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

In the Chambord Islands, the auction venue in Area [-] has been surrounded and blocked by the navy.

The light flashed, and the golden light spots gathered together to form a human figure more than three meters high. Polusalino put his hands lazily in his trouser pockets, listening quietly to the report by the person in charge of the navy stationed in Chambord Islands. Condition.

"In other words, did everyone disappear out of thin air?"

Polusalino looked around for a while, the brown sunglasses flashed, he seemed to think for a while, and then took out the phone bug: "Moses, can you hear me?...Eh? Why is there no sound..."

"...Admiral Yellow Ape, the one you are holding is a black phone bug." The person in charge of the Naval Station in Chambord Islands, who was following Polusalino, reminded him tactfully.

"Yeah? It's indeed a black phone bug, so why is there no sound?" Polusalino's expression showed a bit of superficial distress, and he continued to toss the black phone bug in his hand, "Moses Moses? "

"Of course there will be no sound. Because the black phone bug is a special phone bug for eavesdropping, it cannot talk." The head of the navy stationed in Chambord Islands patiently explained with a helpless face, feeling crazy in his heart: Admiral Huang Yuan is not a member of the naval scientific force Are you in charge?Why is it so... unreliable?

"Soga!" Polusalino put away the black phone bug with a look of sudden realization, "So, I seem to have forgotten to bring the phone bug for contact..."

"So that's how it is." The person in charge took out a phone bug from his body, "Here I am..."

Polusalino glanced at the phone bug in the other party's hand, and happily made a decision in a drawn-out tone: "Okay, then it's up to you to notify Zhan Taowan to bring someone over for the old man."

The person in charge who is about to lend out the phone bug: "???"

Did I just say something?Did you say it?There's none?

The person in charge felt very confused and couldn't help falling into philosophical thinking.

"By the way, is there any tea?" Polusalino didn't look like he was ordered to rescue the Tianlong people when he was in danger, but he seemed to be on vacation in the Chambord Islands. It's not slow, it's leisurely.

"...Go and make a pot of tea for General Huang Yuan." The person in charge ordered silently.

"Ah, if possible, I'd better bring a chair here, please." As a general, Polusalino's attitude towards his subordinates was always approachable, unlike Sakaski's iron blood.

It's a pity that this approachable attitude doesn't make the person in charge's impression of him more reliable.

"...Did you hear that? Bring another chair over here." The person in charge added with a stiff face.

Soon, Polusalino sat leisurely on a chair, drinking tea and watching the live broadcast, looking quite relaxed.

"Aren't you going to search the enemy's location?" The person in charge endured and endured, and finally couldn't help asking directly.

"...Yeah? Why are you going to search?" Polusalino seemed a little surprised. He paused with his hand holding the tea cup, glanced at the live broadcast screen projected by the phone bug, and said slowly, "Didn't he already Is it very clear? The location is here. Chambord Islands, Area [-]."

The person in charge was stunned for a moment, and tried to refute: "But there is no one here, who knows if he is lying?"

"Well..." Polusalino put down his teacup, and said slowly, "Don't worry, you'll know after reading."

In short, paddle first.

The little fisherman Polusalino thought calmly.

After about an hour, the live broadcast ended.

After a while, there was a wave of fluctuation in the space, and a group of immobile people like sculptures appeared out of thin air in the auction venue surrounded by groups, and the beautifully packaged gift boxes fell in front of them, and the number exactly corresponded to them .

"That's..." Polusalino's brown sunglasses on the bridge of his nose slipped slightly, and he squinted his eyes, as if he was judging something.

However, before Polusalino could see what was going on, an accident happened first.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..." Explosion. Explosion. Sounds rang out one after another.

...The explosive that will explode when it senses the shock, hasn't it been upgraded a long time ago?Where did this cheap old antique come from?

"This is terrible..." Polusalino glanced at the Tianlongren rescued by him at the speed of light, and sighed leisurely: "It's really troublesome, Tianlongren is injured, so it's not easy to deal with."

The bubble hood of the Celestial Dragon known as Saint Charros was blown to pieces, with broken glass piercing his face and dripping with blood.He couldn't seem to move, so he kept wailing, cursing loudly, clamoring to chop up the magician who hurt him, and feed it to Saru, the pug dog raised by his sister Charulia's palace.

He seemed to be quite energetic, and it could be seen that the injury was not serious.

Polusalino looked away: ... Forget it, if you can't die, you can get hurt.

The person in charge took the doctor to carry away the injured Tianlongren.

Polusalino was idle and bored, and checked the conditions of the other people one by one. They were all the same as that Tianlong man. They could only talk but could not move. There were only bomb wounds on their bodies, but no other wounds. The injuries were mild or severe, but they were all alive. , and none of them lost their lives.

Just as he thought, the power of this kind of explosives is not enough to kill people, but——

……very strange.

