New World, Dressrosa.

The day's hustle and bustle gradually dissipated, the circus was quiet again, and everyone gradually got used to their current identity, and they were more comfortable in disguise.

Before he knew it, Drake seemed to be used to these days......

Well, probably.

The loveless salted fish look provided him with a good cover, and even if the cadres of the Don Quixote family came to inquire about the situation several times, they could only come up with the same answer.

This is a tyrannosaurus rex that was salted because it was caught and used as an exhibit......

Today didn't look much different than before, but the fire in Drake's heart suddenly burned.

That is to say...... We went to such great lengths to turn out that Doflamingo wasn't in Dressrosa at all?! ”

Looking at Drake, who was blackened, Perona's eyes rolled and slowly walked into the wall...... Then, Drake grabbed the clothes on his body and threw them into the sky, allowing the lights to scatter in every corner of his body without gaps.

"So, my shameless performance is actually in vain, bastard!!"

"Ah!! Perverted! ”

"Calm down, Boss Drake!"

"Clothes! Clothes! Put your clothes on! ”

"Eyes! My eyes!! ”

After a while, Drake put on his suit again, sat on the sofa and folded his hands: "Damn! After wasting so much time, it turned out to be useless! ”

Thinking that he could only tell Loya this answer when he went back, Drake's face darkened for a while.

He could already predict his fate...... It will definitely be hyped up! Maybe even in the newspapers! Stripping naked as a tyrannosaurus rex and being exhibited!

In the future, everyone on the sea will know that he is a shameless exhibitionist and a pervert!

"Look at Drake, no one wants these things......" Perona cautiously swirled beside him, "Would you like to drink some hot cocoa, there's brioche bread in the oven......"

"Who is in the mood to eat now, Yaga! Look what a bad idea you have! ”

"Woo woo, you murder me......"

"Calm down, Boss Drake!"

"Don't take off your clothes!"

Just as the chickens and dogs jumped up again in the tent, one of the subordinates pulled open the tent and ran in breathlessly.

"Oh no, Boss Drake, the cadre of the Don Quixote Pirates who came last time is here again! She also named and said she was looking for you! ”

"What did you say?!"

Hearing the news, Drake grabbed the weapon beside him, gritted his teeth, and said, "I thought it was okay after three days, but it was still exposed?!" ”

"Prepare for battle, we may have been exposed!"

......

"Please wait, we'll go and inform Boss Drake right away......"

A clown dressed up thickened and saluted the woman on the sofa very politely, then opened the tent and walked out slowly.

Violet knew very well what he was planning to do, and she didn't break it, silently picked up the teacup and tasted it slowly.

As a superhuman staring fruit ability, although Violet can't read other people's memories, she can still know what that guy was thinking just now.

"Placate the unknown enemy and bring me into this flammable tent while pouring fuel on the outside just in case? What a good idea......." She took a sip of black tea and propped her arms on the table next to her: "It's not the leader's order at all, you can come up with this plan on your own, this group of guys is really not ordinary....... It is worthy of the sea thief who used to bounty 70 million Bailey. ”

Soon, Drake followed his subordinates to the outside of the tent, and looked at his subordinates who placed barrels of gunpowder around the tent, and Drake nodded with satisfaction.

He gestured, and the rest of the group dispersed instantly, hiding themselves as they aimed their guns at the powder kegs.

3......2......1......

However, just as they were about to shoot, Violet's voice suddenly came from inside the tent.

"Stop! I am not your enemy...... And igniting a fire here will only expose your existence to the sight of the Don Quixote. ”

"Wait!"

Drake waved his hand to stop his subordinates from moving, and looked at the entrance of the tent: "The killer of the Don Quixote family, Violet 'Violet'...... You say you're not our enemy, so who are you? ”

"Looks like you've just found out these things......" Violet smiled at the corner of her mouth, leaned back on the couch, and invited Drake, "Would you like to come in and have a drink?" Major General Drake ......"

Because Drake was captured by Loya directly after leaving the navy, and before he could form his own Red Flag Pirates, there was no problem with Violet's name for him. He's still the same naval rebel, but there's an extra layer of identity on top of that.

"Oh? Then I'd be respectful and obey! ”

Drake also wanted to know the other party's purpose, and was confident in the strength that he had exercised in the abuse, so he stepped in when he heard the promise.

......

"Oh no! Drake has been kidnapped by the vixen! ”

Watching Drake walk into the tent, Perona covered her mouth and cried bitterly. Dressrosa is known as the "Land of Love, Affection and Toys". Of course, Perona's focus is on the first half of "love and affection...... The woman was dressed so flamboyantly that she invited a man to share a room in the middle of the night, so Perona couldn't think of any other reason than to seduce Drake.

For a moment, the entire camp echoed Perona's heart-rending cries. And with her crying, ripples that went straight to her soul spread out, causing the surrounding subordinates to lie on the ground in pain with their chests clutched.

As a soul body, the only thing that Perona can touch is the soul.

In addition, her mood swings are too big now, so this cry can be described as a real banshee howl!

"Calm down, Mistress Perona! We're out of breath! ”

"Doctor, I need a doctor!"

However, despite the advice of her subordinates, Perona still cried there. Without the restraint and protection of the physical body, the emotions of the soul body are so sensitive and fragile.

"It's a dead man! Perona ......"

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared behind Perona. Under the light of the moonlight with his back, one could only see the soul flame burning in his eyes and a little spark in the corner of his mouth.

"Woo, who are you, I want you to take care of it!"

Perona sobbed and turned her head, then at a glance she saw the bloodless and terrifying face, and immediately rolled her eyes and passed out.

"It's scary, Klockdahl......"

Looking at Perona, who had fainted on the ground in front of him and kept chanting "it's terrible", Klockdahl took a deep breath, and his eyebrows couldn't stop jumping.

Noticing Klockdahl's conspicuous scorpion hook and the undead coming out of the shadows behind him, the group of subordinates who had been working in the circus for a long time suddenly became excited.

"Great, it's Lord Klockdahl!"

"And the legions of the undead!"

"Finally, I don't have to play the clown to tease the children!"

The guy dressed as a clown shook off the clown nose in his hand, and the excitement was called a tearful eye!

Listening to the howls of the crowd around him, which were indistinguishable from the release from decades of imprisonment, Klockdahl let out a puff of smoke and looked up at the tent wrapped in gunpowder in front of him.

"So...... Who's going to tell me what's going on now? ”