Smal was lying on the spacious sofa, the wounds on his body had been bandaged by the doctor arranged by Gong Ping, although the wounds were still faintly painful, he could clearly feel that his strength had been greatly improved in the battle just now.

The only thing that gave him some headache was that because of his own negligence, Bowworth was imprisoned in the riddle room by Yogma the Riddler.

In his opinion, although Bauvo was originally an insignificant pawn for him, he even had the intention of giving up at the beginning. But after all, because he had implanted the Heart of the Earth's Core into Bowo's body, such a valuable investment, if it ended like this, would still make him feel somewhat regretful.

Because of this, Bowo's distress still made him feel a little embarrassed.

However, Smaer was very sure that Yogma and his two bosses were businessmen, and with the mind of a businessman, it was absolutely impossible to make a loss-making deal no matter what, and Bowaux was more valuable to live no matter how he looked at it.

As long as he hasn't shown himself, Bower is safe.

Smail wasn't worried about this, he just wanted to find an absolutely safe place for the time being, and then recuperate here, of course, it would be better if he could cultivate.

After thinking about it, it is still the most suitable choice for this palace to live.

Smael knows very well that although Gong Ping is a person with the ability to achieve the fruit of justice, there is no so-called justice, and this kind of person who adheres to his so-called principles is often a type of person with very strong self-esteem, and their paranoia about strength and victory has long been far beyond anyone else. Especially after Gong Ping experienced a painful defeat last time, he must still want to defeat himself openly and honestly in his bones.

When Smael appeared in front of Gong Ping again, the difference in strength between the two had already been decided, and Gong Ping naturally couldn't fail to realize this, so there was no way to deal with it, he also wanted to improve his strength, or think of a way to defeat Smer openly.

In this way, Smal is in a relatively safe state for the time being.

Smaël had already eaten his heart, and was now holding the freshly brewed coffee, thinking about what to do next. Now that he has offended the three forces of Watertown at the same time, even this guy who temporarily helped him can be called his enemy. Even if you are safe for the time being, it will not be easy to get out of Watertown alive.

What's more, Smaer didn't plan to run away, if it was really just an escape, he could choose to run away with his second brother Hods, but since he had already said that he would stay and solve the trouble, he naturally wouldn't stop so easily.

It's just that he thinks that the best way to solve the problem is to create a bigger problem.

And this bigger trouble is certainly not just to take revenge on the monks.

Just as Smail was thinking about it, there were footsteps in the basement again, judging from the sound, it should be a huge guy, and behind the big guy was Gong Ping, who was strolling leisurely.

The two entered the palatial hall, and Smael, still lazily lying on the sofa, glanced at the big man, and said disdainfully:

"He's the one you picked?"

Gong Ping nodded.

Smal was not satisfied, shook his head and said:

"I want to fight you, this guy, vulnerable."

The big hair let out a muffled grunt, which was not loud, but it seemed like a ferocious beast about to go berserk was accumulating power, which made people feel a little creepy. Smaer glanced at him again, and only then did he perceive through his faint knowledge and domineering perception that the strength of the other party really should not be underestimated, and in terms of physical combat power alone, it was not inferior to Jason and Tianci.

This big man was wearing a denim vest and simple sheepskin shorts, and he had a strange collar around his neck, because his neck was supposed to be thick, so the collar was firmly stuck, and the flesh even turned outward, forming a ravine-like fold, which made him breathless, and he kept choking and making strange muffled grunts. The large man had dark skin, and the exposed parts were covered in shocking scars, which contrasted strongly with his heavy body hair.

"Don't underestimate him!" Gong Ping said.

"I never underestimate anyone, but he's not qualified enough." Smal Dow.

Gong Ping sank like water, and it seemed that he had already guessed that Smail would react like this, he coughed lightly, and said slowly: "He was originally a lieutenant colonel, but later he was punished for contradicting Admiral Zefa, and was demoted and transferred to the East China Sea. As a result, he was unruly during a ceremony to meet the Draconians, was put on a collar, and became a slave mount of the Draconians. Later, he fled here on his own and was taken in by me. Although his current state is a bit painful, his strength is much stronger than you think......"

Smail clenched his fists, stood up lazily, tilted his head to look at the big fellow, and asked:

"I'm not interested in his story, but listening to you, it seems that if this collar is removed, he will be even more powerful?"

Gong Ping nodded, and said:

"Of course, if you have the ability, then I have to thank you for him!"

Smail looked at Gong Ping with a smile and muttered:

"Okay, let's try it first! If he is qualified, I will help him! ”

Seeing that Smael agreed, Miyahei led the two to a dueling arena in the deepest part of the basement.

The site resembles a simple sand field, surrounded by towering boulders, each exuding a strong force, and although it is not known what these stones are, it always makes Smail feel an indescribable sense of oppression.

Entering the battlefield, there are four weapon racks of large and small arranged around, and on this weapon rack are filled with all kinds of cold weapons, including many Hailou stone weapons.

"This is my usual training venue, I'll leave it to you now, if you want to use a weapon, please do it yourself!" Gong Ping pointed to the weapon racks around him, and his voice was flat.

Smael nodded, and strode into the battlefield, and the big man walked in with him.

"Hehehe...... Navy? Then I won't show mercy! ”

Smeltsonson laughed.

The big man didn't speak, his eyes were already filled with indescribable killing intent, Smail's evil attraction had been turned off by him, otherwise it would be easy to control this big man without the ability of the Devil Fruit, but in order to improve his strength and actual combat ability, of course Smail would not do this.

As soon as the two entered the battlefield, the other party immediately couldn't wait to attack.

Smaer was still a little careless about the enemy, although he had already guessed that the other party would be the first to attack, but he still didn't expect the other party's attack to be so sudden, and the whole person was like a spring on his feet and shot into the air.

"Arashito: Chaos!"

I saw the enemy roar angrily, and then his legs danced, and one after another terrifying blades poked straight down, attacking Smail.

Smal's eyes widened, he could confirm that the other party was indeed worthy of the strength of the lieutenant colonel of the navy, and he had mastered the moon step and the moon foot in the navy six styles.

Smael's smile is even bigger, it seems that this big guy is really worth fighting!