God's Pirate

Bang.

In the courtyard enclosed by a two-meter-high wall, Garou casually dropped his newly captured prey, then turned and walked towards the spacious corner.

"Phew, it's really troublesome to finally find it!"

Al sat at the stone table in the center of the courtyard, looking at the hundreds of millions of elders piled up in front of him and murmuring in a low voice.

The group of them walked for a few more days, and finally found the base a few minutes ago following the smoke. After just one minute of confrontation, more than a dozen billionaires from the Baroque Working Group were instantly defeated.

Garu captured the last deserter, and the crew scattered in to search for items.

"In this way, all preparations have been made. We are just waiting for their cadres to arrive or just waiting for Lao Sha." Al clenched his chin as he thought, and his thoughts began to wander aimlessly.

"There is still insufficient information. If there was sufficient information, how could it have taken so many days? This is also because there is no special source of information on the ship, not even newspapers."

"Although we don't plan to stay in one place for too long, it will be difficult to develop a reliable intelligence network, but we still need to find someone who can collect intelligence."

"It just so happens that there is one in this kingdom, and this is a character who was very popular in the past, a flower fruit user."

When Al thought of this, an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but said "Hey" silently to himself:

"A user with Nico Robin's flower fruit ability can make any part of the body appear in the field of vision like flowers, and the number is not limited.

Whether it's intelligence gathering by giving birth to eyes and ears, or fighting by giving birth to hands and feet, this is a good ability.

But this is not the most important thing!

The most important function is of course to create countless indescribable fill-ins when doing something indescribable.

This, this is simply a man’s extravagant wish! "

"Al, look at these, are they dancing fans?"

Just as Al was thinking about it, Ace came back carrying two sacks made of coarse cloth. After he put the sacks on the table, he skillfully pulled out a knife from his waist and made a cut, revealing the contents. Small black and gray mysterious objects appeared.

"Probably, I don't know very well. Do you want to give it a try?" Al glanced sideways and said indifferently.

Ace carefully scanned the courtyard. After the heavy rain, the wet trees were still covered with crystal raindrops. The soil beside the road had also been eroded into mud. Only the stone road inlaid with stones remained the same in front of him. He thought I learned about the scenes in other cities I saw two days ago.

He raised his head and looked at the clear sky that had cleared up in just half an hour. He pointed at the tall chimney on the right side of the main roof and said with a smile:

"Forget it. I found this thing under the chimney. There are many bags like this in there. I guess they are dancing fans."

Well, it seems that’s the case. The dancing powder is indeed coming from that chimney. There’s no need to go out and confirm it. I’ve been exhausted for the past two days, so I’d better rest early. Al stood up, pointed to the towering stone tower on the other side of the main house, and said lazily:

"That's it. As long as we guard this watchtower, we can observe the enemy's intelligence. Well, it is estimated that the enemy will not come in a short time. Let's go and rest for a while."

After speaking, Al yawned and walked slowly towards the main house.

Two days later, in a tavern near the base of Baroque Studio that Al captured.

"It's Sunday. Everyone is here. It's time for you to tell us the purpose of our trip. We can't gather all our cadres just to have a drink here."

A tall, bald man leaned casually on a wooden chair, turned his head and calmly asked the woman beside him.

He was wearing an outfit similar to that of a warrior monk, with the word "壱" on his chest, and his bald head exuded a fierce and fierce temperament.

"r1, you don't have to be so anxious." The woman took a sip of the red wine in her hand, and then said:

"This time everyone is anxious to come here. It is the instruction of boss r0. A group of people attacked our Baroque work base and easily occupied it. This made the boss very dissatisfied, and the other party could make all the billions of elders go there. He didn’t escape, which shows his amazing fighting power, so I called you here just to be on the safe side.”

As she spoke, she took a sip of red wine. Her slightly flushed cheeks looked particularly attractive. Her slender waist was just enough to hold a hand, and her slender thighs gave men beautiful reveries.

however

"Hey, these losers, so having weak accomplices will only make you die faster." R1 clicked his tongue disdainfully without even looking at the woman.

"Don't be so nervous. Let's go take care of them."

The enchanting man wearing a swan decoration next to him? He said with a smile, with strange heavy makeup on his face, and he was spinning around in circles while talking, looking particularly disgusting!

"Iss Sunday, do you have any information about this group of people?"

A man sitting next to R1 asked cautiously. He was as thin as a bamboo pole, and his hair was tied into a strange "3" bun with a rope.

iss Sunday, that is, Nico Robin glanced at him and said with a chuckle:

"If r3 had their intelligence boss, they wouldn't be so careful. It's because everything about the other party is unknown and the purpose is unclear, so they decided to let you guys take action together."

"Then where are they?"

At this time, a giant oval-shaped man carrying a thick bat on his back asked slowly. There was also a strange-looking dachshund beside him.

Robin turned around when he heard this, raised his finger and pointed out the window, and said with a smile:

"It's in the suburbs three kilometers away from us. The only thing we know is that there are six people on the other side and there are ten of us. If there is no problem, let's go."

"Easy."

"With so many senior cadres, defeating the opponent is not just fun."

"Just go alone."

"Don't say stupid things, it's better to deal with them as soon as possible."

After hearing this, everyone stood up and nodded slightly in agreement, then immediately walked in the direction Robin pointed, obviously not taking the other party seriously.

At this time, Baroque Studio was far from the scale it would be in the future. Not counting Lao Sha and Robin, there were only three Devil Fruit users from R1 to R3. Of course, R4 weapons were excluded here, and the others only joined at odd hours. , just one million elders with the highest combat effectiveness.

Robin looked at their backs, smiled inexplicably, and whispered in a voice that only she could hear:

"If it were that simple, crocodiles wouldn't be like this. This is no longer vigilant."