The roar was loud.

I saw that in the corridor passage, the smoke and dust were billowing and the fire dragons were flying all over the sky, as if the god of fire had descended into the world, and the karma was boundless!

Suddenly, in the fire tornado that was approaching, a collision sound of falling from a high altitude suddenly sounded, and the whirlwind fire tornado suddenly stopped. The smoke and dust then dissipated, slowly revealing a young man with his upper body in a half-kneeling position, his body crawling with various scars, especially the dazzling words ASCE carved on his left arm, and the vivid skeleton pattern on his back.

Brilliant and dazzling!

After the young man landed on the ground, he swept his surroundings slightly, his dark eyes were like a deep night sky, clear and permeating, but he saw that the surroundings were full of devastation, stumps were everywhere, and there was an unpleasant fishy smell in the air.

The young man frowned, and asked as if he was a little dissatisfied with the environment, "Where is he?"

"Of course, this guy looks so weird, it's hard not to attract attention!

But what makes me very puzzled is, are the natives of this world born so arrogant, and they have to be dragged like two or five hundred to attract people? Alas, it seems that it is still the natives who have an advantage over the natives! The man with the sword snorted at the prison behind him, and sneered at his habitual long tongue.

Hearing this, the young man smiled meaningfully, and instead of paying attention to his nonsense, he turned his gaze to the prison, and finally fixed his eyes on a cigar man whose left hand had been transformed into a golden hook.

Seeing this person, the corners of the young man's mouth hooked slightly, and his mood seemed to change from melancholy to suddenly brightened, and he made a 'snap' sound, and cut his haircut marks, and then asked slowly:

"President of the Baroque Workshop - Shah Klockdahl Honza? I've admired the name for a long time. ”

There was a moment of silence, and the scarred man, who had his back to the prison door, was wearing a furry black coat and a cigar in his mouth, suddenly turned around and glanced at the visitor with a hooked gaze.

"Oh!?--It turned out to be the 'Fire Fist Ace', known as the pride of the sky, and Jiu Yang really didn't dare to be it!"

The corners of Sha Klockdahl's mouth immediately rose with contempt, the scar on his face trembled like an earthworm, and he laughed mockingly: "The legendary boy who controls the fire of the heavens, who was predicted by the world to be the successor of the new generation of 'Four Emperors', is actually in prison? What a miracle! Huh-"

"Say, what's wrong with me?"

Sure enough, he dragged boundlessly, worthy of being a ruthless character in the Seven Martial Seas of his predecessor, and he had no scruples about hurting people at the exit, no wonder Ximen was unhappy, it seemed that he was disgraced by hitting a wall here.

Ace was secretly worried in his heart, and he was also a little unhappy in his heart, the so-called exposing people without revealing their shortcomings, hitting people without slapping their faces, I haven't offended you, right?

But this is not the time to care, and time does not allow it, so I have to secretly press down a little anger, take a deep breath, and become expressionless on my face: "Have you ever thought about going out?" ”

"Hehe, what a joke!"

Crockdahl suddenly burst out laughing maniacally, "Get out, where to get out?" No matter how big the world is, is there a place for me to stay, even if these are not mentioned, now I have long lost interest in the outside world of flowers, and it is not as interesting as here. ”

Pretend, you continue to pretend, no matter the original intention, the reason why you were exiled by the world was not mentioned at all, but you said it with a noble and cold look, as if outsiders were ashamed of him.

Originally, Ace didn't like what happened to him, and he always put on a crazy and cool rhythm to blow up the sky, which was disgusting. In his previous life, he had never been very interested in him, and even if his reputation turned positive later, Ace rarely paid attention to his subsequent changes, and if it wasn't for the fact that he was needed for this accident, he wouldn't want to appear here to suffer.

"Huh! So, have you given up on your dreams? A smile tugged at the corner of Ace's mouth, but the language began to seem a little mean:

"The one who once swore to build a kingdom free of war - its name is the castle of 'Utopia'! , that arrogant man with a heart higher than the sky, who used to try to subvert the earth-shattering plan of the ideal township, has lost his ambition at this moment?"

