The night is very thick.

Asuka asked, crouching on the roof and looking down at Mr. 3, who was sneakily carrying a small package below.

"Hey, Mr. 3, you're not going to run away, are you?"

"Ah~"

Mr. 3 heard a voice behind him, stopped and cautiously turned his head to look, and then he realized that the navy had come behind him at some point.

Syllable!

Asuka put her arm on Mr. 3's shoulder and smiled as she pulled him back.

"Don't go, I've arranged the road for you, you're going to join a new organization, and that group of people is going to prison..."

With that, Asuka takes Mr. 3 back to his room, while he stays outside the door and continues to keep vigil for them.

...

The next day, in the morning.

Mr. 3 looked at the handcuffs in his hands and drank the porridge silently, and he knew that the organization must be an unreliable organization, and if it was a reliable organization, why couldn't he let me know the name of the organization?

Yesterday, after he learned that he had been on the Baroque Workers' Order, he asked Asuka what the name of the organization he was going to join was, and if he could help him block the Baroque Workers' Hunt and Kill Order.

Then he looked at Asuka with a stumbling look, and Mr. 3's heart was half cold.

That night, when he went back, he packed up his things and prepared to run away, and when the time came, he went to the four seas by himself and opened a small restaurant incognito.

The plan was good, but I didn't expect to be caught as soon as I left the room.

Thinking of this, Mr. 3 muttered to himself as he drank gruel.

"I always feel a little confused about the future."

"Don't be confused, the person who picked you up is about to arrive, you can just go with him when the time comes, the organization is treated well..."

After listening to Asuka Balabala, Mr. 3 pushed his glasses, he didn't believe anything about what the navy said now, this navy rescued itself from the beginning, maybe with the idea of selling itself.

"Alas!"

Mr. 3 sighed and continued to bow his head and drink the gruel in his hand, which had dropped significantly since he was useless to the navy.

...

After eating, the group continued on the road.

Three hours later, the group passed by a small town, and after Asuka found the hidden house according to the address described by Betty, he directly knocked Mr. 3 unconscious, locked him in the house, and turned to leave.

The revolutionary army is cautious in its work, and does not even show its face.

Shortly after Asuka left, a man came out of the shadows and came to the small house.

Squeak!

Pushing open the old wooden door, the man looked at Mr. 3 who was lying asleep on the chair, nodded, then took out the phone bug from his arms and dialed a number.

"I've completed the handover, and now I'll take him to [Bridge Country-Tekira Wolff]."

"Stay safe!"

"Yes!"

With that, the man put Mr. 3 in a sack, carried it, and walked around the room.

By the time Mr. 3 woke up again, it was already dark, and he couldn't help but swallow and spit at the bumps in the carriage and the fiery gaze next to him!

"Gollum!"

"You're awake!"

Mr. 3 nodded lightly and didn't speak, he had now found out that he should have been successfully traded this time.

After a moment of silence, Mr. 3 looked at the guy in front of him and asked.

"Are you?"

"Ahem~"

The man cleared his throat, looked at Mr. 3 solemnly, and said in a deep voice.

"Hello, my companion.

I'm Barney Jo, a soldier of the Revolutionary Army, and the head of the East China Sea."

"Revolutionary Army ???"

Mr. 3 listened to the man's voice, and his voice directly raised an octave.

Good guys, if there is anything on this sea that the government hates more than pirates, it is the Revolutionary Army.

Barney Joe looked at Mr. 3 with a panicked face and raised an eyebrow, and said with some uncertainty.

"Didn't the person who put you in that room tell you about us?"

Mr. 3 looked at Barney Joe with a blank expression, his eyes devoid of God.

"He told me to join an organization that had great goals!

」

"That's right, that organization is our revolutionary army, and our goal is to overthrow the Draconians who dominate the world government and overthrow those unequal rules.

All the organizations in the world may not find such a great purpose."

"He told me that the organization often sends out tasks to overthrow such and such a kingdom, and my intrigues and tricks, bah, my ingenuity can be more open to the organization."

