Robin laughed for a long time and cried for a long time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The full chest continued to rise and fall, and the alternating changes of emotions made Robin a little panting, and a few crystal teardrops were squeezed out of the corners of his eyes. The teardrops were mixed with the tears that had not dried up before, but they were magically distinct, one was joy and the other was sadness.

Her skin is not as pale as Nami's, and her days at sea since she was 8 years old have made her skin look duller and closer to a healthy wheat color. If you look closely, you can still see some small scars, and it is obvious that her experience at sea for so many years is not just ordinary wandering.

At this time, because the joy prevailed, although she was tired, she was radiant from the inside out.

It is the unique brilliance of rediscovering the meaning of life.

After the joy passed, as soon as the tense spirit was relieved, Robin immediately felt a top-heavy dizziness.

The sky was spinning, and everything seemed to be shaking. Gently close your eyes, wait a few moments, and then open them again, and everything in front of you will be back to normal. Those shaking phantoms are also united again.

Everything is still so familiar and unfamiliar, including the face that is not handsome, but can give people a sense of reassurance. And then she was truly convinced that everything that happened was no longer a dream.

Constant betrayal, constant escape, childhood memories always haunt Robin's heart. She has lived like this for a long time...... For a long time......

And just when she felt that she had nowhere to go and was about to leave like this, such a group of people appeared.

With sunshine and a smile, it is like a home for her, the family she has always dreamed of.

"I won't betray again, I won't linger anymore, I won't run away......" Robin said in his heart like a vow, "I've waited, my cherished companion ......"

Raising his head and facing Crockdahl with a smile on his face, Robin also smiled from the bottom of his heart.

"Get up, Robin, I'll take you home at once!" Crokdahl smiled, and he didn't do anything superfluous, such as reaching out and pulling a handful. Even if she is lonely, Robin has her own pride.

"Hmm. Nodding slightly, Robin struggled to his feet. The exhaustion of her soul and the effect of Hailou Stone made her forehead sweat even if she made such a little movement.

But......

"That's right, Lord Crokdal, the Demon Slayer Order has been activated!" Robin suddenly shouted, and after regaining hope of life, he naturally thought of the most imminent crisis at this time.

"It's just started, but I don't know when it's coming, so let's run quickly!"

Robin's speech was extremely fast, and his words were full of panic. The Demon Slayer Order is a nightmare that lingers in her heart.

"Demon Slayer Order?" I see......" Crockdahl nodded slightly, all in thought, "then...... Let's send you and Luffy to join them first. ”

With that, Crockdahl didn't wait for Robin's reaction, so he rolled her up with sand and threw her out of the tower. Outside the tower, a streak of sand appeared out of thin air, like a slide, sending Robin to the opposite wall.

The sand can be thick and fine, each grain of coarse sand can be like a knife edge, and the fine sand will be as smooth as water.

Although Luffy's group and three CP9 members such as Kalifa were fighting fiercely at this time, there were still non-combatants like Nami and Weiwei who were cheerleaders on the city wall.

"It's your turn next, Spendham!" Turning his head to look at Spendam again, the gentle look on Crockdahl's face suddenly disappeared.

"Is it with you?, the key to the handcuffs?" Crockdahl held out his hand, "If you hand it over, I can choose to spare your life." ”

"Help...... Save ......," Spandam trembled and began to grope around his body, "the key...... Key...... Key ......"

"Oh no," exclaimed, and when Spandam looked up again, his face was already full of horror and paleness, "the key...... The keys were taken by Rob Lucci and they took them......"

"Oh, yes, then you're useless......" Crockdahl pouted, not loud enough for Spandam to hear.

And Spendham's reaction, naturally, was just as Crockdahl had expected, yelling in horror and begging desperately for mercy: "No...... No...... Spare your life! Miss Crockdahl!

He shouted as he kowtowed.

"If you want me to spare you, then you need to prove your worth. At least I'll choose to let you go until I've paid enough ransom, right?" said Crockdahl laughed.

"Ransom...... Ransom ......" looked around in a panic, Spandam had completely lost his sense of proportion at this time, and his mind was spinning like never before, thinking about everything he had and what was valuable.

"Ahh......h

"Horse ...... Immediately!Deliver it immediately!!" Spendam cried out in ecstasy and rushed back to his office. Because the purpose of Crockdahl was only Nicole Robin, he only brought Robin to the top of the tower, and Frankie was firmly bound and thrown in the council hall, where the sailors were closely guarded.