Ace shook his head and continued to joke: "The years are really a pig-killing knife, before you take a step, you have been sharpened and lost your water chestnut, the once brilliant desert crocodile, the ruthless character who is called a 'brutal person' by outsiders, and now you can only bow your head and wait for death?" ”

"Boy, you're still too tender, and the way you speak is too blatant, but you expose your mentality!"

Crockdahl seemed to instantly peck through the thoughts of the person in front of him, and no longer paid attention to Ace, who shook his head and did not fall, but laughed at himself lightly: "The so-called ideal is a reality that can be talked about by people who have unscrupulous strength and extreme ambition at the same time." It's a pity that I'm not cunning enough, I still have humanity, and those theories are really too stupid and unrealistic for the status quo. ”

After speaking, his expression seemed a little lonely, as if he had instantly lost his previous prestige as the 'Seven Martial Seas of His Majesty', and lost the wise and monstrous flame that tried to plot to create internal strife in the kingdom! All that's left now is a kind of decadence at the end of the road.

More of a little disheartened.

He waved his hand and drove away: "Life is not too late, how to struggle, this world will be the world of young people after all, you go-"

"The world of young people? The world?"

Ace's expression was a little stunned, and then he became speechless, he didn't look like a pimp.

It seems that he misunderstood from the beginning, thinking that Ace and the others were here to recruit him, so he asserted that he refused without thinking about it, and he thought about it, with his arrogant personality, how could he become someone else's subordinate.

Ace instantly understood the change in this person, although the nature of the two is different, but this does not mean that the difficulty of the task of this trip will be reduced.

On the contrary, people who have lost their desire to compete for hegemony are the most difficult to be convinced!

Ace had a headache and suddenly woke up, and when his subordinates came to rescue him in the original book, wasn't he rejected on the grounds that he was unhappy!

This kind of completely self-centered character is actually very difficult to get along with.

Thinking of this, Ace slapped his forehead very painfully, and habitually held his chin to think.

In vain, his eyes glanced unnaturally at his empty left hand, and his heart suddenly moved, the corners of Ace's mouth turned up slightly, and his right hand pointed to the dark golden hook, and said with a smile: "Actually, life is always colorful, and there will be wonderful times when you live."

For example, the hatred of the broken arm should be resentful! In addition, the scene of being forced to inlay a golden hook in the left hand should be shocking!

Look at that ugly scar on your face, don't you think it's ugly? Or have you forgotten the pain? Ace smiled quite brightly, his tone immediately changed, and he sneered:

"Hehe, I can't imagine that the famous 'sand crocodile' will be such a crooked species, and even hatred can be deliberately forgotten, which is really unworthy of the name!"

Sha Crockdahl suddenly turned his head and stared at Ace, an inexplicable anger flashed in his eyes, and the person in front of him became more and more hateful in his eyes.

He has a fatal scale, that is, he hates others the most in his life, and if it was in the past, the people who mocked him like this would not have been brutally turned into dry corpses by him in less than a quarter of an hour, how could he be alive here.

But before he could let out a monstrous rage, suddenly, the person in front of him suddenly waved his hand solemnly.

Raising his head and staring straight at him, he suddenly said without being shocked: "To be honest with you, the world-shattering war is about to start, and one of the 'Four Emperors', Whitebeard 'Edward Newgate', is facing outside the Navy Headquarters, don't you even want to participate in this?"

"Is your hatred just lost in vain, and you will regret it for the rest of your life?"

"If that's the case, then I have nothing to say—"

"Humph!"

Two cold snorts rang out at the same time, but the nature was obviously different.

"Whitebeard? Good...... Very good! Even if I don't care about grudges, let go of obsessions. But as a pirate, just because he hasn't defeated Whitebeard and Roger, and he still exists, is there any point in surviving? A look of hatred flashed in Shah Klockdahl's eyes, then replaced by a look of madness.

"As a pirate, I can lose my ideals and not pursue my goals, but I can't lose my direction from here, say, let me do something." Sha Klockdahl suddenly looked up at Ace and asked in a deep voice.

Finally hooked?