There's always someone who thinks about my vests and they're fighting

As Gogol's voice fell, the people from the right camp disappeared into the game field, and at the same time, the pile of fancy-wrapped gift boxes disappeared.

Only those slaves who were almost sold as goods remained in the game field. They regained their ability to move, some were at a loss, and some were crying.

Conte's green cat eyes shrank slightly. He found that the gift box had disappeared along with the bad guys from the left camp. He couldn't help holding the pompom that Gogol put in his palm, and ran over without hesitation. He flipped over the scoreboard that belonged to the left camp, and the score became 6:5.

Kante looked back at Gogol: Look!

Gogol smiled and blinked his eyes, pretending to be puzzled: "What's the matter? I have something to say, Little Kante."

Conte trotted back and tugged on Gogol's cloak, with a stubborn and serious expression: "They, lost, don't give the gift!"

"Yeah, Mr. Gogol, why did you let those people go? Give them back gifts? They obviously lost..." Someone echoed Kante's words, compared to Gogol's playful face pretending to amuse children The look, the look on this man's face is the real confusion and bewilderment.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Gogol laughed out loud, his eyes crooked, and the corners of his mouth curled up slyly, like a child who has succeeded in pranking, he asked with a slightly raised tone: "Good question! So, do you all think so? Next to the scoreboard is the winner's gift?"

"Isn't that so?" The person who asked the question looked blank.

"That's not right." Gogol retorted slowly and slowly in a reserved but somewhat showy tone, "That's what I said at the time—'The camp with the highest cumulative score will get the magician's reward." Surprise gift', but regarding the question of 'what is the magician's surprise gift', I seem to have never acknowledged the point of view that 'the one next to the scoreboard is the surprise gift prepared by the magician'? It is directly in front of people How can something called a surprise be called a surprise? A magician who likes to create surprises won’t be so boring!”

The malicious magician who deliberately led people to guess in this direction sighed with pretended regret: "So, everyone guessed wrong."

"Butterfly, box, what is it?" Mao Kangte, a kitten from the fur family who likes fluttering butterflies and bows, asked unwillingly.

"Do you care so much about what's in the box?" Gogol smiled lightly and narrowed his eyes, "It's a pity that there isn't anything good in there, really want to know?"

Not a good thing?

……not understand.

Conte tilted his head and continued to stare at Gogol: "I want to know."

"Okay, okay, I really can't do anything about you." Gogol compromised.

"BangBangBang——" the magician stretched out his left hand, gathered his five fingers together and opened them quickly, and then issued an onomatopoeia that resembled an explosion, as if he was performing a comic drama, he casually spoke meaningful words, " It's barely a small surprise—maybe a small surprise that isn't very welcome. For example, it's a bit like fireworks, but more lively and intense, but the proportion is just right, and it's a firework that will bring pain and shock to people ...a little surprise."

As the voice fell, the person who guessed that the box contained "explosives" gasped. He couldn't help but feel worried about Gogol's daring act of doing nothing. At the same time, he thought about the dregs that might be blown up guys, I'm so happy

"Okay, don't pay too much attention to those insignificant things." Gogol changed the subject with a smile, "Hey, here are your gifts!"

"A special program carefully prepared by a magician—surprise magic!" Gogol enthusiastically squatted down beside Kante, stretched out his clenched right hand, "Come on, little Kante, take a breath."

Conte stared curiously at Gogol's clenched right hand for a long while, but didn't see any tricks, so he obediently leaned forward, breathed slowly, and then closed his eyes without blinking. Stare at Gogol.

"Dang Dang Dang!" Gogol spread his right hand, and there was a shiny silver key lying quietly in his palm. He quickly removed the collar around Kante's neck, and the collar fell to the ground with a bang. Gogol's cheerful voice with a smile sounded very gentle and soft at this time, revealing an unexpected tenderness, "It's freedom."

Conte didn't even look at the collar that fell on the ground, and stared straight into Gogol's eyes. Those shining golden pupils were like the sun in the sky, with a strange and warm light, which made people yearn for it.

Gogol smiled, and tapped the traces of the collar on Conte's neck with his fingertips in the air, as if to comfort him, and whispered softly: "The magician's surprise gift is freedom."

The cloak was raised, and a bunch of keys were thrown high in the air——

Everyone present knew what this bunch of keys represented.

At this moment, there is nothing but freedom.

This bunch of keys can undo the collars they wear around their necks, allowing them to regain a new life of freedom.

Someone couldn't help sobbing excitedly.

The magician who brought the surprise laughed loudly while leaning on his cane. He raised his voice and said, "Now, victors, unshackle and become free birds—"

The collar that restrained freedom and dignity kept falling to the ground.

After everyone took off their collars, Gogol smiled and waved at them: "The next part is farewell, so—"

Before they had time to say goodbye, the scene changed quickly. When they came back to their senses, they found that they had left the magical and dreamy game field and appeared on a ship near the Chambord Islands. There were some gift boxes on the ship— It is slightly smaller than the batch of gift boxes containing explosives.

Could it be... that Mr. Magician had expected this moment long ago?

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, quite shocked in their hearts.

Conte's eyes lit up, and he ran over, picked up a gift box first, and opened it——

"HiaHiaHiaHia——" The Q version of the funny clown popped up. He looked ugly and cute, and his laughter was a bit harsh, which made it easy to startle when people were caught off guard.

