Pirate's Nest Order

The indescribable stimulation of the taste buds made Crowe frowned tightly, resisting the feeling of vomiting and swallowing the pulp stuck in his throat, a strange force immediately swept through the whole body, the coldness and the sense of touch came from the bone marrow and diffuse out of the muscles.

"How does it feel?" Yarlin asked Crowe, at the same time he lifted Mick's hair with his left hand, and touched the other's neck very gently with his right hand, and the sharp finger bones brushed like thin wings of blades.

As if drained of vitality, the skin of the whole body was wrinkled, and a face was instantly haggard and aged ten years old, but it was still recognizable as Mick's face. The blood was "gurgling" on the big neck, and was dragged in by the slowly cracked creep blanket, decomposed into the juice sent into the biochemical pool.

"It's a very wonderful feeling." Crowe licked the corners of his wet lips and licked the pulpy residue stuck to his lips into his mouth. He took a deep breath, "I feel that all the senses in my body have been sharpened dozens of times. I can even capture the frequency and breathing of surrounding objects. It's very strange. It's like the body is instinctively receiving and feedbacking from the outside world. Life and death, breathing, temperature, humidity, everything is perceived by me, and I can... ."

Crowe stared at his palm, which had become dark and mottled. The dense blood vessels in the palm were exactly the same as the texture of the carpet, and the eerie smell was exactly the same. Then he looked at Yaerlin and said: "I can disguise and imitate. !”

"Similar to the ability of a chameleon." Yaerlin squinted his eyes and smiled: "It should also have some characteristics of limb regeneration, and a... tail!"

Crowe was stunned, and then felt a strange feeling from the tailbone, as if the bones had become soft and stretched again, and then a slender and strange tail protruded from the back of the waist, shrinking and swinging in mid-air with.

It seems that it varies from person to person. This tail is obviously much thinner than Mick's. It is not so much a tail, but an extended tailbone, which looks more sinister and hidden.

"So it's perception, disguise, imitation, regeneration, and an additional tail!" Crowe held the lens with a strange palm, and his expression seemed to become even colder when he smiled: "It's like a star for me. Tailor-made devil fruit, I like it very much!"

"The abilities and characteristics of Devil Fruit need to be explored and developed by yourself!" Yaerlin grinned, and then threw the human head in his hand to Crowe Youyou said: "Pick this head to keep it fresh, a good head of a revolutionary army cadre. There may well be residual value.”

The palm of his hand returned to its original shape, and Crowe felt the touch coming from the dead man's head. There was a breath of death in the gradually cooling warmth and stiffness. His unusually sensitive perception seemed to make the whole world suddenly change into a fresh color. He breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down his excitement and said, "What should the Navy headquarters intelligence investigators do?"

"The two letters have basically confirmed that the other party wants to make some kind of deal with us, and uses hints of threats to control the dominant power." Yaerlin took off his blood-stained gloves and threw them to the ground, "Since In this way, after the island's blockade and meaningless searches are lifted, this guest should appear soon."

Crowe nodded, and glanced at the devoured corpse on the ground. His eyes swept over Diou's numb expression, and he quickly walked outside with the head in his hand. In order to ensure the freshness of the head, he had to take advantage of the water. Deal with it as soon as possible before the shunt dries up.

"So, Naval Intelligence Investigator's guest, what exactly do you want from me?" Yarlin looked at the bare branches of the devil fruit tree quietly, and pinched the only shriveled fruit with his palm .

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"got rejected!"

As expected, Smoker's application to join the Navy Club was rejected. Although the wording of the reply above was very tactful, rejection is rejection. Even if he gave 10 million reasonable reasons, he still could not change the rejection. The truth is that they don't welcome Smoker's joining.

"I'm sorry, Colonel Smoker, because you are a colonel affiliated with this headquarters. Secondly, the Navy Club has now implemented a membership recommendation system, so I regret to inform you..."

Smoker sneered, took the reply letter written in black and white as some tobacco on a cigarette, lit it to his mouth and took a deep sip: "They are afraid of me. This Navy Club must have major problems, and it may even have become... A tool in the hands of some careerists."

"Don't you need to report to the headquarters immediately?" Dasqi frowned. She was wearing a brown windbreaker and her hair was lightly tied back. She looked very heroic.

"So far, we have no evidence but just some groundless speculation, and there is no provision in the navy's regulations that does not allow the navy to communicate in private. It is just a matter of smuggling, and it involves so many navy captains... Smoker gritted his teeth fiercely, "How can those idiots in the headquarters who can't wipe their own butt clean deal with such insignificant things in their eyes."

Da Siqi was silent, she knew that Smoker's popularity in the headquarters was very poor, otherwise she wouldn't have been sent to the barren and weak East China Sea as a natural devil fruit ability user.

Smoker looked coldly at the calm sea, the ripples of the warship slowly dragged away at the stern, and a few broken sampans were floating on the sea, monotonous and boring!

"How can I stay here in the East China Sea!" Smoker blew out a smoke ring, and his whole face seemed to be covered by haze. He turned to Dasqi and said in a deep voice: "All the leads point to Branch 153. Colonel Yaerlin, since we can’t join the Navy Club, then we will directly set our sights on Branch 153.”

"Find Lieutenant Colonel Lipa who killed Colonel Mengka and defected." Smoker spit out the cigarette butt, pinched the side of the ship with his fingers and made a crunching sound: "My intuition told me that Lieutenant Colonel Lipa It will be our breakthrough.”

"But, we don't have enough information." Da Siqi wondered.

"Keep an eye on the movements of the 153rd branch, if there is something wrong with Colonel Ya'erlin." Smoker said with a glint in his eyes: "Then the one who is most nervous about Lieutenant Colonel Ripa's defection must be him... We don't have Lipa. The news about Pa doesn’t mean that branch 153 doesn’t have it either.”

"I understand!"

"Keep an eye on the movements of branch 153 and rescue Ripa before they silence her." Smoker said harshly, obviously he was convinced from the bottom of his heart that Arlin had a huge problem.