Pirate’s Brood Order

The Great Channel, Albana, the capital of Alabasta.

The passing streets in the sand-filled city were crowded with people wrapped in scarves and holding signs to demonstrate. The signs were posted with various slogans against the king, and there were angry curses everywhere.

This arid desert country has not had a drop of rain for a whole year and a half except for the capital, and the source of all this seems to be the result of His Majesty's use of dancing powder.

Dancing powder, also known as "rain-calling powder", can be used for rainfall, but once this powder is used, the city living below will suffer from drought. and humidity **** its place.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why in the entire Alabasta only the capital has rained year after year, and other cities are about to be swallowed up by the desert, such a completely opposite extreme natural phenomenon.

These demonstrators are basically pouring into the capital from all over the country. They gather here like a dynamite barrel that is constantly accumulating strength. The scorching heat wave seems to dry the air and scorch the earth. cracked.

"Make the king stop using dancing powder!"

"Give us back the rain!"

Waving the slogan vigorously, roaring and swearing, more and more people crowded the street, and the shops on both sides of the street were tightly closed, a depressing scene of Thurso.

bang bang bang...

The parade team approached the direction of the palace, and garrisoned troops began to pour out at several intersections, quickly blocking the road ahead, holding shields and sticks in their hands and shouting loudly at the parade crowd.

Roaring, cursing, and even cries, intertwined into a chaotic tune filled every corner of the country.

On the top floor of a tall building not far from the main street, the closed windows were pushed open to reveal a face with a transverse scar on its face. In the scene below, some fine powder in the five fingers quietly floated in the air, and was gently rolled into the clouds in the sky by the wind.

"President, we have noticed that someone is investigating the dance fans, and the navy seems to have begun to notice it." The voice came from behind Crocodile, the senior agent of the Baroque studio.

"Finally starting to notice it!" Crocodile stared at the heat-filled air in front of him, and his hoarse throat spit out a murderous intent: "How many raw materials have been collected?"

"There have been enough ore reserves to extract at least 300 tons of dancing powder. In the state of this country, 300 tons of dancing powder is enough to push the country into the abyss. Except for the capital Albana, other cities will be It was completely swallowed up by the wind and sand." The guy who spoke showed his appearance, with a hair like a candle poured on top of his head combed into a "3" hairstyle, he held a coffee cup in his hand and took a sip and replied.

"how long will it take?"

"1 to 2 years!"

Crockdale closed the window, and the sunlight in the whole room was blocked. He turned around, and the outline of the whole person seemed to melt into the darkness. "The fewer people who know the secret, the safer it is. Every link must be cleaned up."

"Understood!" Mr.3 drank the coffee and put it on the table gently, "Other links are easy to deal with, and the traces can be cleaned up without going out of Alabasta; The other end of the Stone Merchant Club is in the East China Sea, do you need to follow it?"

"I mean clean."

"OK!"

The conversation ends here.

On the other side, a group of ships with the logo of the Longshi Trading Company had just sailed out of the East China Sea and was quickly passing through the entrance of the Great Waterway, and was expected to arrive in Alabasta in seven days. The seven huge sea ships lined up on the sea involuntarily showed a high-spirited smile on their faces.

"After the color stone mine transaction is completed this time, we will be able to lick two more large ships, and there are even enough left in the great waterway to recruit some really excellent sailors to escort."

Kabbah held the rudder with one hand, and the whistling sea wind blew on the flag and made a "hunting" sound. He looked at Lombarre's slanted eyebrows, and a sense of unease rose in his heart.

These few smooth transactions and the sudden expansion of capital seem to have made him complacent and inflated, losing the kind of caution and prudence in the past.

He felt that this state of Lombardier was quite dangerous. Unlike Lombardier's rebelliousness, the more contact he had with the 153rd branch of the Navy, the more he could feel the unfathomableness of Yaerlin, that man's The scheming and the wrist are above Lombarrie.

"I have to find a time to persuade Lombardier, so that he must dispel his dangerous thoughts of trying to completely escape the control of the 153 branch as soon as possible." Kabbah thought so in his heart, but he never expected that this time the approaching quietly Ferocious murderers have opened their **** fangs at the destination of their trip.

The time at sea always passed very fast, and in the blink of an eye, the seven-day course was heading to the end.

In the port off the coast of Alabasta, the ships of the Longshi Trading Company entered the port one by one to berth and docked. Lombard stretched his waist and watched the boatman unload the boxes of ore to the warehouse at the dock. He breathed wet and dry. The mixed sand and air said to Kaba: "The sand in this place is really getting bigger and bigger, and it feels like the whole port seems to be submerged by sand again."

"Maybe the next time you come~www.NovelMTL.com~ the whole port will really be buried in sand." A parasol on the top of the head quickly descended, and Miss. Valentine's Day appeared in Long with exaggerated and sharp laughter. Behind Barre, he covered his mouth and stared at Lombarie's stern profile, the pity in his eyes flashed away.

"Beautiful lady, what kind of wind is blowing." Lombarrie turned his head with a suspicious look on his face. Except for the first connection, the characters sent by the buyers in the subsequent transactions were not so important. character of.

The buyer of the color stone mine is still very mysterious in Lombarie's eyes. During his careful inquiries, he only knew that Miss. Valentine's Day and Mr. 5 were very high-ranking figures in each other's organization.

"This transaction is very important to the above, and there can be no mistakes." Miss. wanted to speak on Valentine's Day, but the smell of gunpowder poured into Lombarie's mouth and nose, and Mr.5, who smelled of gunpowder, was all over his body. received the call.

Lombarrie looked at Mr.5 with a stern expression, and instinctively felt something was wrong. Kabbah, who was standing behind him, suddenly changed his face. He stared at the desolate port, and suddenly realized that it was as if they were the only ones in the whole port. The boatmen loading and unloading goods, the warehouses behind the warehouses seem to be empty and quiet, and people seem to be cleared...