The Pirate Princess Becomes King

"The pirate princess becomes king (

The human-faced bat zombie Hilton talks and gestures. As the herald on the island, it roughly tells what happened on the whole island during this time.

Weiwei said, "That is to say, Moonlight Moriah already knows that everyone has landed on the island?"

"Yes, hostess..." The human-faced bat zombie glanced at her expression: "The master asked us to shrink the defense, and the area outside the mansion was all abandoned... He said... . He said, let outsiders kill each other, we don't have to participate."

Wei Wei nodded, still being so Buddhist, Moonlight Moria's response was completely expected.

She took out a photo and an old wanted notice from Duck's backpack. The person on the photo was Mr.3, known as the artist. It was taken during the chaos at sea before, and the wanted notice was for 50 years. Before, there was Brooke of the human body.

"Have you seen these two people? The guy in the photo should have just landed on the island. The person in the wanted list has turned into a skeleton, with different appearances, but the explosive head should still be there."

The human-faced bat zombie thought for a while, then called his companions, and the bats discussed it for a while.

"I've seen it, mistress, the guy in the photo seems to be at the seaside. The guy in the wanted list often steals salt from the kitchen, but just now a large number of foreign enemies invaded, and this guy ran to the back of the mansion."

"Which one is closer?"

The human-faced bat zombie gave her a strange look. One was by the sea and the other was behind the mansion. Which one is nearer?

Weiwei glanced at it coldly, and it hurriedly lowered her head: "This guy by the sea is closer."

"Okay, you can send someone to show me the way. Karoo, let's go." Weiwei rode on the duck, and the human-faced bat zombie also gave her a small bat to guide the way.

At this time, the entire Devil Island was covered by the screams of killing, and the gloomy winds of the past were covered by the sound of explosions and weapons colliding. A group of zombies were trembling and hid in the coffin, not daring to come out at all.

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mr.3 walked on the beach with a bad look on his face, he and his partner ms. Golden Week were separated, and the number "3" full of artistic charm above his head also looked soft and lifeless because it was wet by the sea.

He was very dissatisfied with the arrangement of the Baroque studio, that ms. would not command at all on Sunday, and fought a chaotic battle without preparation. The employer of Sand Crocodile was also a waste in his opinion, and he was blind for seven. Wu Hai's reputation, even a mammoth can't beat it! If it was his own, he thought he could torture that stupid mammoth to death with the wax liquid!

At a certain moment, he even felt that he could become Qiwuhai and enjoy the worship of countless people. The picture was really beautiful!

"Hey, what are you thinking? You're so fascinated? I've called you several times." A slightly cold voice sounded not far away, mr.3 cupped his eyes first, and then put the art-filled image above his head. The number "3" of the breath fiddled with it twice, and then turned back after it was done.

After seeing the appearance of the woman riding the duck, he showed a very arrogant smile. He had an impression of the scene of the woman chasing the duck and running around. He didn't know the specific code name, but it was definitely not as tall as himself.

"It's you, you can survive with such a low level of strength, I have to say, you are very lucky." He coughed: "As a high-level agent in the studio, it is safe if you find me, you come down first."

Weiwei didn't move.

mr.3 frowned and looked very unhappy. He felt that he didn't say it clearly: "Did you not see that the senior is a little tired? Where did you come from? You really have no eyesight, no wonder the ranking is so low, come down, let your Duck take me a way, hurry up!"

Seeing that the other party still didn't respond, but instead looked at himself like a fool, he was very annoyed, and his expression was full of impatience. If the initial tone was a discussion, the current tone is already an order.

Duck Karoo looked back at Weiwei, what should we do?

Weiwei patted it, signaling to be calm.

Her eyes were red with blood, and she aimed at the small area of ​​mr.3 with a domineering look. A word was softly spit out from her lips: "Kneel down."

The first reaction of mr.3 was that he had heard it wrong. The other party seemed to him to be a complete soldier. He even dared to give a reward of 24 million Bailey to the third-ranked high-level agent in his studio. present? !

He raised his head subconsciously, just in time to meet Weiwei's eyes.

Huge pressure appeared out of thin air, as if there was a giant hand above his head, forcing him to the ground.

His face was flushed, and the bones of his whole body made a crunching sound. The artistic number "3" above his head was the first to fall, and then he felt that the giant hand pressing on him was constantly Afterburner, time seemed to have passed for a long time, but it seemed to be just a moment. When he regained consciousness, he found himself kneeling on the ground, his head was dizzy, and his hands were shaking all the time.

"You—who are you?!" He was still a little knowledgeable, and knew that the other party was definitely not an ordinary person. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"Oh hehehe-" Wei Wei covered her mouth and chuckled: "I'm Ms. Wednesday, you are mr.3, I'm Ms. Wednesday, isn't it interesting? Senior, you are so polite, seeing me as a junior Salute to me?...Although you are polite, but I have to say, you are really a waste, you can't even bear such a tyrannical look, your willpower is too poor."

mr.3 is angry and afraid, overlord? What it is? He suspected that it was some kind of strange Devil Fruit ability.

Weiwei read a lot of maliciousness from his emotions through seeing, hearing and coloring, and she was too lazy to talk nonsense.

"Look up and look into my eyes." Her voice was particularly soft and fluttering, like the clouds in the sky, like the bright moonlight.

mr.3 looked up subconsciously, and this time he saw a pair of colorful eyes, among which was a flashing meteor, a majestic building, and all kinds of passers-by who seemed familiar.

He heard a very soft voice speaking to himself: "Remember my words, save your life, after the mission is over, don't alarm anyone, come to Whiskey Mountain to find me..."

Weiwei repeated the hint three times, and seeing that there was nothing missing, she instructed Bat to continue to lead the way to find Brooke, she was busy.

After five minutes, mr.3, who was kneeling on the ground, woke up. He stood up and looked around strangely. What was he doing before?

"Yes, I can't give my life to those guys, find a place to hide first, my life is more important than anything else!" Wei Wei's hints also partially conformed to his wish, mr. Confrontation, naturally received all the hints.