Chapter 32: The Rainstorm

Using his fruit ability, he quickly packed up the pirates in the square and hurried over, and when he saw Dusty who had fainted on the ground, he frowned slightly, and glanced at the dock a little unwillingly, before he walked over and hugged Dusty gently. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThere was no shelter from the rain nearby, so Smoker had to use his body to block Dusty.

Dusty's thin body trembled slightly in his arms, his brows were raised, the corners of his eyes were a little moist, I don't know if it was tears or rain, Chu Chu's moving appearance was pitiful.

Meanwhile, in an unknown alley, Monchi D. Long and Crockdahl face each other.

Compared to the mysterious and dashing dragon, Crockdahl is a little embarrassed. The torrential rain poured down, wetting Crockdahl's whole body, and his wet clothes looked nondescript against his body, but with a smug smile on his face.

"I didn't expect you to grow to this extent after not seeing you for a few years......" Long sneered, stretched out his right hand flat, and let the rain wash away, "Domineering, armed color, it's really beyond my expectations." ”

The dragon's right hand could be seen sagging and dry like an old man's, and twisting in a strange manner. However, with the moisture of the rain, it is gradually recovering its vitality.

"It's a privilege to be complimented. Crockdahl bowed slightly, and his embarrassed image didn't seem to affect his mood at all, on the contrary, he seemed to be very happy, "After all this time, it really can't be said if there is no progress." "Moreover, the few slashes that were cut by Hawkeye are really helpful for comprehending domineering.

Crockdahl was talking about his crossing, but the dragon was clearly thinking of something else.

"That's right, after all, the Seven Martial Seas also need enough strength to be able to be them. It seems that I have to re-evaluate the strength of the Seven Martial Seas. The dragon shook off the rain from his hand, and his right hand was now fully recovered, "But even then, you can't be my match." Especially in weather like this. ”

"Indeed, but we don't seem to have a reason to fight, do we?" Crockdahl squinted as he looked at the dragon, "and you really want to break me off, and it won't be just a temptation like you are now, revolutionary?"

"Reason?" the dragon nodded, as if he suddenly remembered something, "Those miscellaneous pieces that I killed a few days ago seem to be Mr.7's guys, do they count?"

"All that nonsense, I said why is there no news at all...... Hehe, since you like it, just take it and count it as my meeting gift. Crockdahl's pupils shrank suddenly, and it took less than a fifth of a second to get back to normal.

What is this, temptation, or ...... Warn?

"Should I say, is it really Crockdahl?" said the dragon with a chuckle, "You really make me more and more incomprehensible now, compared to what you thought before, it has changed a lot." ”

"It's people who always become, don't they?" Krokdahl replied with a smile, his tense body loosening for the first time. He could feel that the dragon's previous murderous aura had been eliminated, and now it was time to negotiate.

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On the avenue leading to the docks, the slower sailors also rushed over, along with Smog's special motorcycle and his weapon, a ten-handed man with a sea tower stone at the top.

Hailou stone is said to be the hardest substance in the world, and it is only produced somewhere in the sea. At the same time, Hailou Stone is also known as the condensation of the essence of the sea, because it is able to restrain the ability of the Devil Fruit just like the seawater.

Smoker sighed lightly, handed Dusty to them, and told them to take care of them, then rode the motorcycle brought by the Navy soldiers and rushed towards the docks. The motorcycle was made specifically for Smoker, and the power was his smoke fruit. When it starts, smoke is sprayed from the back of the motorcycle, and the thrust is comparable to that of a rocket. And because the motorcycle floats forward when the smoke erupts, there is hardly any friction other than the air.

In addition to its high speed, the motorcycle is extremely stable because it travels in levitation, and can drive smoothly on any road surface, even on water.

Ever since he picked up Dusty that day, Smoker has treated her like a daughter, and no one will hurt her. And now Dusty's pitiful appearance touched the softness in Smoker's heart, and anger filled his heart.

"'Straw Hat Kid'...... I won't let you go!"

On the sea outside Rogue Town, it seemed that Rogue Town had suffered a curse, and only within his range was there a torrential rain and strong winds, but no rain fell on the sea a kilometer away from Rogue Town. Although the air pressure is constantly getting lower and the sea is rough, it seems to be coming from the town of Rogue more than that.

Not far from Rogue Town, you can see a looming mountain that guards the end of the sea, dividing it into four pieces. That is the famous Red Clay Continent, the dividing line of the great shipping route. That mountain is the entrance to the great shipping route of the East China Sea, the upside-down mountain.

