With all his strength, his teeth crunched, and Shanks tried to break free, but was firmly locked by Reilly.

Ben Beckman turned his gun and pointed it at Reilly's head.

Reilly still locked his red hair, and his eyes behind round glasses looked at the black-haired ponytail man in front of him unconcernedly.

"Ben Beckman, you know what is better for your captain."

Ben Beckman had a gun in his hand and didn't pull the trigger in the end.

The ground is still creeping as if it were coming to life, the buildings built on the roots of the trees are crumbling at a rapid rate, the masonry and concrete blocks are falling, the smoke is billowing and the bustling island of Chambord 33, known as the pearl of Chambord, is in ruins because of the battle.

"Hahaha! Look at your look Shanks. You're about to cry, it's pathetic! Rafal laughed wildly, and the CP0s broke away from the battle and converged behind him.

Rafal's mycelial hand clenched, causing Loki to blush and struggle violently. Shanks's eyes were red and he roared, and the overlord color in his body was domineering, even changing the sky, but he still couldn't break free from Reilly's control.

"Tsk...... What a pity! Rafal glanced slightly dissatisfied, and the vice admiral, dressed in a yellow striped suit with an indifferent face. Although he really wanted to fight, but without the support of this monster, he could probably only lose.

"Since I can't fight, then I'll go." The wriggling roots lifted CP0 and the Draconians into the sky, "Don't escape from this island, Shanks." The woman you like will soon be crushed under you by that obsessed and ugly Draconian, let him do what he wants, and then put on an anklet and live like a beast! ”

Rafal looked disdainfully at the immobile red-haired man on the ground, the wriggling roots holding them away from the battlefield.

"Rafal, what you just said crossed the line!" Next to Rafal, a CP0 said.

"It's just to provoke the opponent." Rafal said coldly. In fact, he had no respect for these stupid and incompetent Draco, and even felt disgusted. The thought of them being so disgusting and ugly, yet being born to stand at a height that he could not reach in his life, made him vomit in disgust.

As CP0 and the Draconians departed, the wriggling earth finally stopped.

Reilly smiled apologetically at Shanks and let go of the hand that had been holding Shanks in his arms. The yellow ape was still watching the excitement not far from them, and his lewd face was the best mockery of Shanks.

Shanks staggered forward a few steps, then stopped. His hand rested on the hilt of Griffin's sword, trembling slightly.

"For you, Mr. Reilly, I ...... What exactly are Bucky and I? ”

"I'm sorry, Shanks...... We can't come into conflict with the world government right now, because ......"

"Is it as long as I find the right person and hand over this straw hat!"

“……”

"Isn't it!" Shanks turned around, his eyes red, glaring at Reilly.

Reilly still looked at Shanks' anger apologetically.

He didn't say anything, but Shanks understood the silence.

"Navy warships are heading towards the Chambord Islands. If you're leaving, you've got to hurry! The yellow ape not far away kindly reminded him that he had no idea of fighting again.

"Let's go, Captain!" Jesus Bu ran to the redhead's side, followed by the rest of the crew. They looked at Shanks silently.

Shanks' eyes swept over the faces of each crew member, eventually resting on the black-haired man smoking a cigarette. Just now, his ship's mate "betrayed" him.

Ben Beckman was watching him too. The redheads read what Ben Beckman meant, and they weren't afraid to risk their lives for their captain, but ...... They want their captains to make rational decisions.

He, the red-haired Shanks, is going to risk the lives of all his brothers to get a slim hope.

Ultimately...... Shanks simply walked past them in silence, and they followed their captain in silence. It's just that the once tall back is only endlessly lonely, and their captain is heartbroken, and the red-haired pirates may never return to their former self.

"Yohehehehe!" The yellow ape covered his mouth and chuckled, then turned into a yellow flash and shot into the sky. This operation was a good show, and he was satisfied.

Reilly watched the red-haired group leave, laughed at himself, patted the dust on his legs, and prepared to go to Xia Qi's Bamboo Bar for a drink.

When did the free pirates have a dirty tacit understanding with the world government?

"Roger, may the future we are looking forward to not be wrong!"

Loki woke up from the plush velvet bed, the soft mattress gently wrapping her whole body, making her feel as weak as lying on cotton.

"Weakness?"

Loki propped up his upper body and looked at the hardness of his ankles. Not surprisingly, he was shackled with a sea tower on his left foot. One end of the shackle extended a metal chain, attached to the bed rail.

Loki's body had been washed, and only a red dressing gown had been given to his naked body.

The room was quiet, and nothing seemed to come in, except that Loki could only hear his own breathing.

She looked around, then pressed her chest, her long nails inserting into the thick layer of fat, making a bloody streak on her fair chest.

She tipped her fingers into her chest and fumbled for a sapphire ring.

The ring was stained with blood, and the blue gem was washed and glittered with blood. Loki twisted the sapphire on the top of the ring, and with a slight pull, a thin metal wire barely visible to the naked eye was pulled out by him, wrapped around the calf above the shackles of the sea tower, and hung on the railing of the ship.

The door was opened, and Willibald San, who was naked, with a big belly, walked into the room with a happy smile and a song.

He closed the door, whip and stick in hand.

"Ah, you're awake, my wife." Willibald Saint's small eyes were squeezed with fat because of his laughter. "That's right, it's our wedding night, and I don't want you to feel nothing!"

"Let's have a good night together, it doesn't matter how loud it is, this room is completely soundproofed!"

Willibald Saint said as he approached Loki on the bed step by step, the fat on his stomach trembling.

"No, don't!" Loki shifted his body and screamed loudly.

"Hahaha, little Loki don't be afraid!" Willibald San brandished his leather whip: "It hurts a little, but you'll get excited." ”

Willibald Saint said, his knees already resting on the bed.

"Ah, I really can't hear anything!" On the bed, Loki suddenly stopped her blood-boiling screams and looked playfully at the stunned Draco.

Those dark eyes, glittering in the light, unabashedly exuded a chill that made Willibald Saint's scalp tingle!

"The man-eating lion has appeared!"

Such a thought crossed Willibald Saint's mind for a moment, and he fell out of bed in embarrassment.

Poof, the sound of a limb being cut off by something sharp.

Loki, the blue-haired girl on the bed, held her severed foot gushing with blood, and shook off the hard and heavy shackles of the sea building.

So blood sprayed, and dots of red plum blossoms were sprinkled on the sheets.

"Ah, don't worry, I've experimented a hundred times!" Squinting at Willibald Saint, who was immobilized in fear on the ground, Loki smiled wickedly and pointed to his neck.

"Even the neck has been experimented with more than a dozen times." Loki said as he closed his severed foot to his severed limb, as if he were wearing boots.

"When you put it on like this, it closes naturally."

Loki's mouth grew wider, and his eyes glowed with excitement like a strange beast ready to swallow him in Willibald Saint's eyes.

Delicately fair, his bare feet protruded from the red velvet sheets and stomped lightly on the ground, and Loki stepped on Willibald St. Fat's face with the other.

"Let's have a fun night together!"