This is a prank with a very distinctive character and personality, not very flattering but also harmless.

so cute.

Conte held the pompom that Gogol gave him in his hand, and quickly hugged the clown scare box in his arms, his cheeks flushed: pompom, gift, like it.

It's a pity that Gogol didn't see this scene, otherwise he might not be able to help complaining about the weird aesthetics of One Piece World.

The time went back to more than an hour ago, when the live broadcast just started.

First, the person in charge of the Navy stationed in the Chambord Islands discovered the live broadcast of the daring magician on a whim. Then, the news spread to the Navy Headquarters, and the current Admiral of the Navy, Zhijiang Buddha Warring States, held an emergency meeting.

"...In short, that's the way it is." Lieutenant Admiral He, the staff officer of the Navy Headquarters, summarized and analyzed the current situation, "A Celestial Dragon was kidnapped in Chambord Islands. The murderer who kidnapped the Celestial Dragon was named Gogol. The ability of the Devil Fruit is unknown. It is guessed that the spirit of words that can be realized by meeting certain conditions should be controlled within a certain range. The specific extent of what can be achieved is still unknown. His identity is suspected of being a revolutionary army. At present, this person is publishing live broadcasts that are not conducive to the rule of the world government. Speech. We need to determine his location through the live broadcast, and we cannot cut off the live broadcast for the time being, so we must find a way to catch him as soon as possible."

Warring States listened to Crane's summary of the information revealed in the live broadcast with a serious expression, and decisively issued an order: "Polusalino, you are the one with the ability of Shining Fruit, the fastest and the most maneuverable, this time it is up to you to rescue Tianlong people."

"...Yeah? Do you want me to rescue the Tianlong people? It's really difficult... That young man named Gogol kidnapped so many people at once. , young people nowadays..." Polusalino casually put the nail clippers aside, blew and blew his nails leisurely, step by step to realize the freedom of paddling and the normalization of fishing. , he dragged his voice out and said his mantra, "It's so scary..."

The next door, Sakaski, was holding a cigar expressionlessly, and said in a deep voice: "This man's ability is very dangerous, let me go this time. In order to maintain the majesty of the world government and navy, we must completely eradicate all crimes and execute all justice. Evil people who are enemies!"

"If Sakaski wants to go, the old man has no objection." Polusalino picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea slowly, and said indifferently.

Of course Polusalino will not have any objections to being able to justifiably hand over the work to others and fish with peace of mind, but Sakalski... Who knows if Sakalsky will suddenly have "absolute justice" on his head? , Disregarding the kidnapped Tianlong people and even solving the hostages together?no!There will definitely be a big mess!

"... Sakaski has other arrangements." Sengoku had a headache, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Karp, who was munching on senbei, as if it had nothing to do with him, and Kuzan, who had put on a blindfold at some point and was drowsy. , getting more and more headaches, "Karp! Put down that senbei! Kuzan! Sober up!"

Garp swallowed the senbei in a big gulp, and picked his nostrils indifferently: "Why?"

Kuzan slowly lifted the blindfold, and there was a trance in his eyes: "...Ah la la, is it dawn?"

This is the headquarters of the Navy, think about the expensive cost of building reconstruction, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive...

Zhan Guo took a deep breath silently, trying to calm down his impulsive mood of wanting to backhand a big Buddha shock wave to wake up these two guys who are increasingly out of tune: calm down, calm down, and work for the last two years. , the old man is not waiting!

"Listen, Kuzan, you and Polusalino will go to the Chambord Islands, with the main purpose of rescuing the Tianlong people, and try to capture the villains who kidnapped the Tianlong people. As for Garp, what should you do? Why go, don't stand in the way here... wait, don't touch my senbei with your nostril-picking hand! At least save one for me, bastard!"

"Cut, cheapskate!"

"you--"

As a result, Sengoku and Karp still had a fight after all-the head-to-head, nostril-piercing, and beard-pulling style of fighting, and the scene was quite stalemate.

Lieutenant General He took no offense at this, calmly retreated, and kindly closed the door for them.

Sakalski pressed his hat, feeling that this playful scene really lacked the decency and majesty of the navy, so he turned and left out of sight.

Polusalino, who couldn't get rid of his work, sighed regretfully, exchanged glances with Kuzan, and slowly put down his teacup: "In this case, the old man will reluctantly take a step forward to explore the way."

"Bon voyage." Kuzan yawned lazily, pulled down the blindfold, and thought: Anyway, Polusalino is scouting the way, so let's catch up on sleep first.

After the Warring States battle with Garp was over, his mood just eased a little, when he caught a glimpse of Cabbage Head lying on the ground and sound asleep, his mentality exploded, and he yelled deafeningly: "Kuzan—"

"Now! Immediately! Immediately! Act for me!"

"Yes..." Kuzan sat up listlessly, and replied feebly.

Downstairs, Lieutenant General He heard the roar from the Warring States Period in the distance, and thought calmly: Today is still a harmonious day for the Navy Headquarters.

The author has something to say: I have written three chapters of natal fruit, and I am happy (Sahuahua)

In the next chapter let Xiao Jiu play the role~