77. Shackles

The clouds darkened and obscured the moonlight, and the shadows slowly obscured the two sides of the confrontation.

The wind gradually rose, blowing the roses on the flower field, blowing up the bright red petals scattered on the ground.

In the fluttering bright red petals, Lisandro Oroko's meticulously combed back hair gradually scattered, and a few strands of gray hair scattered from his sideburns.

The uncrowned underground king of the Chambord Islands put his cane aside, bent his spine slightly, bent his knees, and slowly knelt down.

After he knelt down, the people in black suits around him also knelt down.

"It's unseemly, it's unseemly!" Willibald Saint glanced at Loki beside him in the carriage and said with a blank face.

"Casemiro, get up from the ground!" As soon as the Draconians finished speaking, Casemiro got up from the ground neatly. The cut wound was still bleeding and causing severe pain, and Casemiro knelt with his head bowed, trying to suppress the raised corners of his mouth, making a look of annoyance at his incompetence.

"I didn't think I had to get my hands dirty, but you bunch of bitches can't hold on for even a little time!" Willibald Saint continued to curse angrily, "Because of you, my wife's friendship with the Orokco family has been affected. ”

"I'm so sorry, Lord Willibald Sage! It's me who is incompetent! ”

Despite being scolded, Casemiro nodded yes. He was thrilled and knew he had fully grasped the opportunity.

"That's it, you're the only one in a bunch of garbage." Willibald Saint scolded tired and turned his head to look at Lisandro Oroko, who was still kneeling under the carriage.

This old man, who has controlled the underground forces of the Chambord Islands for decades, is looking at the initiator in front of him, and his deep eyes are not shocked.

"Lord Willibald Saint, if you have a crush on the Oroko family, you can say so. The Orokco family is always ready to give to adults. Adults don't have to make it so complicated and dirty their hands. ”

"But some things have to be done with a little means." Willibald S. was silent for a moment, trying to recall the lines Loki had taught him: "If I directly ask the Orokco family to do something, it will definitely be me to do things for the Oroko family in the end." Are you right, Mr. Lisandro Oroko. ”

"Willibald Saint's misunderstanding of the Orokco family is too deep, we are just a small family in the Chambord Field, and we don't have that much courage."

"Oh? Loki said the same thing, but at this point, everything is irreparable. Willibald Saint looked down at the old man in front of him: "Lisandro Oroco, do you hate me?" ”

Lisandro Orokco couldn't see through the Draco in front of him, he was completely different from what he looked like when he first entered the Chambord Islands. But Lisandro Oroco still didn't see ambition in his eyes, and those who have everything don't have fiery ambitions.

So why did he do this, why did he plan all this, why did he destroy the Orokco family? He wanted the slave Oroko family to find him the rarest and most interesting, he wanted treasures, Orroko would give him the corals of the deep sea, shining pearls, brilliant diamonds......

In the end, he gave up dealing with the false flattery of the stupid Draco people, and instead spoke from his heart.

"Hate! But I'm more afraid! ”

"My granddaughter, who is not yet a year old, is still babbling in my daughter-in-law's arms, my five-year-old granddaughter is still sitting on my lap the day before yesterday and listening to my story with wide eyes...... Lord Willibald St. Willibald, you have caused me to lose a lot, but I am afraid that resisting you will cost me even more. ”

Bang Bang Bang ...... In the bleak night, applause rang out.

Willibald Saint slapped his hands and smiled: "Good! Good! Good! ”

"Lisandro Oroco, a native of the East China Sea, took revenge tonight, but was betrayed by the family's traitor Jeremy Ladd and was ambushed, leaving only one member of the entire revenge team to escape. Lisandro Oroko also died at the hands of the young gang boss Casemiro! ”

"Mr. Oroko, what do you think of this story, would you like to participate in it?"

With his hands clenched at the flesh of his knees, Lisandro Oroko had a splitting headache, and in a trance he seemed to be back to his days in the cabin of a foul-smelling slave merchant ship, and his hands seemed to be in chains again.

"I'd love to, Lord Willibald Saint!" If you rise up against Lisandro Oroko, 3% of them will be hijacked by the Draconians under the protection of CP0.

But Lisandro Oroko is finally old, no longer young, not only in his aging flesh but also in his choices.

He chose a safer and more miserable choice.

The moment Lisandro Orokco agreed, the gangsters who were unconditionally loyal to Lisandro Orokco moved their hands on their companions, and the sound of gunfire and sharp blades sounding continuously.

In the end, only two bosses remained, and Reze laughed and snatched the claws from Josse's hand and stabbed them in the heart.

"Lao Tzu is too stupid to act, I'll leave it to you in the future, José!"

Looking at the last of his badly injured men, Lisandro Oroko patted him on the shoulder.

"José, the Orokco family, I'll leave it to you in the future!"

With that, he put his hand against his chin.

"Wait...... Mr. Oroko, are you a Devil Fruit Ability? Loki, who had been silent in the carriage, asked.

"Yes, I'm a Superhuman Rush Fruit Ability."

"Then, please put on the handcuffs of the sea building stone and get into the car, I think Willibald Holy Lord also needs a prisoner."

……

Moaning, coughing, and unseen illness, one of the metal clasps that had locked up the young Lisandro Oroko rusted, and Lisandro Oroco kept secretly knocking the chain with other metal.

The clasp had been broken the previous night, the chain had been broken, and Lisandro Orokco had not found a chance to escape.

Tonight the cabin shook violently, and already the physically exhausted slaves were strangled to death under the constant jolting of the cabin. The waves crashed against the cabin with a deafening loud noise, and Lisandro Orokco could hear the shouts and roars of the deck sailors on the cabin.

In the endless shaking and tossing, the cabin finally shattered, and the raging sea poured into the cabin, and all the slaves would drown in this sea, except for the lucky Lisandro Orokco.

He hurleyed up the ladder that connected the deck, and when he reached the deck, only a few sailors held on to the rope or mast in the storm.

He shouted excitedly in the storm, praising the god of the sea, and in the distance was a seaspout that was striking at great speed. He hugged the railing next to the ship. The captain had no time to pay attention to a runaway slave, and he was trying to turn the rudder to save the ship.

The seaspout carried the medium-sized slave ship into the air, and after an unknown time, it fell again.

As the storm cleared and the moonlight faded, the surviving Lisandro Orocco lay on a floating ship's plank, and in the distance was a small green dot that could be seen: the island.

The corpses of sailors, liquor, and food floated around him, and ...... the coins were so heavy that they all sank to the bottom of the sea, Lisandro Oroko used the long wooden bars floating beside him as oars to weave through the wreckage of the shipwreck, salvaging useful things from time to time.

Eventually, he picked up a small, sumptuous wooden box with an uncomplicated lock that was not difficult for Lisandro Orokco, who often worked as a pickpocket.

With a little effort, he opened the small box, which contained the treasure of the sea, the Devil Fruit.

Nevertheless...... The level-headed Lisandro Oroco resisted the urge to eat it right away.

It was about three days before Lisandro Oroco, exhausted from climbing the green archipelago of tree roots, swallowed the whole fruit that tasted worthy of the devil's name.

The option of selling the fruit was not on his mind at all, and Lisandro Orokco understood that strength was the only thing.

This...... It is the first pot of gold of Tokai native Lisandro Oroco.

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