One Piece: My Villain Identity Has Been Exposed

Chapter 42

Laubran washed the cups, brewed Sherlock’s coffee again, and added twice the sugar cubes.

Sherlock took the mug and stirred it slowly with a spoon: “The rise of the Four Emperors scares Marine, right.”

“Spicy Chicken Marine is scared?”

Wrightson looked at Sherlock with glowing eyes, waiting for him to continue.

“A good game played by the World government may have been instructed by Five Elders.” Sherlock said lightly, “The government should recruit Shichibukai and confront Whitebeard.”

“Shichibukai will also go to the execution scene?”

Kerm asked in surprise.

Sherlock nodded slightly.

“This war will consume the strength of the Shichibukai and Whitebeard Pirates, and Marine will kill them all at once, so that Marine’s pressure on the world will be greatly reduced, and only need to deal with the three emperors.”

Laurent analyzed.

Sherlock took a sip of coffee and said, “Unfortunately, the World government was wrong. I’m afraid this melee will surprise them and set off the era of the most evil big pirates.”

“Captain, you are always so wise.”

Laurent did not doubt what Sherlock said, because everything he said became reality one by one.

“Should we go to the public execution?”

Cam and Wrightson spoke in unison, and Kerm looked at Sherlock nervously, afraid that he would give an affirmative answer.

“certainly.”

The corner of Sherlock’s mouth rose slightly, “If you don’t see the war with your own eyes, how can you be worthy of the reputation of a villain.”

“You should have other plans.”

Laubran said it all.

Sherlock looked at the old fox and said, “Yes, I have a plan for three years.”

“Boss, are you going to save Ace?”

Cam asked curiously.

Kom swallowed: “I…that, can you not participate.”

Sherlock ignored Kom’s words and said seriously, “I want Shock Fruit.”

Laubran, Cam, Wrightson, and Kerm were all stunned.

“Whitebeard’s Shock Fruit?!”

They couldn’t believe that Houston’s ambitions swelled to such an extent, would they openly challenge the Four Emperors? Still the most powerful Whitebeard pirate group in the Four Emperors, and the most promising Edward Newgate to become the king of pirates!

“Captain, you didn’t joke?”

Laubran’s pupils shrunk slightly, and he asked seriously.

Sherlock continued to drink coffee: “Do I seem to be joking?”

“Whitebeard’s name resounds all over the world, and even dolls all over the world know that he is “terrifying than a monster.” He is called a living legend. Are you sure you want to challenge him?”

Wrightson asked excitedly.

Kerm was so frightened that he fainted, his courage was bruised.

Cam held him and frowned, “Who brought this coward?”

Sherlock glanced at Kom, accustomed to it.

“Who said to challenge Whitebeard, what we have to do is grab food from Blackbeard’s mouth.”

Sherlock looked at Laurent: “It’s time to get them back.”

Laubran nodded: “Someone has been arranged to help Sir Crocodile and Daz Bonis escape from prison. I heard that Ace and Buggy have also been locked in Impel down. Bakala and Pamila Heling have also made contact. Go back to the captain.”

When Sherlock heard the names of Baccarat and Pamila Hering, the corners of his mouth twitched, but after thinking about it carefully, he did need to use their abilities.

“Buggy is very funny.”

Sherlock said lightly.

Laubran nodded: “It’s true.”

“Captain, both are Paramecia Devil Fruit, even if you get it, I’m afraid it will be useless.”

Cam reminded.

“A person can only eat Devil Fruit once, otherwise there are two demons living in the body. If the body cannot bear it, it will explode.”

Sherlock looked calm and continued to drink coffee.

“The captain has an arrangement in his mind.”

Laubran explained to Cam.

Cam nodded and said, “I’m very excited at the thought of seeing the first and second mates.”

Sherlock glanced at him. Are you excited? Or chicken jelly?

Laurent frowned slightly: “Cam, pay attention to your words and deeds, don’t covet the captain’s woman.”

“Haha, I just admire beauty, I don’t have the guts.”

Cam touched his red headscarf and smiled.

Sherlock raised his head and looked at Laubrunn: “The two beautiful ladies are independent. Please stop talking about my women. They are partners and independent individuals.”

“Houston, Laubran said you have changed. I still don’t believe it. Now it seems that it has really changed.”

The feminine voice came.

Sherlock looked back and saw Bacara, the stunner in the world.

She has red wavy curly hair, dark green eyes, wheat-colored skin, perfect S-curve, wearing a white ultra-short cheongsam, wearing crescent-shaped earrings, a pair of slender legs exposed outside, and there is a star and moon on her left thigh. Tattoo.

She walked slowly to Sherlock and reached out to stroke Sherlock’s handsome cheek.

Sherlock stepped back like a conditioned reflex, just stepping on the banana peel that Wrightson had lost, and leaning back. Fortunately, he had a good balance and stood firm in time.

Baccarat was stunned: “Houston, don’t you miss me?”

Sherlock nodded: “I have too many things to consider.”

“Houston, you are as ruthless as ever.”

Baccarat glanced at Laubran and the others, and Laubran understood and led Cam and the others back, leaving only two people in the captain’s room.

Baccarat stretched out his tongue and licked his red lips: “Houston, I made it difficult for me to find.”

“I’m not something you can throw down casually.”

Sherlock Tsundere raised his face, remembering that he had just been reborn into this world and was rubbed against the bed by this woman several times. What a shame to a man!

Sherlock, who doesn’t need a woman, said that he can finally restore the dignity of a man!

Baccarat pressed Sherlock on the bed, Sherlock turned against the guest, and subdued her with a backhand, with the corners of her mouth raised: “Hey.”

Baccarat’s cheeks are reddish: “It turns out, you like this.”

Sherlock tied Baccarat’s legs and feet with rope and threw them on the bed.

Baccarat’s bright eyes flickered at Sherlock, waiting for him to continue.

Sherlock clapped his hands and nodded with a smile: “Don’t disturb my practice.”

“Houston!”

Baccarat almost went violently. Never before has a man rejected him so much, especially Houston, who didn’t know how to spoil himself before.

“Do you have another woman?”

She asked.

Sherlock glanced at his mouth: “No.”

“Then you are still not a man?”

Baccarat growled.

“Yes.”