There are many ships docked in the harbor at night, the most striking of which is a navy-standard warship, which is the sixteen warships that escorted the pirates to the prison and returned.

"Tsk, that's a nuisance." I thought that tonight would be uneventful, and Sabo could successfully complete the mission and leave safely, but Zoro found a guy who was not very harmonious.

The man with a smoky upper body and a wide open heart, Sauron didn't even have to think about it to know which one it was.

"It's really a good thing, and it's finally time for the supporting characters to appear." Windblade muttered, words full of anticipation.

Having been fighting with the Wind Sword Hao Yasuo for many years, the Wind Blade is also as eager for a worthy opponent as his master, although the E soldier is really happy, but he also craves the pleasure of blowing the wind, and the fierce slash like a storm is what he enjoys the most.

It's a pity that after he came to this strange world, he didn't meet an opponent who could satisfy him, and the ghost sword Yasuo, who had the name of Yasuo but had no wind sword hero, encountered all the shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the East China Sea, and he didn't even want to give charity with extra sight.

Even if Zoro killed the evil dragon, he still had an attitude of watching the excitement, and he didn't take the person with the highest bounty in the East China Sea seriously at all, after all, no matter how much he bragged, it was just a commodity that could be solved with one knife.

When he came to Rogue Town, he met Sabo, who was faintly regarded as the strongest by the younger generation of the revolutionary army, met Colonel Smoker of the Navy Headquarters who guarded Rogue Town, and met Admiral Pheasant, and the fighting spirit of the Wind Blade was also aroused little by little, and he began to desire to be stained with the blood of the strong, wanting to know what kind of pleasure it would be.

"Hey, let's go hunt that smoking guy. I bet that guy's blood must have been very tasty. ”

The mournful voice of the Wind Blade echoed in his mind, as if with some kind of alluring magic.

Sensing that something was wrong, Sauron flicked his finger at the hilt of the Wind Blade, the blade trembling slightly, and the voice in his head dissipated.

"What are you doing?" Squinting his eyes, Zoro asked in a deep voice.

These days, the performance of the Wind Blade has become more and more unreliable day by day, and Zoro was almost confused by his immodest image, and now he was stimulated by his bewildering magic sound, and only then did he remember that the knife in his hand was more demonic, evil, and terrifying than the demon knife.

Tempest Blade pretends to be innocent (how?). "I just, want to cut something." ”

"Would you like to chop off the whole pork leg bone?" Sauron drew the Blade of the Wind and took on the position of a butcher slaughtering a pig.

To this, the Blade of the Wind responded with an ear: "Then you stick your legs out." ”

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Smoking the third box of cigars of the day, Smoker swirled around with his weapon in a spin on his own, escaping as an idle street runner.

However, his seemingly ordinary action is actually quite dangerous, because he is a person with the ability of smoke fruits, and the top of his weapon ten hands is inlaid with Hailou stone, and if he is not careful, he will be hit and lose his strength.

It can be seen that the reason why he has been wearing a long-sleeved jacket and leather gloves is not only his personal aesthetics, but also for special reasons.

"Colonel Smoker, why didn't you ride your baby motorcycle out for a walk tonight?" A few of the bold residents saw Smoker's stinky face, but they still dared to come forward to say hello.

Hearing this, Smoker's iceberg face dropped a little warmer: "Borrowed someone." ”

"Huh?" The resident who accosted him was shocked, "Is there anyone else in your car who can touch it besides you?" ”

At first glance, it seems that Smoker is very protective of his car and is reluctant to let others touch it.

Although this is true, there is another important factor, and that is because Smoker's car "Billona" is an amphibious three-wheeled motorcycle driven by fruit power, and almost no one can drive it except Smoker.

That's Smoker's heart and wage, and more than half of his monthly salary is spent on this three-wheeled motorcycle, which shows how much he values "Billona".

Ravaging the cigar between his teeth, Smoker squeezed a sentence out between his teeth: "I'm not that stingy." ”

As soon as the words fell, he quickened his pace and left, not wanting people to see the monstrous anger in his eyes, lest the character collapse.

When they came to the edge of the docks, the passing crowd easily recognized Smoker, known as the "White Hunter", and either dared to say hello or simply ignored it, which is also a scene that often happens on quay nights.

Pacing towards the depths of the harbor, ready to carry out the daily inspection work, he did not expect that suddenly a gorgeous long knife burst in.

Smoker subconsciously used his ability to turn into smoke to dodge the rapid sneak attack, but just as the edge of his body gradually smoked, the long knife stabbed straight into the ground in front of him.

Taking a step back, Smoker stared at the ornate déjà vu knife in front of him with a gloomy face, and his muscular body began to rise in a large area of smoke and escape in all directions.

"Roronoa Zoro, what do you mean by that?" Smoker, who had already set up the battle environment, looked up at the green-haired boy walking through the smoke in front of him.

"Can I think you're attacking a colonel?"

Shaking his hand, Zoro looked relaxed and comfortable: "No, I'm just adjusting a disobedient demon knife to make him not so naughty." ”

"Demon Knife?" Even though Zoro gave a somewhat nonsensical reason, Smoker still took a serious look at the Wind Blade, which pierced into the ground half a foot deep, to see with the naked eye whether this gorgeous long knife was really a demon knife.

After two glances and a finding that the Wind Blade did not find anything strange except for its somewhat strange appearance, Smoker snuffed out the cigar and threw it into the trash can on the side, took off the huge ten hands that were carried around his waist, and pointed at Sauron:

"What kind of demon knife is not a demon knife, I'll talk about it later, now I want to find someone to fight, I don't know if you are qualified to be my opponent?"

"If you want to be beaten, just say it, I don't mind opening a big hole in you!" The Blade of the Wind shouted, but Smoker couldn't hear him, and even if he did, he couldn't guess that it was the knife in front of him.

Zoro couldn't help but chuckle when he heard the words of one man and one sword, originally he just wanted to delay Sabo for a while so that he could evacuate in time. Who thought that he hadn't found a good reason yet, Smoker had already given a solution first.

And he likes this solution too!

With a stroke of his hand, Sauron called out to the Blade of the Wind, "Sword." ”

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Smoker waited for a moment, and when he saw that nothing had happened, he bent down and picked up the Wind Blade and threw it back to Zoro: "Here you go." ”