"Is that all it take?" Commander Tina, Lieutenant Colonel Hobodi. [Ran^Text^Library] []" the sergeant hesitated. Behind him, on the mast of a small boat, a handcuffed Mr. 5 and his partner Miss Valentine were shouting and screaming on a rope.

"It's okay, they're just a decoy, they just need MR 2 to show up. When Tina said MR-2, her tone suddenly became heavier, and she changed the subject: "Hobodi, you go and catch MR.3, and MR.2 will be dealt with by me alone!"

"Doesn't it matter? ”

Tina suddenly raised her head and glared at Hopodi: "Who do you think Tina?"

Tina was holding a cigarette at the moment, and the wind direction of the smoke was blowing towards Hobodi's eyes, Hopodi couldn't help covering his mouth and nose: "Whatever you want." But I don't think prison is just an escape for the MR 5 duo. Their group of prisons still has MR 4 and Miss DoubleFinger. ”

"That Crocodall and Daz Bonis—" Tina's face quickly darkened, "The fence of the Hailou Stone, it is absolutely impossible for the capable to escape from the prison. There must be a ghost in the base!"

The inner ghost is the woman who plays the glass game with you. Although Hopodi didn't say this, he still meant something: "If you play less cheerleading games, there will be no such thing." ”

"Hobodi, are you saying that Tina is derelict in her duties? That's enough, you better go to the resort and keep an eye on Mr. 3, don't let him go. I'll leave it to Tina, Black Cell, whether it's Mr. 2 von Kore or Miss Doublefinger. Bet on justice and Tina will never let them go!"

Only at this time can there be a little taste of heroic female soldiers. Looking at the woman with long hair fluttering in front of him, Hobodi waved his hand and turned to leave.

On the way from the port to the main street of the resort, Hopodi suddenly saw an incredible scene on the street.

Mr. 3, whose hair marked the "3" feature, was tied to a shop with a sign on his clothes: "I will turn myself in!"

"Trickery?" Hopodi closed his eyes and began to sense the crowd around him, and the two heart-pounding agents acted sneakily. One is the heart of an adult beating strongly, and the other is like a young child who has not yet matured.

Opening his eyes, squinting at a corner of the crowd on the left, Hobodi stepped forward to arrest the "MR 3", suddenly, Ho Bodi's eyes began to change, only to see that the "MR 3" in front of him suddenly turned into a puddle of white mud, Ho Bodi snorted, deliberately squatted down and touched it: "Is it wax?"

Squinting from the corner of his eye, Hopodi's mouth smiled strangely.

"Here's your chance!" shouted.

In the direction of three o'clock in the rear, the action is ......

Hopodi looked back in surprise and saw a little girl in a sun hat pick up a paintbrush and shoot at him.

"Friend's yellow-green. ”

This little blush girl wearing a sun hat, two pigtails, and baby fat on her face suddenly printed a pattern and hit the center of Hopodi's palm.

An eerie power began to extend into Hopodi's psyche.

Friend, this little girl is her own friend. Although it is very inexplicable, and there is not even a memory, but Hobodi's current mood, this girl must be his friend.

The role of pigments, or devil fruits, manipulates feelings.

However, it is still too tender, and this ability to manipulate emotions is only suitable for single-celled organisms.

It is enough to erase the pigment.

In less than a minute, Hobodi's mental activity began to return to normal.

"What's next?mr.3. Can I go to rest after work?" asked the little girl looking back.

I saw a man with a treacherous smile on his face and a characteristic sign on his forehead "3" walking up: "No, have you forgotten that stupid man of MR 2?"

"You want to save Mr. 4?"

"No, Miss Goldenweek. Let this guy kill Tina, the Black Prison guarding the harbor, and we'll get out of here. Mr. 3 had a smug look on his face as he returned to the top of his life: "According to my intelligence, this guy is not inferior to the navy of Black Prison Tina and Smoker. In just two years, the terrifying sniper units of the current navy are said to be the function of some kind of weapon that this man brought back. After two years of immersion, he swept away all the pirate forces in the East China Sea. Known as Iron Fist Hobodi, as long as you make good use of this guy...... Hey, hey, hey—"

"But that's a friend, not a slave. Miss Goldenweek interrupted Mr. 3 directly.

Mr. 3's eyes suddenly widened, "What? Why don't you use the white of a slave?" With that, his body turned his head stiffly, and a pink-haired man was wiping the yellow paint off his hands.

"Do you know me well?mr.3, first prize in the model competition, Gar Tino. Hobodi threw his fist in the air.

