Of course, Smoker knows domineering, and he is also a general trained in Zefa's hands, so he is of course very familiar with domineering, which can be said to be a bad street trick in the Navy Headquarters.

But he himself is not good at domineering, and Smoker, who has a natural Devil Fruit, will naturally focus more on the development of the fruit's ability, no one will think that there is anything wrong with this, and it is not a stupid act to have a more obvious advantage and not to take advantage of it?

Therefore, Smoker's domineering cultivation is not very good, almost nothing, and it is obviously his fruit ability that is better used than domineering.

So, he's in a predicament now.

"Smoke Fruit?"

The maid smiled, "It seems that I am restraining you!" ”

The smoke does not have a direct lethality similar to magma flames, and some are only the ability to restrain it, so the maid can touch the smoke of Smoker at will without worrying about injury, and the maid who can be turned into a weapon everywhere in her body can naturally easily cause damage to Smoke-turning Smoker after using domineering, just like the maid herself said, she is really very restrained Smoke.

"Colonel Smoker!!"

Seeing that the invincible Smoker was injured, the naval soldiers who followed behind all looked like they were collapsing, and they didn't know that the power called domineering could hurt the invincible natural ability.

"Don't come here!"

Smoker shouted, "The enemy is not something you can deal with! ”

"Oily ground!"

The chef's voice came just right, and the two hands sprayed some turbid lubricating oil like high-pressure water guns, and rushed directly into the body of the naval soldier.

"Uh-huh, ahhhh!!h

The screams came and went, and the navy soldiers fell to the ground in an instant, even the Dusty was no exception, but fortunately, the cook was merciful, otherwise, the impact of the oil alone would be enough for these guys to drink a pot.

"Everyone, please be quiet!"

The cook turned to the sailors who were struggling on the slippery ground, and said, "It's better not to disturb their fighting!" ”

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In some dimly lit bars, there was not a single customer, only an aging proprietor standing behind the bar quietly wiping his glasses, and the dim light fell on the old man's body, and it could be seen that the old man was smiling.

"Smack!"

The door to the bar was gently pushed open, and a man walked in.

"Welcome, guest,"

The boss smiled and said, "What do you want to do?" ”

The visitor walked into the bar but did not speak, his eyes looked around, and he seemed to be very curious.

"Guest?"

The boss was a little surprised, what does this mean? Did you come here for sightseeing?

"Is this the bar?"

Someone asked.

"yes, this is the bar?"

The owner was a little clear, "It's the first time the guest has come to the bar, right?" ”

"What's the matter with you?"

The visitor sat down at the bar and spoke in a very impulsive tone.

"Haha,"

The boss didn't care, smiled, poured a glass of beer and put it in front of the visitor, and smiled, "Since the guest is the first time to the bar, then this glass of wine should be treated to you by me!" ”

“……”

"Poof!!"

The visitor took a big sip of the wine glass, and then immediately squirted out, "Do you actually use such a thing to entertain this god?" ”

The person who came was none other than the former god of the Sky Island, the passenger on the Platinum Drager, Anilu, the man looked annoyed, "Do you want to die?" ”

"Hahaha!"

The boss not only did not mean to be scared, but laughed and kept banging on the counter, obviously very happy: "Haven't the guests ever drunk?" ”

Anilu felt insulted, "Are you looking down on this god?" ”

"Hey, hey, don't be angry! Guest! ”

The boss smiled and waved his hand, "I'm already an old man, but I can't stand the toss of a young man like you." ”

"Hmph,"

Anilu snorted coldly, "Old man, thank the gods for their mercy!" ”

"Hahaha, thanks then! Guest, no, God! ”

The boss smiled and put a glass of wine in front of Anilu, "Then Lord God will try this!" Fruit wine, maybe it will suit your taste! ”

"You'd better stop fooling God, God's patience is limited!"

Anilu took the fruit wine from the boss's hand, and he wanted to drink it at the name of the fruit wine, and the man Anilu was unexpectedly fond of fruit, and his habits were much better than that of a certain tooth decay captain.

"Meet ???!!!"

Taking the first sip, Anilu's eyes widened suddenly, a taste that had never been seen before on Sky Island.

"Goo dong goo goo knock!!"

A glass of wine quickly bottomed out.

Anilu licked his lips unsatisfactorily, and the boss smiled and poured another glass of wine in front of him.

"Huh?"

Anilu said in some surprise, "What? Are you trying to please the gods? ”

"Please? Maybe it really is! ”

The boss was a very heroic man, and laughed, "After all, there are very few people here anymore!" I couldn't find someone to talk to. ”

"Humph!"

Anilu snorted coldly and took the wine from the boss's hand.

"The guest is a pirate, right?"

The boss asked, his tone was categorically confident.

"It's not,"

Anilu poured a large glass of wine into his stomach neatly, looked at the cup in his hand with a strange look in his eyes, and then replied, "This god has always been just a god!" ”

"Hahahaha!"

The boss laughed, "Have you lost your eyes?" It's a shame, but the guests really look like pirates! ”

"Humph!"

Anilu snorted coldly.

"Bang!"

A large glass of wine was placed in front of Anilu, not the fruit wine he drank just now, but the wine poured to him by the boss before, "Guest, try this!" It tastes better! ”

"Well, the guest is not a pirate!"

The boss babbled, "But no matter how you look at it, the guest should be a pirate!" ”

"Huo!"

Anilu eagerly looked at the glass of wine that was not low in strength, and said with interest when he heard the boss's words, "Why do you know pirates very well, old man?" ”

"Eh, of course,"

The old man replied, "Of course, I've been running a bar here for decades, and there are a lot of pirates, and you're a real pirate!" ”

"Really? Is that why you invited me to drink for this reason? ”

Anilu raised his glass.

"Hahaha, isn't it a matter of course to give a glass of wine to the men who roam the sea?"

The old man smiled like a withered chrysanthemum.

"Yahhahahaha!"

Anilu laughed, noncommittal.

"Gore D. Roger,"

Anilu said, "Old man, do you know this man? ”

"Gore D. Roger,"

The old man took off the hat on his head, revealing the top of his head, which had few hairs, "What a name I haven't seen in a long time!" ”