Polusalino's eyes flickered, thinking: Could it be that this is a villain who doesn't kill people?

villains who don't kill...

Huh?It's really strange.

At this moment, a white light flashed, the cloak was raised, and the mysterious magician jumped down from midair with a wanton smile.

"Brush—" Countless long knives were drawn out of their sheaths, and flints. hairs. guns were pointed at the coming person.

"Oh, don't be so nervous." Gogol blinked and smiled, "Relax, I just came to say hello to everyone."

"Knowing that there will be someone waiting to show up..." Polusalino has a habit of prolonging his voice when speaking, but his actions are not slow at all. With a move of "Yataka Mirror", he appeared behind Gogol in the blink of an eye. , he stretched out his hand slowly and asked, "...Aren't you afraid of being caught?"

With a flick of the cloak, Gogol disappeared out of thin air, and when he reappeared, he had already distanced himself from Polusalino.

"I'm super scared—" Gogol imitated Polusalino's tone and dragged out his voice, lowered his head, his body trembling slightly, "Once caught, a free bird will be locked in a cage, and it will never come back again. I can’t fly freely in the sky... Hey, it’s so scary... Every time I think of this, I’m terrified, I can’t help but tremble with fear... Am I not being obvious enough?"

After the words fell, Gogol raised his head, and the corner of his mouth raised an inconspicuous arc, half a smile: "Just playing a game, do you want to deprive me of my freedom? It's terrible, the navy..."

Gogol pretended to show a panicked expression, but his tone of voice sounded particularly yin and yang.

In the past, Polusalino was the only one who acted eccentrically in front of others, but this was the first time he was eccentrically treated by others.

Polusalino originally only wanted to paddle, touch fish, and go through the motions, but this feeling of being teased and provoked in turn made him feel a little complicated and at the same time quite novel, so he changed temporarily. idea.

"It's amazing, brother magician." Polusalino condensed the Amazono Sword, and swung it neatly, "Let this old man try your strength!"

Gogol smiled, and suddenly had a prank idea, he deliberately didn't hide, and let Tian Congyun sword cut him in half.

Polusalino paused, obviously stunned.

To be honest, Polusalino could see that Gogol probably wasn't a natural-type devil fruit capable user. Besides, he had purposely wrapped the armed domineering sword with the sword just now, even if it was elemental, it was useless. However, Polu Salino never expected that Gogol, as if looking for death, did not dodge at all, and smiled at him generously, and then he was cut in half by him so simply.

...Wait, something seems wrong, why is there no blood?

"It's scary, Navy..." A familiar voice sounded faintly.

"It almost killed the free bird..." The erratic voice was full of complaints.

The upper half of Gogol's body suddenly floated up, and he made a face at Polusalino in mid-air: "...hehe, I lied to you!"

"...Fragmented fruit?" Polusalino's eyes were fixed: In his impression, torn apart is the fruit ability of a little pirate nesting in the East China Sea. Is that person already dead? ... No, this doesn't make sense either, the shattered fruit can't explain Gogol's ability similar to speech.

"No, that's the fruit ability of the crew of One Piece. By the way, I like his red nose." While speaking, Gogol's lower body also floated up, his cloak raised, his upper body and The lower half of the body was put back together to form a Gogol that was the same as before, as if showing a strange magic, "Dangdangdangdang! Thanks for watching the special program before the farewell time, and by the way, free Intelligence - bringing the dead back to life is the most basic magic trick of the clown!"

"Bye~" Gogol waved his hand with a smile, and disappeared in place.

A card fell lightly to the ground.

"Is bringing back to life just magic?" Polusalino possessed himself and picked up the lost card - a clown with silver hair and golden pupils was drawn on the card, as if it was a Q-version self-portrait of Gogol himself, "... yeah?"

When Kuzan arrived at the Chambord Islands, he saw Polusalino leaning on a deck chair, twiddling a card, looking at the sun, thoughtful.

Kuzan: "...?"

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"What happened?" Kuzan dragged a recliner, sat down beside Polusalino, and asked casually.

"He ran away..." Polusalino let out a breath slowly. The brown sunglasses on the bridge of his nose reflected some light. Kuzan couldn't see his expression clearly, so he sighed softly, "It's so strange." , a villain who doesn't kill people, a clown who can perform magic tricks to bring the dead back to life, really..."

Polusalino's "It's terrible..." drifted in the wind, inaudibly.

"Ah la la..." Kuzan's pupils narrowed slightly, and then his eyelids drooped lazily, "I see, remember to report to Marshal Warring States."

...a villain who doesn't kill?Are there really such people in the world?

Kuzan leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, pulled off the blindfold, and said nothing, as if he planned to sleep in place first, and then think about other things.

The author has something to say: ...the estimate was wrong, the next chapter is the occasion for Xiaojiu to write

How do you feel that the fruits in this chapter are a bit tea-like (?)

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