Mr. 3's face turned green when he saw the fist, and he weakly begged, "Can you not slap your face?"

"No, I can't. With a punch, Mr. 3's face was shattered, his front teeth fell out, and his eyes turned white and fell to the ground.

looked at the little girl on the other side, with tears on her face and a weak expression: "Can you not slap your face." ”

Huo Bodi was stunned for a moment, and withdrew his fist: "I don't have the habit of fighting ghosts, take advantage of the navy not coming, you can go!"

Miss Goldenweek didn't thank or be moved, and when she heard this, she immediately hugged the palette and ran faster than a rabbit into the crowd.

In less than a minute, a nearby naval soldier arrived and reported: "Lieutenant Colonel Hobodi, the black prison Tina in the port has solved the MR 2 von Kore, and is now about to escort the Baroque Workshop and his party back to the naval base, please give me MR 3, and Secretary Monet will let you go to the resort hotel." ”

Hopodi gave him a strange look, and though he was suspicious, he handed Mr. 3 into his hands.

Even if it is fake, the naval soldier in front of him only has the imitation fruit of Von Coré.

The people of the Baroque Work Society, except for Daz Bonis, MR 2 is a master of kicking skills according to intelligence, and it belongs to the melee type, and it can't be stopped at all for the threshold fruit as long as the melee contact person can imprison the opponent's ability, and Tina pointed out that he wanted to take MR 2 alone, and Hopodi didn't bother to intervene.

His headquarters is approaching, and the military merit level of the capture of Klockdahl and Daz Bonis has been promoted, and the next is just a few small roles, which are not harmful at all.

Although the last sentence of the naval soldier was false, Hobodi's pace finally walked towards the resort hotel.

A few minutes later, Monet saw Hopodi arrive, took off his glasses, wore a white T-shirt on his upper body, and only wore swim trunks on his lower body, and walked up to Hobodi dressed as a physical education student: "Is it solved? Tina didn't come back with you." ”

"You're so laid-back, Monet. ”

"I just went up to see the hotel room and it was nice. I'll take you to see it~" As he spoke, Monet took Hopodi's hand and walked towards the hotel building.

After a while, they went up to room 302 on the third floor, and as soon as they entered the door, Monet directly locked the door, and pushed Hobodi to the side of the bed without saying anything, and in less than a minute, Hobodi's whole body of clothes had been removed.

"This is your special service?"

Looking at the eyes, Monet was lying on the head of the bed with his buttocks, twisting back and forth, from the tightly held swimming trunks, he could clearly see the groove between his legs, Monet turned his head, his face flushed, and said in a low voice: "Hurry up and punish me for being obedient, uncle~"

"You're a year older than me. "Hobodi is a little speechless, a twenty-eight-year-old woman, isn't she ashamed?

"Doesn't the host like a young little girl like the princess?,However,It's not a special service now.,It's just a dessert before a meal~"

"Really? Then I'm looking forward to dinner. Hobodi, who was also a little encouraged by the temptation, got up from the bed, walked behind Monet, and without any prelude, pulled her water-stained swimming trunks down to her thighs and threw her gun in.

In the room, a beautiful voice of joy and joy suddenly sounded......

......

I don't know how long later, the room was filled with the smell of Hopodi's sweat, Monet crouched under the table, swallowing something in the dark shadows, his face flushed and still longing for more, ten days in Alabastan, she seemed to be planning to make up for it all and not give up.

Suddenly, the lights in the room dimmed completely, and the movements of the two stopped. In the dark, Monet suddenly said, "Let's change the game!"

"Change the game?" Feeling the darkness, Monet's body suddenly pushed himself onto the bed, and immediately straddled it, and Hopodi suddenly understood.

"Now the Queen?"

"Yes, do you like it?" Monet, who was straddled his body, began to twist his waist.

"Enough of this boring stuff. Hobodi was a little speechless: "And don't call me uncle's mouthful, I feel guilty." ”

"Doesn't the owner like the princess of Alabastan and the type of little girl? I just make the master satisfied~"

"You're not a ten-year-old woman, and you don't use this method, but you're still very attractive to me. ”

"Really, it's so fun~"

In the dark night, it gradually began to fill with heavy **, women's high-pitched chirping, and crackling sounds.

However, this time there was obviously a sharp movement on the bed, and Hobodi obviously felt that the body on his body was a little different.

"Monet, is it still you?"

"It's me. The voice that came from Hobodi's ear, Hopodi couldn't help but be surprised, since Monet was by his side, then......

And who is the woman in himself?