"Alright, it's game over."

The corner of Tang Shen's mouth smiled slightly, and the sharp armed sharp thorn in his hand pierced down directly.

"Wait, I said ......"

Burst!

MR3's fearful voice came to an abrupt halt, and the pitch-black armed spikes pierced his head in an instant, nailing him to the ground, white brains bursting out, and scarlet blood slowly flowing.

MR3 kept a frightened expression and opened his mouth slightly to say something, but unfortunately he had lost the opportunity.

"Ding~~~ Congratulations to the player Monchi D Roger, who killed the Devil Fruit ability, MR3, successfully absorbed the Devil Fruit ability, and obtained 1/2 of the Wax Fruit ability, which can be candleted on the right arm."

The voice of the player's system sounded in his head, and Tang Shen also clearly felt a mysterious power surging up along the sharp thorns and pouring into his arm, and his arm seemed to have undergone some changes.

Thoughts move slightly.

Suddenly, under the shocked gaze of Miss Lori Golden Zhou in the distance, Tang Shen's right arm slowly melted and turned into a huge sniper rifle! Similar to the Giant Sniper used in Gundam!

"There is no difference between the ability of the Devil Fruit and the user's level of development, what if you use this candle fruit to imitate a ranged weapon?"

Tang Shen raised his right arm with a terrifyingly heavy sniper rifle and aimed at it in the distance.

Boom –

There was a dull loud bang, and the strong recoil made Tang Shen retreat after being shaken, and the huge recoil from his arm made him feel a pain for a while.

In the distance, it was five or six kilometers away.

A house collapsed, shattered by a candle sniper shell!

Green smoke slowly wafted out of the barrel, like the smell of steel, but the violent friction heat made the barrel wear out slightly, after all, this is the ability of the candle to develop, and it is still very sensitive to heat.

The arm melted again and returned to its normal state, Tang Shen showed a satisfied smile, "Wax Wax Fruit, I really wronged you to stay in the hands of this guy." ”

After finishing speaking, he slowly pulled out the sharp thorns in MR3's head, and the sharp thorns disappeared one after another, the ossification effect of the thorn fruit is really good, at least it can make Tang Shen reach the bone spur state in the early stage of Jun Malu, which is very practical.

Solved MR3, but Crokdahl's location hasn't been asked yet, and of course, there's no need to worry because there's a little guy out there.

"Miss. Golden Week, tell me, where is MR0 or MR1?"

Smiled and walked in front of Miss. Golden Zhou, gently stroking her tender little face, Tang Shen smiled brightly.

But Miss. Golden Week is trembling for a while.,You can control this super color painting at such an age.,Miss.Golden Week is definitely a little ghost Lori.,At least in terms of IQ, it's very good.。

She looked at the fingers and MR3's corpse lying on the ground in the distance, her little face turned pale, she looked at Tang Shen in horror, her little body was stiff and she didn't dare to move, her expression was almost crying, but she finally gritted her teeth and spoke.

"I ...... I don't know the contact of the president of MR0, but ...... But I can contact MR2, and you may not know it clearly, the connection between our work club is from the bottom up, and we can't skip the level, that is...... I couldn't reach the president, and that's all I could do. ”

She didn't dare to be ambiguous, because MR3 was a lesson from the past, and if she didn't say it, I'm afraid this guy would have another way to find out the Baroque Workshop.

"You're smarter than MR3."

Tang Shen smiled and rubbed her little head, admittedly, if this little girl didn't want to say, Tang Shen planned to send her to the ship as a coolie, as for contacting the Baroque Workshop?

Just stay here, there is a problem with the intelligence base, I believe it won't be long before they will arrange people to come down, it's just more time-consuming, Tang Shen is not a very patient person.

……

……

Alabastan, the city of Myertan.

In a dimly lit tavern, a strange man in a short spherical skirt, ballet shoes, pink cloak, and swan wings on his back was drinking beautifully, and in front of him was a middle-aged man dressed as a bloated businessman.

"Mr. Feng, thank you so much, I want to ...... about this arms deal" He looked at the yin and yang man with flattery, rubbing his hands together.

"Don't worry, what the president promised you will naturally do, but you can't stop the dancing fans you gave you last time, understand? Let Alabastan continue to be dry! ”

The man named Mr. Feng snorted.

"Yes, yes, no problem!" The bloated businessman had a sycophantic look on his face.

Many of the rebels' weapons were supplied by the Baroque Workshops, which were secretly traded, including the three-year drought because the Baroque Workshops secretly ordered them to use dancing powder, and the two sides were in a delicate state of cooperation.

As for the people here? It's basically the same way, so there's no need to worry about information leakage.

Squeak –

The bar door was pushed open, and two figures appeared in front of the tavern.

The sudden arrival of the two made everyone stunned, because usually no one would come at this time, after all, this was the place where the Baroque workshop and the rebel army secretly traded, and only insiders knew.

Everyone's eyes looked over, and they were slightly relieved to see that it was Miss. Golden Week, but after finding Tang Shen standing next to him, everyone was stunned and looked dazed.

Miss.Isn't Golden Week's partner MR3?

MR2 Vonclay was also a little puzzled at this time, he beckoned to the Miss. Golden Zhou in the distance, whose expression was even more ugly than crying, and asked, "Hey! Golden Week, MR3 What about that guy? Are you planning to be lazy? Also, it has been said many times that you should not bring prisoners to such a place, if it is a worthless guy and kill it directly, it will be a waste of energy. ”

Golden Week, "......"

The little face was wrinkled, almost crying, and the baby was also helpless......

Looking at the shouting MR2 Feng Cray in front of him, Tang Shen gently patted Miss. Golden Zhou's back and hugged her, "Okay, don't be wronged, you see, it's not thanks to you that we can find Xiao Feng Feng so smoothly?" ”

Golden Week, "......"

Tears were already rolling in his eyes, betraying his teammates...... The baby really didn't mean it.

MR2 Vonkray's eyelids jumped wildly, and his heart suddenly became a little vigilant, because where is this Nima the prisoner of Miss. Golden Week? It feels a bit of a reversal.

"You? What are you? Actually running here, Golden Week, is this guy a newcomer? Why haven't I seen it? If you're a low-level person, you're not qualified to talk to me! Von Clay said strangely.

"Xiao Feng Feng...... He...... He's not from our work club. Miss. Golden Zhou said with a flat mouth.