In addition, with Frankie, there are also packaged materials related to CP9, and the cultivation method of the Navy Six.

These were actually preparations for him to leave Lucci and the others to fight after showing off his might to Crockdahl, and go directly to the gate of justice himself. At this time, these preparations became the reliance on which he relied to save his life, and he couldn't help but be deeply impressed by his original wit......

Sure enough, as Spandam said, his "ransom" was delivered quickly. Several sailors carried Frankie, who was wrapped in chains and struggled and writhing, and followed Spandam back to the top of the tower. Probably frightened, he didn't play any tricks, and he didn't want to run away on a whim.

At this time, Frankie's appearance is quite interesting, and he doesn't know how, the joints of his limbs are all folded backwards in a way that violates the physiology of the human body, and he is bound around his body by iron chains, and his head seems to be retracted into his stomach, leaking only a pair of sunglassed eyes.

If it weren't for being a transformed person, a normal person would definitely not have the strength to struggle even if he didn't die. Like now, Frankie is not just struggling, but also shouting. It's just that the mouth is blocked in the body, and all that can be made is babbling.

Spendam handed a small cloth bag to Crockdahl with a flattering face, obviously pale with fright, but he was still able to show the standard smile of a dog's leg, I have to say that this can also be regarded as a talent.

In the cloth bag, I think it's the information of CP9 and the cultivation method of the Navy Six, right?

The CP9 profile is good enough to say that Crockdahl is not very interested. His main goal was actually the cultivation method of the Navy Six Styles.

As a unique martial art of the navy, although it is only a basic skill, it has unlimited potential for development. The power of the various six-style derivative skills is enough for him to stand at the top of his fighting skills.

In addition, the Six Styles are not the same as Fishman Karate, which is more about the application of physical strength, while the Six Styles are more about the development of physical fitness. In terms of effect, these two martial arts can be said to be equal, and they are both the top existences in melee combat.

The cloth bag is not very large, and it can hold a book at most. Strange as this is, Crockdahl doesn't believe that Spendham, a scared fellow, dares to cheat. Either because of Spandham's ability, he couldn't reach anything too deep, or the cloth bag contained some kind of medium to store information.

It's like the Navy Type 6, although it seems that the Type 6 is very popular, many navies will use it, and the vice admiral and above are all proficient, but in fact, the Navy has an extremely strict degree of confidentiality for the information of the Type 6, if it were not for the world government to improve the combat effectiveness of CP9, it would be impossible for Spandam to get this valuable information.

As far as Crockdahl knew, the world's tech tree was a mess. There are not only stone tools such as slash-and-axe and chiseled stone tools, but also war weapons that are ahead of the times such as pacifists. Computers and the like are not uncommon in the Great Voyage, and the medium through which information is stored is correspondingly diverse.

Just as Crockdahl had just taken the cloth bag and was about to check it, a mutation suddenly appeared. At their feet, a red figure suddenly flickered eerily from the floor. In an instant, the figure swept to Frankie's side, and with a few clanging sounds, the iron ropes that bound Frankie were cut one after another.

Even Crockdahl didn't see it clearly, and the figure had already grabbed the inhuman-shaped Frankie and disappeared on the terrace. That red figure is none other than the bounty hunter, Delkule.

There is no doubt that Delkuler is fast. Even with his dynamic vision, he could only see the phantom of those arms when the chains were cut.

But no matter how fast it was, it wasn't so fast that Crockdahl couldn't accept it. With all his might, he was able to barely keep up. What really surprised Krokdahl was the strangeness of Delkuller's appearance and disappearance. Even if there was a domineering warning, until Delculler succeeded, Crockdahl still didn't find any trace of the other party.

The best killer is nothing more than that, right?

……

"Well~~~ The task is complete, and Lord Ben will go first! Demon slaying order or something, it's really a disappointment......"

With a haughty tone, a clear and seductive voice, and a single-tailed pseudo-female bounty hunter Delkule, once again abruptly appeared on the city wall. It looks like a slender arm, but it seems to have the strength of a thousand pounds. With just a few fingers, Frankie picked up Frankie, turned and jumped off the wall, and in a few ups and downs he was gone.

ps: Make up for yesterday, Monday was too busy to take care of