"Since you were eight years old, twenty years of experience, have you been eaten by dogs? Even when facing me, even when facing pheasants, you have bravely launched an attack! Why do you lose even the desire to live in the face of a mere cp9 now?!"

The red gaze pierced into Robin's eyes, making the latter subconsciously choose to dodge. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The roar of info was lingering in her ears, but she suddenly couldn't hear what Crockdahl was saying, her mind seemed to drift away in an instant, and the bits and pieces of what she had experienced in the past flashed in front of her eyes like a marquee.

"Don't you want to avenge O'Hara's revenge? Have you abandoned your desire to interpret the text of history? Or are you ready to let Saron die without being able to see it? Or am I wrong from the beginning? hehe......"

As he spoke, Crockdahl suddenly chuckled disdainfully, and threw Robin away without hesitating the soft and flexible touch in his hand. Looking at the way she seemed to have lost all her strength and sat down on the ground, I couldn't help but sigh.

"I'm honestly disappointed that you're not the Nicole Robin I know anymore. Crockdahl shook his head, his voice full of embarrassment and sarcasm, "You know, you are like a dog......

"I've always thought of Nicole Robin as a strong guy, and I can't break her spirit in those twenty years of nightmarish life, and to be honest, I admire that. Crockdahl crouched down, his eyes level with Robin, "I don't even know how far I can do it in a different position, maybe I'll have collapsed a long time ago." ”

"It's just CP9, leave it to me. Crockdahl took a deep breath and gently rubbed his right hand on Robin's head, "Without my orders, you will always be a spy of Baroque Walker." ”

"Without my orders, you don't have the right to commit suicide. Crockdahl's tone was categorical, "Oh yes, I have to correct you a little bit, your organization, Baroque Walker, has never been destroyed......"

"Huh......" seemed to be shocked by Crockdahl's words, and the air froze instantly. And the sound of Crockdahl's departure seemed to be the only sound in the world.

……

The words are still in my ears.

Even though there was no longer the tall man in front of him, his voice seemed to still echo in this space.

Robin lay on his back a little dazed, perhaps because of the coming tsunami, the sky had become gloomy, and although it was not dark, it was impossible to see a ray of sunlight. The air was filled with dampness, and the air pressure was excessively low.

I don't know if it's psychological depression, or if it's really related to air pressure, Robin feels a little difficult to breathe.

"Woooooooooo......oo Whining...... Woo wow wow ......" With his hands on his face, Robin cried uncontrollably. She couldn't say why she was crying, but the weakest part of her heart seemed to be stabbed, and she just wanted to cry.

The crying voice was dumb, even though he was already emotionally broken, but he tried to suppress his crying. Even if it made her voice hoarse, it was Robin.

A man who is always strong alone, Nicole Robin.

Crockdahl left Robin and headed towards the mayor's mansion where the iceberg was.

His anger gradually subsided as he progressed, and the burning anger seemed to be blown out in the moist and cool sea breeze.

He didn't know why he was suddenly angry, why he said those words, it seemed that just seeing Robin's depressed appearance, something seemed to be stuck in his throat. Even, after the angry scolding, he actually had a trace of guilt, and there was a feeling that he didn't know how to face Robin again.

Of course, he left because of what he said, to deal with the threat of CP9, on the other hand, it was not a kind of escape? For the feeling that suddenly made him irritable, to be honest, he was afraid.

Successfully reached the mayor's palace where the iceberg was located, and the boatmen patrolling along the road could not hinder him in the slightest. With his strength, he easily sneaked in, and then found an unmanned guest room to rest.

He needs to seize the last moment to think about his plans and adjust his form. Although his body is fine, his spirit is a little unstable.

All of this will end tonight.

Whether it's Hades drawings or Nicole Robin, he won't give up.

……

As the night fell, the islanders took refuge in the basement of the dockyard as Hurricane Akula Ragnar was approaching. It's like a bomb shelter, it's no problem to stay for a few days, and in a few days, the tsunami should recede. At the same time, outside the mayor's mansion behind the dock, groups of boatmen gathered. It seems that because they are afraid that Luffy will attack the iceberg again, they organize themselves and take on the job of security guards.

Merely......

"Queue up, there must be no gaps!" shouted a man who appeared to be a leader, holding a large wooden stick.

"Oh!" the rest of the boatmen responded.

"Not a single mouse will be spared!" shouted the leader again.

"Oh!

“……”

In addition to the shipwrights who patrolled the periphery, the five foremen, who were the strongest fighters in the shipyard, also came here to guard, and they were sitting on the stools outside the door of the iceberg room in a row. The same posture of wrapping his hands around his chest and cocking Erlang's legs looks quite imposing from a distance.

