why Mafus’s explanation is very major.

Then there was the superhuman devil fruit called Sweet Fruit, which was a bit disappointing to him.Maybe it's because Mafus is too strong, but he feels that this ability is not very strong.

And the name of this devil fruit is also a problem. Fortunately, a woman ate it, if a man accidentally ate it.

Thoughts began to spread out.

I think of a muscular man with a beard, wearing a sailor uniform, showing a large piece of heart-protecting hair, holding a heart in his hand, shouting at the enemy, "Sweet and sweet wind."

Uh ~

Qin Ping's face turned sallow and he quickly shook his head. This scene was so beautiful that he couldn't bear it.If it were him, he would rather die than use this ability, just pretend nothing happened.

Prussia on the side looked at his young master blankly, wondering why the young master, whose face had regained some color, suddenly became worse.

Is there something wrong with this room?Prussia glanced around suspiciously.

……

Of course there will be no problem with the room, and all the private rooms are the same, but the atmosphere in the private rooms will be different.

"It's really amazing, Father, you have made 1.5 million Baileys in such a short time."

Charros looked at his father with admiration. Roswald was his idol. Not only did he have powerful slaves, but he was also very lucky.

"Haha, it's just 1.5 million Baileys."

Roswad waved his hand and smiled softly. He just pressed it casually, but he didn't expect it. He thought this was a good sign before the decisive victory.

"What's next is the main event."

Roswad was full of confidence. Although it felt good to make money by luck, it was nothing if he could beat Musgard.

"Then I wish my father a great victory."

Xia Lulia covered her lips with her hands and narrowed her pretty eyes. Seeing her father's confidence, her mood improved a lot.

……

Rozwald was not the only one who was confident about the final battle.

"This is the last horse race. I suggest you place your bets under me again, otherwise you will have no chance."

Musgard gave suggestions to the two friends beside him.

"But I have already invested 9 million beli in you, Musgarud, this is already a lot of money."

A mustachioed Draco said that he had just placed a bet on the Devil Fruit, betting 1 million beli on the natural type, and the result was undoubtedly a loss.Add the initial 9 million, and the risk of further pressure is not small.

"That's right, Musgarud, we have already suppressed a lot, and you lost the second game too quickly." Another Tianlong explained.

"Hmph, I just said it earlier, the deciding game will be in the third game."

Musgard looked unhappy, and his two friends didn't believe him.

"I know you are confident, but I just heard that the last slave in Rozwald is No. 11, the one who has won three games in a row."

"Idiot, mine is Murloc No. 1. I spent 8 million Baileys to buy Murloc No. 1. It is absolutely invincible."

Musgarud was furious and shouted loudly that the two friends were beginning to regret it.

"But we haven't seen him before, Musgard."

The two Tianlong people looked helpless. The slaves participating in the gladiatorial battle were actually decided in advance, including the order of appearance, but no one else knew about it except the two parties themselves.

Therefore, they were still very confident before knowing about the last slave in Rozwald, but now they are inevitably a little worried.

It’s just that the money has already put down the money, and I can only pray that the slave No. 1 Musgarud said is as powerful as he said.

"Then just watch." Musgard said no more and concentrated on waiting for the last scene.

The two Tianlong people looked at each other and shook their heads. They felt that they would probably lose everything today.

……

In the cell in the waiting area, Slave No. 1 sat cross-legged and silently, with his eyes closed and a solemn expression. This was the practice of Yuman Karate, and he adjusted his state through meditation.

Because he wanted to participate in the gladiator, the iron chains originally wrapped around his limbs disappeared and were replaced by a pair of shackles that bound his hands, but he could still move.

"This has been a long time coming. The second game should be over."

A cold voice came from next door, where Fishman No. 8 was staying.

"But Bibo hasn't come back yet, he should be dead."

Listening to Murloc No. 8's words, Slave No. 1 could not help but breathe a little heavier. He could no longer sit still and opened his eyes, which were filled with sadness.

He had met that tribe not long ago, but now they are separated from each other.

"My name is Hodi Bibo, and those Celestial Dragons call me Slave No. 30. I didn't expect to meet you in a place like this."

"It's been two years since I was captured. I see my people dying every day. Today is finally my turn."

"I really want to go back to Fish-Man Island to see it. It must still be so beautiful there, and the lives of the people must be very happy."

"It's just that I don't have a chance. Although I don't know your names, I know that you must be very powerful guys, unlike me."

"So, you must work hard to survive. Only alive can there be hope. It would be great if anyone can escape."

"When the time comes, you can go and help look after my child. His name is Hody Jones. He is a great young man. He should be 14 years old this year. I think he must be a much better father than me."

"Hey, I'm imagining it again. I'm so sorry. People tend to talk too much when they're about to die."

"I have to go, come on, we must survive."

When Bibo was taken to the arena, Slave No. 1 finally saw him. He was a very ordinary fishman. Even though he knew he was going to die, he still blessed his fellow humans.

"The guards are here, it's your turn, Tiger."

Hearing the words of Murloc No. 8, Fisher Tiger raised his head.

The door was opened, and the two guards put a heavy lock on him again, and then took him out.

"I know you are very strong, so kill him and kill your opponent." Murloc No. 8 instructed.

Fisher Tiger paused for a moment, then continued moving forward.

Looking at Fisher Tiger who didn't respond, Murloc No. 8 shouted: "Humans deserve to die, think about Bibo, think about your people, you have to avenge them."

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