nbsp; Luffy lowered his head to dodge a vicious kick, and reflexively slapped a rubber pistol back with color, while shouting:

"Hey!

"Why are you helping that bastard! Aren't we companions!"

Luffy, the captain, is also good enough, first he had a fight with his own swordsman in Whiskey Mountain, and this time he was replaced by his own cook. 『』Fan☆eggplant small △ said △△ net fqxsw▽

Sanji didn't speak with a dark face, but the attack under his feet became sharper.

"Aha...... It's useless for you to say anything now!" Looking at the two people who were killing each other, sitting cross-legged on the ground and "watching the play".3 looked up to the sky and laughed.

SS. Golden Zhou, who was silently eating fairy shellfish on the side, nodded when he heard this, and continued: "If he is hit by the color of the enemy, he will not recover his consciousness if he does not defeat his "enemy"!"

"And ......," the painter girl took a sip of tea, and said in a very affirmative tone, "once he has determined the target of the attack, he will never change it!"

"Damn!"

Luffy lowered his head to dodge Sanji's leg sweep, and then crossed his hands in front of his chest to resist a ferocious flying kick, which can be seen from the thunderous explosion of the two colliding with each other, and the kick that can knock out a sea king in one blow is really extraordinary.

With this great force, Luffy distanced himself from Sanji, and he turned his head to look at the giant tower of candles that was spinning like a fancy cake, and the flying wax mist had almost covered Brocky's entire body.

(Oh no, I'm going to rescue this giant uncle before I can beat that weird-shaped guy away.) ▽☆Tomato☆Small▽Say.fqxsw▽)

And just as Luffy was about to make a move, a figure that suddenly appeared attracted everyone's attention.

"Luffy!Sanji!Great, you're all okay~"

"Quack!"

"Vivi, and Karui?" Luffy tilted his head in confusion, surprised by Vivi's arrival. But what he didn't notice was that when Vivi appeared, Sanji, who had been black-faced, suddenly changed his face......

"You're throwing yourself into a trap, Princess Vivi!".3 Looking at the uninvited blue girl and smiling sinisterly, he put down the teacup in his hand and stood up.

Vivi looked at the iconic strange shape, her pupils contracted suddenly, and she exclaimed, "Are you .......3?!".

3 Hehe smiled: "This is God help me!ss. Golden Week, remember to color me!Candle carving ......"

As he spoke, the "3" on the top of .3's head began to burn, and a large lump of milky wax enveloped his body, forming a huge human shape, and at the same time, S. Golden Week also picked up a paintbrush to color him.

“…… Candle Championship Cup!".3 Holding the colorful candle machine, the person posed with a somewhat shameful gesture.

"Good, so handsome!" Luffy's eyes twinkled with little stars.

The huge machine qì man raised his fist high, and .3 Chong Weiwei showed a cruel smile: "This punch has the power to defeat the 42oo Wanberry wanted criminal, and if you die in this move, you are also right to be a princess!"

As he spoke, the huge candle fist slammed into Vivi with a strong wind......

Sou!

A black shadow rushed towards .3, like a meteor, like lightning!

With a muffled bang, Sanji's polished shiny black leather shoes were firmly imprinted on .3's face, and the huge force flew out upside down with the entire candle machine, knocking down several big trees in a row, looking at this posture, .3 couldn't wake up for a while. Tomato ◇ small ☆ △ said △ net fqxsw △

"You bastard!" Sanji's bare right eye flickered with rage, and an extremely terrifying aura swirled around him.

"Do you want to do anything rude to the beautiful lady??"

Then, the cook, who was no more than three seconds handsome, turned his head to look at Wei Wei, with a pig brother on his face.

"Ah, Miss Vivi, have you been fascinated by my dashing figure?"

"No, it's not ......" grinned, and Vivi and Karui had black lines on their faces.

Click, the half-bitten senbei fell to the ground.

SS. Golden Monday looked at Sanji who was playing treasure with a blank face, and his big black eyes were full of disbelief. 番□▽☆□ eggplant novel network.fqxsw☆

Director, this script is not right, hey! Didn't you say that you won't attack others, but only identify the enemy?

Could it be that this curly eyebrow has taken off the hint of the paint trap for the instinct to protect women?

Sure enough, the has a miracle!

The wind is tight, and the wind is blowing!