This night is destined not to be peaceful.

……

In the ward, the iceberg that has passed the dangerous period is gradually waking up. Although his body is very weak, he is in good spirits. Leaning on the pillows, Bingshan sat on the bed with a slight lean, his eyes looking a little blankly ahead, obviously distracted. Next to the bed were several intravenous bottles picked up from a shelf, and his right hand with the needle was placed in front of him.

"Ah, I can't rest even if I'm injured. Because the iceberg couldn't move with his right hand, he had no choice but to dig his nostril with his unaccustomed left hand, and then bounced off, muttering to himself, "These people are really energetic......!

"Ah~~~ so sleepy......" Bingshan covered his mouth with one hand, stretched out his hand upward, yawned loudly, and then showed a sleepy expression, and the bags under his eyes and dark circles appeared instantly.

"Oh!" echoed his yawn, and Tensuke's roar rang out the window.

After a while, as if thinking of something, the iceberg let out a long breath.

"Kalifa!" the iceberg cried softly. It's not loud, but it's loud enough to be heard by those who are nervous and waiting to be called.

"Smack!" Rather flustered, he pushed the door in, and Carifa, who was still dressed in a secretary's uniform, walked over quickly. Looking at her appearance, it is obvious that she has not rested for a long time, her face is gloomy, her hair is a little messy, and she has lost her usual capable demeanor.

"Mr. Iceberg, what do you command. Leaning down, Kalifa asked softly.

"Hmm......" Iceberg opened his mouth, looking at Kalifa's eyes with three parts tiredness, three parts pain, three parts tenderness, but he didn't know where to start.

"Mr. Iceberg?" Califa called out again when he saw that Iceberg was about to stop talking.

"Ah...... Well, I'm so sorry that I've tired you of my business......" Iceberg sighed inwardly, knowing Kalifa's intentions, but there were some things that he really couldn't say.

"This ...... This is as it should be...... No, there's no need to say thank you......" Kalifa's cheeks suddenly flew away, and he actually twisted a little as he spoke, just like a young girl.

"As long as it's ...... Mr. Iceberg's words...... You can ...... whatever you want" The voice became thinner and thinner, as thin as a mosquito and a fly.

"Ahh......h

"I heard that the Straw Hat Boy and that bastard of Frankie were caught by you, right?"

"Well, yes, currently in the utility room. Carifa nodded in response, and when it came to business, she also returned to her usual seriousness, "Mr. Iceberg, you were too tolerant of people like Frankie in the past. ”

Indeed, during the period of the iceberg accident, whether it was the mayor's office or the shipbuilding company, everyone's spirit was extremely nervous, and it can even be said that it was sensitive.

And at this time, the troublemakers will naturally be hit by their desperate blows. In particular, the two who made trouble were Frankie, the biggest tumor in the City of Seven Waters, and Luffy the Straw Hat, who was identified as an accomplice of Nicole Robin, who murdered the iceberg. Not killing on the spot is already tolerant and generous.

"Kalifa, I'd like to meet the two of them and bring them here. After contemplating for a moment, Iceberg suddenly said to Kalifa.

……

While Crockdahl was recuperating and waiting for a good opportunity, all the forces in the Seven Waters Capital were also acting according to the trajectory planned by fate.

The tsunami was approaching, and the night wind was cold to the bone, and the shipbuilders were strong and strong, and they still had to shiver when they were blown by the wind with the unique smell of the sea.

The mayor's mansion, starting from dock No. 1, the boatmen spontaneously began to patrol and guard. Especially inside the mansion, the guards are even more powerful, and a team of boatmen shouting trumpets are going back and forth in the courtyard.

Whoever knows that if an attack is unsuccessful, the thieves will surely come again tonight. And this has also been confirmed by the iceberg, and the attackers themselves said that they would come back the next day.

As for why the bandits are so arrogant, they can't guess if they don't say anything. All that can be done is to be vigilant against any possible attack.

The patrol team is very large, and as a specialty of the Seven Waters Capital, these shipwrights are no weaker than the elite of the navy, and although their combat skills may be a little inferior, their strength and other qualities are far superior to those privates. After all, they are people who deal with wood and heavy objects every day, and they are extremely confident in their physical fitness.

The last line of defense, that is, waiting outside the iceberg ward, are the five foremen of the shipbuilding company.

To be able to become foremen, in addition to the skills of shipbuilding that surpass those of ordinary shipwrights, these people's combat effectiveness has reached the level of crushing. With their inseparable protection, the ward where the iceberg is located can be described as stable as Mount Tai. Unless there are ghosts in these foremen, they can't pose any threat to the iceberg.

The night was not destined to be peaceful.