Pirate's Dream Master

I accidentally drove. Please note that the road ahead is not the way to the kindergarten. For children who are disgusted with this aspect, please click on the next chapter directly. Otherwise, the car door will be welded and you will not be able to get out.

After Doflamingo left, Roy gently knocked on the table and said to a certain little white rabbit pretending to be dead, "You must have slept long enough."

Baccarat opened her eyes drowsily, rubbed her red and swollen forehead, and said with superb acting skills: "It's strange, why did I suddenly pass out? Well, it must be because of the recent stress and lack of sleep."

As he spoke, Baccarat stood up from his seat, and while maintaining a confused expression on his face, walked outside at a speed that was almost like a walking race.

"Stop." An indifferent voice sounded behind Baccarat, causing her big white legs that had been raised above the threshold to freeze in the air.

"By the way, I forgot to say goodbye to Mr. Roy. What an oversight." Baccarat turned around and bent down, revealing a large area of ​​fair skin in Roy's eyes, "Sir Roy, I have to go back and talk to you about such an important matter." BSS reports, so I won’t bother you any more.”

"The disobedient people have disappeared from this world. Are you ready to be the next one?" Roy's faint tone made Baccarat's big white legs that were about to step out of the room retract at lightning speed and held her head high. Chest, tuck in the abdomen and raise the head, all in one go.

"Well, come with me."

Baccarat followed closely, cursing in her heart, "It's better to go out."

Baccarat, who was following Roy, was confused, "What on earth does he want to do? Does he want to satisfy his own killing? It's impossible. If he wants to kill me, there is no need to go to such trouble. By the way, could it be the legendary one?" Unspoken rules"

Baccarat's face was crimson, as if he was drunk, and his eyes were blurred, "If it were him, it seems like it wouldn't be a big deal to be sneaked. He is young, handsome, and powerful. What's more, if he is my backer, I will be the best in the future. No matter what mistake I made, the boss wouldn’t dare to attack me easily.”

Seeing Roy leading her to a small and cozy room, Baccarat strengthened her guess, her eyes as charming as silk.

"You" Roy turned around and was about to speak when he was startled by the sight in front of him. Baccarat was half exposed, the waves on her chest were breathtaking, the cheongsam had been pulled to the top of her thighs, the naughty black forest Faintly, her whole body leaned softly in his arms.

Roy was not a saint who could sit still. He always swallowed the sugar-coated bullets and threw them away. He kneaded Baccarat's chest and buttocks a few times with an expressionless expression, and sighed secretly. It’s really interesting.

"Ugh!" Baccarat let out a cry of joy, clinging to Roy's body as if he had no bones, and his eyes could water.

Prosperity, Democracy, Civilization, Harmony

The clouds gather and the rain breaks.

Roy's face looked a little weird. He originally just wanted to borrow some luck from Lady Luck, but he didn't expect this to be a direct blow to Lady Luck.

"Your fruit power is to change other people's fortunes, right?"

Baccarat, who was fully dressed and with no trace of strenuous exercise except for the lingering sweat on her temples, replied softly: "Yes, anyone whose body I touch can have whatever luck they want in a day." I control."

"In that case, you should first improve my luck to its peak."

Baccarat's face was red, and she glanced at Roy with a charming look and said, "No need. After the in-depth exchange just now, Mr. Roy, your luck has reached its peak."

Roy's expression became even weirder now. He remembered a sentence from a card game in his previous life, "How does the magic spread?"

In the strange silence, Roy took out his Baidu artifact, which was also the main reason why he asked Baccarat to improve his luck before.

After all, the future is constantly changing. The so-called predicting the future and divination are just finding the largest branch in the long river of time. In this case, using Baccarat's fruit ability to upgrade yourself to the European Emperor level, It will undoubtedly make the results of divination more accurate.

Roy's mind moved and he conveyed his thoughts, "Where is Trafalgar Law?"

The obscure image of the crystal ball began to flicker, and after a period of uncertainty, it finally settled on one image.

The cobblestone streets exude a fresh atmosphere, the quaint and heavy clock tower, and in the far corner there are armed guards wearing white high hats.

"Hey, the style of this country is quite similar to medieval England. It seems to still have some impression in my mind." Roy struggled for a while and then chose to give up. "Forget it, I'll ask Robin later. Let them."

"Next, it's hunting time."

"These plague gods have finally left." Torebol shook away the disgusting snot and sniffed.

Doflamingo calmly dodged Torebol's biological weapons, opened his palms and looked at Roy's last gift in confusion.

In the palm of his hand was a ring, with the word "zhu" marked in the middle.

"Suzaku, Suzaku" Doflamingo looked at the ring in his hand and made various associations, and finally came to the conclusion with a confused look on his face, "Phoenix Malgo has nothing to do with me."

"You mean Baccarat was kept by Nightmare as an extra." Tezzolo looked at the trembling men in front of him with a confused look on his face. Why did this person poached from a corner feel like a nr?

However, it doesn't matter how angry he is. After all, he is a cold-blooded person, and what he only values ​​​​is Baccarat's fruit ability and uses this ability to make money. Ever since he decided to take that step , after launching revenge against the ultimate in this world, Baccarat's ability is not so important. Of course, he will still be unhappy when he should be.

"Yes, Lord Baccarat seems to be unable to come back." The subordinate carefully looked at Tezzolo's face, and then handed over a ring, "This is what the nightmare asked me to pass on to you, saying it is this one." A ring allows you to fulfill your original dream.”

"Hmph, that's not a bad tone." Even so, Tezzolo accepted the ring very honestly.

Tezoro rubbed the ring in his hand, glanced at the word "Xuan" engraved in the middle, and started to associate with the same psychological activity, "Xuan, Xuanwu turtle and snake are one, wait, is this guy scolding?" How can I fix my shrinking-headed turtle or green-haired turtle’s intentions? I’m nr and I dare to make fun of it.”

The golden lion who was still living as a dead man on the empty island still looked at the ring in front of him with a confused look on his face, "White, white tiger? Humph, I am a golden lion. What does it mean to give me a ring that symbolizes a white tiger?" Are you mocking me?"

"And this guy dared to give me a ring. He is really heartbroken. Doesn't he know that my body and mind belong to Roger?"