Sensing that something was wrong with the form, SS. Golden Week took advantage of Luffy's inattention, silently packed up his beloved painting tools, and packed the leftover senbei with him, and left with his calves.

"Sanji, you're finally back to normal!" Luffy said with a look of surprise on his face.

The cook, who was completely attracted by Weiwei's attention, noticed that there was another person here, so he asked with some confusion:

"Luffy, by the way, why am I here?bhuh, what a big statue!!" Sanji exclaimed as he looked at Brocky, who was completely covered in wax mist.

"Ahh

…………

"This is...... Wax?" Sherlock muttered uncertainly, knocking on the white walls that were as hard as steel.

After walking for a while in this primeval jungle, Sherlock found such a strange house.

Cautiously pushing open the door of the room, carefully monitoring it with a telescope to make sure that there was no danger, Sherlock walked in with confidence. Tomato Small ☆ Say ☆ □ △ Net .fqxsw☆

"Three cups, it means that there are three people, the black tea has been cold, it means that they have been gone for a while, fortunately there is this phone bug is .......3?" Sherlock pushed his glasses, recalling in his mind where he got the information from ss. Valentine's Day.

"Is the Baroque here too? The Candle Fruit Ability, and his partner, the other person should be the Bomberman......

"Blue Blue Blue ......"

At this moment, the phone bug with .3 printed on it suddenly rang.

"Baroque generally uses guò instructions to hand over tasks, and it is very likely that the other party is not familiar with the .3 voice. Sherlock pondered for a moment, then picked up the earpiece.

"Moximoxi, who are you?"

"I'm .......o"

Meanwhile, Alabastan, Rainland, a rather luxuriously decorated basement.

A gloomy man with a big back is sitting in a chair, drinking wine while electrifying ".3" in the distance.

"Yes? The Straw Hats and the SS. Valentine's Day has been resolved, hard work. ”

"The messenger of misfortune has sent the eternal pointer to Alabastan, and you and SS. Golden Week have come to the designated place to meet ......"

Bumper bump, there was a dense burst of gunfire from the other side of the phone bug.

Klockdahl's face changed slightly, and the scar that seemed to split his head in two made it even more terrifying.

"What's going on with you?"

"Yes, dinosaurs......"

"In short, future instructions will be passed to you by the writ, good luck, .3. ”

Hanging up the phone bug, .o sat in the chair and didn't know what he was thinking.

Nicole Robin was sitting on the sand not far from him, and she was holding out her hand and teasing a banana crocodile the size of a boat.

Her fingers were white and slender, and her nails were trimmed just right, making them a sight to behold, whether on the black and white keys of the piano or for lifting a goblet full of fine wine.

"Is that all that?" Robin muttered in a voice that only he could hear, "It's a pity, I want to ask why his glasses don't have a prescription......

"......" Klockdahl suddenly ordered Robin with a cold expression: "You and .2.................."

…………

Hanging up the phone bug, Sherlock looked at the unfortunate messenger who had been shot into a sieve, pushed his glasses, and looked a little ugly.

"The bad news is that since the two vultures and sloths can't return, the sand crocodiles will soon know that we're not dead. ”

"The good news is that now there is an eternal pointer to Alabastan, and I don't know how long the island's records will need to be recorded......"

Playing with the eternal pointer of Alabastan in his hand, Sherlock fell into deep thought.

"Moreover, with the unsentimental tone of Klockdahl just now, I can't hear the slightest hint of praise for his right-hand men, isn't it...... Hey~ Such a spicy-hearted boss on the stall is also unlucky for these people......"

As Sherlock sat in his chair and pondered, the door to the candle house suddenly opened!

SS. Golden Monday looked at .13 and SS. Friday, who had been hit by bullets on the ground, and then looked at the seemingly harmless man with glasses in the room, and his little face was suddenly turned white with fright.

She was stunned for a moment and was about to turn and run away, but it was too late.

- Infinite Gun Craft!

Looking at the cute little girl surrounded by hundreds of muskets ready to go, Sherlock calmly pushed his glasses, and the transparent lenses reflected two stunning rays of light.

"I really didn't expect that there were such young children in the Baroque, is this illegal child labor?"

"Also, do I look so scary?ss. Golden Week?" Sherlock said with a very amiable smile.

"Wow Wow Wow Wow ......"

Looking at this smile and the muzzle of the black hole around her, this little girl with pigtails was suddenly frightened and cried.

Sherlock had a black line on his face.