The sea in the Upside Down Mountain is not as calm as the East China Sea, but there are constant rapids. A straight current of water rushing upwards in the mountains stirs up the waves to fly, and it is estimated that ordinary boats will not be able to withstand the baptism of this wave, and the ship will be destroyed and people will die. Even if the ship is strong enough to withstand the current, without a clever navigator, the rocks are a barrier that they cannot cross. The Upside-Down Mountain, the entrance to the Great Voyage, intimidates groups of adventurous young people.

On the side of the Upside-Down Mountain, the sea is unusually calm, and there are almost no waves on the surface of the sea, and some are just fluctuations transmitted from the Upside Down Mountain to the past. But in this sea area, it is little by little eliminated into invisibility, and it will not be long before it becomes a member of the calm sea. It is known as the windless belt, and it is another place beyond the Upside Down Mountain that leads to the Great Passage. But it's a dead land.

As the name suggests, there is no wind in this area, and any ship powered by the wind will not be able to move an inch after entering. Moreover, the windless zone is the home of the super-giant sea kings, which is even more dangerous. The super-giant sea king is a species that is several times the size and strength of the general sea king. These sea kings are extremely sensitive, and they are naturally aggressive towards things that are not windless.

Historically, it has been rare to see a ship passing through the windless zone, except for the navy, but at the moment there is a huge paddle steamer sailing.

The boat was large, wide, almost oval. Looking at the appearance of the ship, it is obvious that the draft is very deep and the sailing is very stable. On each side of the ship, a paddle wheel with a diameter of 10 meters rotates, providing the power of the ship. The water discharged by the paddle wheel raised high waves behind the boat, startling the sea kings in the water, and they looked around, looking for uninvited guests, but they did not pay any attention to the ship that started the ship.

The ship was a huge five-masted galleon, and the sails were folded, and traces of ink could be seen on the folded sails, which seemed to be printed with the ship's logo. On the highest mast, a pirate flag hung low. Although it could not flutter without the wind, the ship swayed naturally as it moved, and the pattern on it could be faintly seen - the two swords crossed on the skeleton with wings on its back, the pirate flag of Crockdahl, and the icon of Baroque Walker.

Apparently, the ship was Crockdahl's ship, the "Tempest".

On the ship, pirate miscellaneous soldiers wearing Baroque Walker Work Company are busy in front and back, controlling the ship to move forward in the windless zone. On the deck, Robin, dressed in white, was leaning back on a chaise longue, comfortably reading a book, while some small snacks and cool juices were placed on a round table next to him.

In contrast to Robin's casualness, the equally sexy and beautiful Miss fingers are constantly urging billions and millions of elders to speed up their march. The facial features of the two fingers are very exquisite, the melon seed face, the pointed chin, the smart eyes, the charming eyes, and the bumpy figure, it is definitely the role of a boy killer. In addition, the exploding head, tight crop top black vest, black leather skirt, black mesh stockings under the skirt and black high-heeled boots undoubtedly added a wild temptation to her.

"Bora, the heart must be calmed down in order to better appreciate the rhythm of qi. Mr.1, like a Shaolin monk, stepped out of the cabin and admonished Miss. Strangely, he was holding a piece of iron in his hand that was taller than him, and it didn't look like an ordinary heavy. When he reached the deck, he sat cross-legged on the floor, and held the iron in front of him.

"Ah~ don't want it! You can experience the rhythm of your piece of iron. Bora squirmed towards Mr.1 and complained, "How can I calm down when the boss has given me a mission?

Frowning slightly, Daz said: "Hard cultivation is the persistence of my generation, and killers and the like have to be mentioned again." After speaking, he slowly closed his eyes and put his hands on the iron, as if he was really feeling something.

"Boring......" Bora pouted, twisting her slender waist as she walked towards a pirate who had stopped to catch her breath.

"Yo~ little brother, tired, how about resting?" Bora threw a wink, the other party who was confused was slightly dizzy, nodded stupidly, and then suddenly realized something, shook his head violently, and kept begging for mercy in his mouth.

"Hehe......" Pola laughed, and the two soft balls on her chest continued to tremble with her laughter, shaking out a beautiful ripple. With a flick of his finger, a black thorn instantly stretched out from the tip of his index finger and stabbed the pirate's throat. The spikes were not conical, but triangular with a slight inward depression, and blood flowed down the spikes and dripped to the ground.

"Dare to be lazy for the boss, damn it!" Bora's voice was still so soft, but it exuded an aura that made people chill to the bone. With a flick of his eyes, he glanced at the other pirates, and immediately made them desperately speed up their movements like machines refueled.