Chapter Twenty-Three: Princess Vivi

Whiskey Peak came with two uninvited guests.

One is a tall man in a dark trench coat, he has an explosive head, wears a pair of sunglasses, and looks very stylish, like a rock singer.

The other was a beautiful woman with a parasol in the middle of the night, with blonde hair and a pale yellow dress painted with lemons, and even her earrings were two lemon slices, and it seemed that she was very fond of this fruit.

Glancing at the bounty hunters around her, who were scorched and lying on the ground with unknown fate, the blonde woman let out a very nervous smile.

"Ahahahaha, that's how a traitor who runs away is supposed to be, don't you say?Mr.5. ”

Mr.5 nodded when he heard this, moved his wrist, and showed an extremely arrogant expression, "Miss. Valentine's Day, I really don't understand why the boss is making such a fuss and letting the two of us deal with the spies." ”

"Ahahahaha, don't think too much, maybe the boss is merciful and wants her to die a decent death, after all, it's a princess of a country......" Miss. Valentine's Day turned her parasol.

Mr.5 couldn't deny it, so the two slowly walked into the town......

The moon hangs high

A black-haired young man with glasses was sitting on the roof, holding a large pile of texts, flipping through them quickly, with an extremely focused expression on his face, and it was a shame that he could read what was written on it on such a dark night.

"A few months ago, the Hungry Wolf Pirates engaged an unknown group of pirates and were defeated, almost completely annihilating, leaving only the main ship to escape. ”

"Recently, the Hungry Wolf Pirates have been spotted in the nearby seas, and it seems that they are being pursued by the Navy...... Let's hope you don't run into them. ”

"Smoker, the White Hunter of Rogue Town in the East Sea, has entered the Great Voyage for unknown reasons...... Sherlock frowned slightly, this is really bad news.

"Little garden, giant, 100 years ago, a bounty of 100 million Bailey, dueling ......" Sherlock pushed his glasses, "Isn't there any useful information? ”

Soon, however, Sherlock discovered something very interesting from several weapons order records.

For nearly half a year, the Baroque studio has been buying weapons from various places in regular batches and sending them to a place called Alabastan, and a single stronghold of Whiskey Mountain may not be a big deal, but if other strongholds are also operating in this way...... That's complicated.

"The Baroque workshops have killed a few thousand people, and these weapons are almost enough to arm ten Baroque studios, Alabastan...... Remember the information that there was a rebellion going on, and that they were planning to sell arms?, but if so, why did they do so covertly?......" Sherlock pondered.

"Oh, yes!" Sherlock turned his head to look at the big duck behind him who was tied up by him, "It seems that this chocobo duck is a specialty of Alabastan, and I don't know if it's good or not." ”

The first thing to think about when catching a living creature is whether it tastes good or not, and maybe Sherlock himself didn't find out, he has already taken a big step on the road to becoming a qualified foodie.

"Aga, quack, quack......" A certain big duck in the hat probably sensed the deep malice in the eyes of the eyed man, so it let out a frightened wail.

"Well, you don't have to worry, Sanji's craftsmanship is great. Sherlock pushed his glasses and smiled warmly:

"You're going to be delicious!"

"Ga ......" The big duck foamed at the mouth and simply fainted.

Some of the cold night breeze blew, bringing with it a faint smell of blood.

"Presumably Sauron's side is done. Sherlock said to himself.

However, Sauron is not only done, but also has a big deal.

"So why should I listen to you woman!" Zoro said angrily to Nami.

"Who made you owe me money? In Rogue Town...... Nami pointed at Ikalem, who was lying on the ground and was seriously wounded, "The princess who saved their country will receive 1 billion Baileys, and you don't have to pay back the money you owe. ”

Zoro put his hand on his forehead and said helplessly: "But won't I return the 100,000 Bailey to you later?" "After all, Xue Go and the three generations of Ghost Toru were both gifted by the owner of the knife shop.

"What about interest? Nami smiled like a cat stealing food, "Lend you 100,000, you have to pay me back three times, and now there is still 200,000 Bailey." ”

Zoro was about to retort, but Nami's face changed suddenly and she interrupted.

"You're not going to keep your promise," Nami said with a look of extreme disdain, as if Zoro had done something bad that the heavens and the earth would not tolerate.

"Or are you afraid you won't be able to beat the boogers?"

"Uh............ Damn !!!" Sauron was sweating profusely and fled with a black face to find Princess Vivi.

Where can an honest and simple green-haired samurai fight a sharp-toothed Miss Navigator?

