One Piece: Musou Nami

"I was worried about how to deal with this other giant, but you helped me. Thank you very much, lady."

"It is indeed your fault, Mr. 3." Chen Nami glared at Mr. 3, her anger still lingering.

"Nani? How do you know my code name?" Mr. 3 was surprised. He was originally planning to introduce himself grandly, but this was the time to reveal his superb strategy.

"The thing on your head is like a pearl in the dark night." Chen Nami looked at Mr. 3 as if he were an idiot. She wanted to say that there are lice on the bald man's head. Isn't this obvious?

"Ha, it turns out there is a traitor to our organization around you. Miss. Valentine's Day told you, right? Miss. Valentine's Day, you actually betrayed the organization."

"Just betray, what's the big deal." Michita said disdainfully, "I am now a member of the Straw Hat Pirates, and I will kill you later."

"Mikita, the other party killed your partner."

"If you die, just die. I am just his partner, not his girlfriend. Do you think I will shed a few tears for him?" Michita curled her lips.

"That's what I meant." Mr. 3 was furious, and the 3 on his head turned into an exclamation mark.

"Besides, for a beautiful woman like me to be surrounded by a man who always picks his nose every day, what a price drop. Seeing that guy makes me feel sick." Mickey finally said what was in his heart. Ta breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she was laughing and joking every day and was extremely happy, it was almost disgusting to have a guy like that next to her.

"Nami, you don't know, Mr. 5 doesn't take a shower at all. His ability requires something produced by the body. In order to be able to carry a lot of ammunition, my God, you don't even know how dirty he is. . This guy even collected the fluid he excreted..."

"Okay, Michita, stop talking." Chen Namei quickly stopped Michita from complaining, because she was almost sick, and she also collected the discharge...

I can't think about it, I can't think about it, I feel nauseous just thinking about it.

"Candle lock."

Suddenly, Mr. 3 used his skill in this direction, and a pool of white liquid invaded, directly binding the feet of all three people here with candles.

"What is this?" Usopp fell to the ground.

"No, this is Mr. 3's ability." Miss. Valentine was also shocked.

Her attack method is to change her weight, first make herself lighter, fly into the sky, then become heavier, fall down, and crush the enemy. But now that her feet are controlled by the candle, she can't fly. It can be said that she has no means of attack at this time, and she can't even protect herself.

"Nami, it's my fault, I should have warned you." Michita blamed herself.

"Hahahaha, stupid guys, what is strategy is to use your brain." Mr. 3 was proud of his sneak attack.

"Mr. 3, you are wrong." Miss. Golden Week interrupted. She spread a picnic towel on the ground while she was eating seaweed scallops.

"What's wrong with me?"

"It's not strategy, it's despicable."

"Be despicable, just be despicable." Mr. 3 simply broke the jar and threw it. "No, no, no, I almost forgot. Let's control the giant first."

Mr.3 began to produce candles, covering the two giants.

"Are his candles endless?" Chen Nami touched her chin.

"Probably not, otherwise, wouldn't he be invincible?" Michita responded.

"Too."

If Mr. 3's fruit ability is awakened, even if it turns the surrounding objects into candles, it will only control the enemy, and once the candle solidifies, Mr. 3 cannot control it.

Chen Namei originally thought that Mr. 3, the candle man, was somewhat similar to the swamp fruit. However, looking at the plot before and after, Mr. 3 never turned himself into a candle and avoided attacks.

At this time, Brockie woke up.

"What's wrong with me?" Brockie found himself wrapped in something and wanted to break free, but found that the thing wrapping him was so hard.

"Broky, you wake up."

"Dongli, are you okay?"

"It's okay for now, we are all restrained by this guy's ability." Dongli explained.

"Fortunately, I reacted in time, otherwise I would have been led into a trap by Miss. Golden Week." Mr. 3 wiped the sweat from his forehead with lingering fear. To control the giant, a lot of candles are needed. "I'm a little tired, Miss. Give me a piece of senbei during Golden Week."

"Click, click."

"Hey, Miss. Golden Week, I'm talking to you."

"Click, click."

"Please stop eating senbei, okay? I'm talking to you."

"Click, click."

Miss. Golden Week calmly finished the last piece of senbei, patted the crumbs on her hands, and then took a sip of black tea before speaking slowly: "After eating the senbei, my mouth felt a little dry, and I feel better now. "

Mr.3 looked at the empty basket, and he understood instantly, and then shouted at Miss. Golden Week: "You want to eat the senbei all to yourself, that's why you never reply to me."

"You are thinking too much, Mr. 3." Miss. Golden Week looked away.

"You look at me and talk to me."

"There are some crumbs here, do you want them?" Miss. Golden Week turned around, stretched out her finger, and pointed at the crumbs of senbei that fell on the picnic towel. "I ate a little too fast just now, and so many crumbs fell out. It was all because Mr. 3 wanted to eat it, and I didn't want to cause it to him."

"I want a shit, me, and you, please tell me what's on your mind."

Miss. Golden Week frowned, "Mr. 3, I won't fart for you to eat. If you want to eat, just fart yourself."

Mr.3 almost choked to death due to Miss. Golden Week’s words.

"Forget it, forget it, it's just seaweed scallops, it's just that I didn't eat the seaweed scallops I made, it's just that I wanted to eat the seaweed scallops I made myself, but I didn't eat them myself."

"Mr.3, are you talking about stand-up comedy?"

"Yes, yes." Mr.3 suddenly felt very tired. "Miss. Golden Week, help me bring over the guy I caught before."

"Suck it."

"Hey."

"Suck it."

"I didn't fight for the black tea with you, I just..."

"Oh, I can't carry it."

Mr.3's mouth is crooked, which may be a sign of stroke.

Taking a deep breath, Mr. 3 warned himself in his mind that those who are calm and rely on their brains to do things should guard against arrogance and impatience.

In the end, it was Mr. 3 who brought Zoro and Weiwei who had been captured before.

"It's a pity that a duck got away, but it's not a big deal. Now let's start creating my art work."

Just when Mr.3 was about to take action.