"Tut-tut, it seems that these careerists have not stopped."

It was a sunny day, and this kind of weather was very rare on the great voyage, so Smoker took the little Rada to sit on the chaise longue and bask in the sun, holding in his hand a 'World Economic Newspaper' that the soldier had just handed to him.

The photo of Doflamingo in the newspaper made him feel a sense of urgency, and I don't know where this feeling came from, that is, he felt that the world situation had entered a high-speed channel, and he could not slow down.

Drake's kid is no longer his lieutenant, he was transferred to the First Division of the South China Sea a few months ago, although this directly led to a great loss of fleet strength, but he does not regret it.

"Hey, it's because my strength is not strong enough."

Smoker folded the newspaper and placed it on the small table beside him, took out two cigars and stuffed them into his mouth and smoked.

Before and Boya. Hancock's battle, although it seemed that he had a slight upper hand, was in fact the one who was in danger.

Seriously, if he hadn't chosen to spare the lives of those suffocating female warriors at that time, his fleet would probably have suffered heavy casualties or even annihilation.

After all, no matter how strong Drake is, he can't beat dozens of opponents with domineering power, he just relied on the rough skin and thick flesh of his ancient tyrannosaurus fruit for a while.

Even so, he suffered a lot of injuries at the time.

"Boya. Han Cook should be the weakest of the Seven Martial Seas now, but if the comparative forces can be ranked in the top three, hundreds or even more of them have a domineering army, there is nothing wrong with calling it terror. ”

Even if it's one-on-one, Smoker doesn't think he will be able to beat Boya. Hancock, but it should still be possible to do it.

"That's right!"

Smoker patted his head, looked at the little Lada who was sitting next to him and smoked, and smiled: "Aren't you a person who steals fruit abilities?" The next time you meet an opponent, try to see if you can steal his or her clothes! There shouldn't be many people who can stay calm naked, right? ”

"Hahaha"

Little Lada glanced at him disdainfully, and continued to smoke his cigar without responding.

"Okay, okay, I'm joking, how can such a shameless thing be?"

But in his heart, he secretly said: "Is it really not?" ”

"Hey, if only my ability were a thunder fruit, wouldn't it be up to me to wave it when the time comes? Or like other time-travelers, you can have the ability to have several Devil Fruits."

Smoker's mind diverged again.

He remembered that he had read a pirate fandom in his previous life.... Oh, by the way, it's called the Pirate Pai King, and the protagonist there is really the envy of him, and he can actually master the power of five Devil Fruits!

"If I have the ability, why be so cautious?"

Smoker sighed, but quickly threw out these meaningless thoughts, and began to plan the next things, although he changed a lot of things, but there were some things that he had not interfered with before.

"What's going to happen lately.... That's right, Tiger! ”

Smoker remembered that it seemed that the Sun Pirates were broken up by the Yellow Ape General this year, but this matter has nothing to do with him, and there is no room for maneuver.

Just as Smoker continued to meditate, a Navy soldier who was guarding nearby suddenly reported, "Rear Admiral Smoker, there are two pirate ships ahead!" ”

"Do you need to ask? Sink directly. ”

Smoker didn't even raise his head and replied casually, but the navy was a little hesitant, because he saw the pirate ship's flag clearly.

"But... But they seem to be the ships of the Don Quixote. ”

"Huh?"

Hearing this, although Smoker still did not take any action, he quietly sensed the past and found that it was really the ship of the Don Quixote family. And one of the ships was filled with voices of despair, sorrow and other negative emotions.

"Slave ship....."

Smoker thought for a moment and stood up and ordered, "Sink the ship at the front, be careful not to spread to the one behind." ”

"Rear Admiral Smoker, they are Don Quixote's ship, Doffron...."The navy was just about to persuade, but was directly interrupted by Smoker: "There are no Don Quixote ships here, only two ordinary pirate ships!" ”

"Execute the order."

"Uh... Be!! The Navy had no choice but to agree.

But just as he was about to carry out the order, a dazzling green light suddenly burst out from a distance, and when he subconsciously turned his head to look over, the pirate ship in front of him was cut by a huge and sharp blade, and it was broken from the middle.

"That's it!"

Smoker's eyes shrank, and he saw a small single boat burning with two green flame candles in the distance, slowly approaching with the waves, carrying a man he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Jorakol. Mihawk! ”

"Oh? It's you.... Smoker: yes. ”

Mihawk looked up at Smoker, and after a moment finally remembered him, "You've gotten stronger." ”

"What is strong or not strong in front of you."

Smoker smiled helplessly, "But why are you doing it to them? ”

"Them?"

Mihawk glanced at the messy scene in the distance: "It's so boring, I just happened to have a target, and I slashed it casually." ”

"Huh"

Smoker secretly scolded the duplicitous guy, if he was really bored, why only cut the ship without slaves?

"Wait, we'll have a drink later."

At this time, he found another intact pirate ship, and was about to escape from here, and then quickly smoked and sprayed his legs, and the distance was almost over, and he directly punched out without saying a word.

"White Snake!"

In an instant, a huge white snake of smoke directly smashed the pirate ship, but under Smoker's superb manipulation, none of the imprisoned slaves inside were injured and fell into the sea.

The white smoke, which looked like a menacing force, turned into a round hood of smoke the moment it touched the slaves, and gently held them in the air, like bubbles on the Chambord Islands.

As for the pirates, they were directly crushed by the smoke poured into their bodies, and by the time they fell into the sea, they had already become lifeless corpses.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

When Smoker returned to the deck with dozens of bubbles, Mihawk was already standing on the wide deck, surrounded by many naval soldiers, looking nervously alert.

"Alright, don't be a spectator, hurry up and ask the chefs to prepare wine and food!"

Smoker waved them away, then looked at Mihawk and smiled, "I didn't expect you to really want to drink with me." ”

"It just so happens that my wine is gone."

Mihawk naturally replied casually: "The opponent you recommended to me before is good, is there anything else?" ”

"Hahahaha, it turned out to be for this, of course there is!"

Smoker suddenly realized, and then smiled: "We'll talk about this while drinking later, and I'll untie the bomb collar around their necks first." ”

After speaking, a puff of white smoke was released from the palm of his hand, causing them to float into the key hole, and then condensed into a matching white key, and the next second the key turned slightly, and with a click, all the collars were opened at the same time.

At this moment, all the slaves were ecstatic, they never expected life to be so exciting, and they knelt down to thank Smoker for saving his life.

"Oh? Interesting abilities....." Mihawk looked at this scene and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.