Looking at Zoro's distant back, Nami playfully stuck out her tongue.

Ikalem was speechless, he already regretted entrusting Princess Vivi to this demonic woman.

"Princess Vivi, don't let anything happen!" Uncle Curly prayed silently in his heart.

On the other side, a certain straw hat boy who peed at night was looking at the bounty hunters who had fallen to the ground in shock.

"Fa, what's going on??!!"

Luffy pulled up a bounty hunter and asked extremely anxiously, "Hey, it doesn't matter, who did this?!"

The poor bounty hunter was almost vomited blood by Luffy's rude movements, and he subconsciously replied, "One, green-haired swordsman......" and passed out after saying that.

"Green-haired swordsman, Zoron, damn it, don't you think these good Samaritans are cooking?

The idiot captain roared and ran off into the distance to find some "ungrateful" green algae head.

So the question is, what is the probability that a road idiot and an idiot will meet in a small town?

Leave that question out for now.

Princess Vivi, who knows nothing about these things, is Miss. Wednesday, who screams at the sound of her pet-mount, finally finds her friend's pet and mount, and the culprit who caught her.

"Mr. Glasses?!"

"Quack!" Karui was excited at first when he saw his master coming, and then he cried out anxiously, as if urging Vivi to get out of here.

Looking at the Lu Xing Duck who was tied up with five flowers, Wei Wei yelled angrily at a man with glasses, "You bastard, what did you do to Karui!?" After that, Wei Wei threw a chain weapon and rushed towards Sherlock, who was still reading the information, like an angry lioness, completely ignoring the other party's 70 million Bailey bounty.

―Peacock saw!

"What did I do?" Sherlock waved his hand without raising his head.

―Magic Rope!

A two-finger-thick twine mirror image appeared out of thin air, and then it shot out like a spirit snake at Vivi, and with a coquettish cry, Princess Vivi was tied up in a knot in the blink of an eye, and fell to the ground weakly with her hands behind her back, just like her pet Karui.

"Quack!" Karui yelled angrily at Sherlock.

"That's what I did," Sherlock replied faintly.

As he spoke, Sherlock's mind moved, and the magic rope slowly floated along with Vivi and her pet duck Karui.

Putting the information in his hand into the mirror space, Sherlock turned his head to look at Vivi in mid-air, "Okay, I'm done answering your question, in return, shouldn't you answer my question too?" Miss Wednesday, I'm very curious about your organization. ”

"......" Wei Wei didn't reply, and her fair and beautiful face flushed with a seductive flush.

By the way, Sherlock, although not as chivalrous as Sanji, is also an elegant gentleman. For beautiful girls, Sherlock still can't bear to hurt her, so when she tied up Vivi, Sherlock deliberately chose a binding method that she learned from the book to minimize the sense of restraint and pain.

But Sherlock didn't know that this form of bondage wasn't just for the sake of tying up captives.

This type of binding is scientifically known as tortoiseshell bondage.

……

When Mr. 5 and Miss find their goal on Valentine's Day, they see this scene.

Under the full moon, a handsome young man dressed in black stood on the roof, a noisy wind blowing his black broken hair, and the transparent lenses reflected two breathtaking lights.

In front of him, floating were two large bundled objects, a large duck with a hat, and the target of their mission, the royal daughter of Alabastan, Neferutari Vivi.

The rope on Princess Weiwei's body is so beautiful, even if it is separated by several layers of clothes, this delicate binding method still perfectly reflects the fullness of the girl's chest and the stiffness behind her.

The rope on her body slowly squirmed like tentacles, and the sensation it brought stimulated the sensitive body of the blue-haired girl all the time, her slender legs were a little uneasy, her fair face flew into her cheeks, her breathing gradually became short, and a pair of eyes like spring water were staring at the man with glasses, and there seemed to be some strange things mixed in her eyes.

For a while, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"Pervert, perverted ......," Miss. said on Valentine's Day, her pretty face slightly reddened, and she used the parasol in her hand to cover the slightly coercive scene in front of her.

Mr.5 glanced at the man with glasses in front of him with extremely strange eyes, and thought to himself, "This guy is very good at play......ing! Tsk, man, understandable. It's just a princess Vivi, what kind of trouble are you not even letting go of a duck?!I'll go, this taste is too strange!!!!

At this time, Sherlock, who was using this binding method for the first time, didn't notice anything wrong, but he vaguely felt that the two guys who suddenly appeared seemed to have misunderstood something.

And it's a very strict misunderstanding!

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