Robust Mage in One Piece

Chapter 151: The Baroque Work Agency Strikes

Somewhere in the paradise in the first half of the New World, next to a small island close to the windless zone, there is a huge ship seventy meters long and ten meters wide, with luxurious decoration and exquisite carvings.

What is particularly surprising is that there are two huge air bags over a hundred meters long floating above this huge ship. The whole boat stopped next to the island, as if a dark cloud had fallen on the sea.

"Oh my God!"

A bespectacled man with a wretched face poked his head out of a bush next to the island, revealing his strangely shaped hair styled with the Arabic numeral 3.

"This boat is too big, how many people must be on it!"

"If Gibson's information is correct..."

A bald head protruded from the bushes beside him.

"This ship has a tonnage of 2540, three decks, and is equipped with 125 cannons. If the sailors are full, it can carry 900 people..."

"900 people?"

The person with the figure 3 on his head turned his head and looked at the bald man in surprise, "I said mr.1, did you make a mistake?"

"What do you mean? mr.3" the bald monk answered blankly.

"There are 900 people on the opposite side... 900 people!" Mr. 3 pointed to the giant ship in front of him, "And our side, look at our side How many people are there?"

"Six!" The bald monk replied calmly.

"Do you think the six of us can defeat the more than 900 people on the opposite boat?"

"Yes!" The bald monk didn't hesitate.

"I don't think so..." mr.3 shrank back, "I won't take part in such a dangerous operation."

As he spoke, Mr. 3 cautiously took two steps back, then stood up, and greeted a little girl who was drinking tea under a sun umbrella behind a bush, "miss.golden week, let's go!"

"oh!"

The little girl drinking tea raised her head, showing a confused face.

"Is work over?"

"No!"

With a cold snort, a thick arm lay across in front of Mr. 3, he looked up along the arm, and saw the expressionless face of the person dressed as a monk, that is, Mr. 1 of Baroque Works .

Crack!

On that thick arm, a row of sharp blades suddenly appeared, and Mr. 3 could even see his own face from the blades.

"If you run away from the battle, it will be regarded as a defecting organization! Kill without mercy!"

Looking at the sharp blade, Mr. 3 gulped.

"I said I just sat on my knees for too long, get up and move around, believe it or not?"

Crack!

The blade that appeared on Mr. 1's arm disappeared so abruptly.

The beauty with the blue afro, code-named miss.double finger, stood up to smooth things over.

"Mr.3, in fact, what Mr.1 said is not finished yet, although the opposite ship is full of 900 people, but this time, in order to clean up Gibson's territory, the target person sent all his crew to other ships Now, there are only more than two hundred sailors on his ship, and only about fifty combat members."

"call!"

Mr.3 let out a long breath, and then patted his chest with his hand.

"There are only fifty people, you should have said it earlier!"

"Mr.3, you are such a coward..."

A young man in a brown windbreaker and sunglasses crossed his arms, leaned against a nearby tree, and said in a sarcastic tone, "So what if there are 900 people on the other side? In front of my bomb, no matter how many People are useless!"

Mr.3 turned his face to look at this young man, pushed his glasses casually, and a vicious look flashed in his eyes, "Are you planning to fight with me? Mr.5, I have long wanted to have a devil fruit ability collector's collection."

"Okay, everyone calm down."

miss.double finger stood up again, "If you want to fight, after this operation is over, you can fight as you like, but now you must focus on the mission. Don't forget that this mission was assigned by the president himself down."

"To me, the President is making a fuss over a molehill..."

Mr.5 stood up, with a proud face, "Actually, as long as I go to that boat by myself and blow it up, the mission will be completed, and there is no need for the six of us to be together."

"Or you can let me go, use 10,000 kilograms of Taishan to press the top, and sink that boat directly..."

Standing in front of Mr.5, a beautiful woman wearing a parasol and wearing two lemon-shaped earrings showed a happy smile.

"Don't be careless!"

miss.double finger, the blue-haired beauty codenamed Double Finger, waved her hand, "The other party has become the overlord of the East China Sea in the capacity of the chamber of commerce. Don't take it lightly."

"The Overlord of the Eastern Sea..."

The beauty with the lemon-shaped earrings covered her mouth and smiled happily, "So what if he is the overlord in the weakest sea that seems to be playing house?"

Before his companions could speak this time, they heard an angry voice coming from the nearby tree.

the sound of. "The bastard who speaks in this tone is the most annoying, has the weakest sea eaten your rice?"

Among the six people present, except for the little girl sitting under the sun umbrella who was still drinking tea calmly, the remaining five people cast their puzzled gazes in the direction of speaking at the same time.

On a branch of a tree only ten meters away from them at most, there were two figures standing on the left and the right at some point.

The man on the left is wearing a robe with strange patterns, a pair of glasses on his face, and a gentle look. And the woman on the right was wearing a T-shirt and hot pants, with a hot figure and a captain's cloak.

At this time, the woman was still complaining to the man.

"Boss, do you think these people on the great route are sick? They take a mouthful of the weakest sea, the weakest sea. It seems that their weak chickens have become strong because they did not come from the East China Sea. Same."

"Alrita, you need to know..." the man with glasses explained to the woman solemnly,

"... For many wastes, their only achievement is that they were not born in the weakest sea in the East China Sea. If you don't let them mention this word, then they will not even have a good achievement in their life. there is none left!"

"Think about it, it's a sad thing that you don't even have one thing you can brag about in your life!"

"You two bloody bastards..."

The woman with the parasol, that is, miss.Valentine, was sarcastically sarcastically sung by the man and the woman, and suddenly became angry and trembled all over.

"How dare you laugh at me like that!"

Saying that, miss.Valentine suddenly jumped up, grabbed the parasol and flew up, "I'm going to kill you two!"

"Miss. Valentine, be careful..."

Before miss.'s two fingers finished speaking, miss.valentine, the woman code-named Valentine's Day had already grabbed her parasol and flew obliquely above the other party, and then the whole body bumped into a man and a woman standing on the branch of a tree. .

"10,000 kilograms weighs on the top of Mount Tai!"

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