"That's right... Your mission this time is to overthrow [Bridge Country-Tchira Wolf] with me, and when the time comes, you provide a strategy, and I will choose... We fought side by side for the souls of those who died on the bridge for 700 years."

"He also told me that the organization had good benefits and was safe."

"It's actually true to say that, our revolutionary army generally travels at public expense, and all over the world goes to public expense, without spending money on it.

As for whether it is safe?

There are people in the big undersea prison of our revolutionary army... If you're caught, you'll be home..."

...

Mr. 3 glanced at this man and didn't speak, with his clever brain, he should have thought a long time ago, except for the revolutionary army, how can there be so many neurotic organizations in this world, and they want to overthrow other people's kingdoms every day.

At the same time, on the territory of Alabastan, somewhere hidden.

"Kosha, we've got a weapon."

When the man had finished speaking, he saw that no one in the tent paid attention to him, so he immediately opened the curtain and walked in.

"Kosha, we've got a weapon, but not much."

Looking at Kosha, who was lying on the bed, not knowing what to think, the man spoke again.

"Well, you have done dangerous things, hard work."

"Well, it doesn't matter!"

With that, the room fell silent again.

Kosha crossed his arms behind his head and looked up at the top of the tent with a worried expression.

"Kosha, what's wrong, what are you thinking?"

Hearing this, Kosha slowly closed his eyes and said in pain.

"This country is no longer in order, King Kobra has not found any way to save the country until now, he has watched his people die in this great drought one by one, and his royal capital is still performing a miracle on earth."

"Since the king is gone, then this country, no matter what, can no longer maintain peace, and although many people have joined us now, we don't have enough weapons and food, and we can't support the huge number of people at all.

As for the dancing fans..."

With that, Kosha sat up straight, shook his head at the door, and continued.

"Forget about robbing the water vapor from the royal capital with dancing powder, but we can also prepare some, and when the time comes, we can't let the warriors who join us die of thirst...

As for weapons, go to the underworld and find JOKER to buy some, the more expensive it is, we want to change the country, we can't do it without weapon support.

Let's accumulate strength first, we are now compared to the Kingdom Army, and the gap in numbers is still very large!"

"Yes!"

The man bowed to Kosha and exited the tent, looking up at the sky.

[The weapons there are not cheap in JOKER, I hope that a large order will be a little discounted...]

Thinking of this, this person took out the phone bug in his arms and called Joker, a subordinate of the middleman.

...

And the birds that were walking in the desert also encountered an unexpected situation.

Looking at the tornado that suddenly blew in the desert in front of him, Asuka stroked his chin and shook his head vigorously, Klockdahl, this guy, is the meeting gift so big.

"Huh~Huh~"

While Asuka was thinking about how to greet Klockdahl, Sharon had already succeeded in devouring Asuka and the criminals behind him.

Five minutes passed.

The landscape here has long been rewritten into another shape by the salon scroll, and the hundreds of millions of elders and millions of elders who have been caught by the birds and are about to be sent to prison are lying quietly in the sand, and the water in their bodies has been sucked dry by Klockdal, looking like they can't die anymore.

"The patron saint of Alabastan, the king of the desert, the king of the Seven Martial Seas - Shaklokdar, there are many titles."

Asuka rose from the sand, slowly lit a cigar for himself, and quietly looked at Klockdahl, who was swinging his POSS in front of him.

Well?

Is there one else alive?

Looking at the bird emerging from the sand, Klockdahl's brow furrowed slightly, but then his brow stretched out again, just a larger miscellaneous fish.

"Whew!"

Asuka spat lightly on the smoke and looked at Klockdal with a puzzled expression.

"Hero Klockdahl, what are you doing here, are you here to be a hero again?"

Klockdahl looked at the masked guy, who was always chirping cigars in front of him, and suddenly the corners of his mouth itched, and he immediately took out a cigar from his cloak and put it on the corner of his mouth, and began to stop itching.

"Hide your head and show your tail, and destabilize the trash fish in Alabastan."

Asuka looked at Klockdahl, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, then he clenched his cigar, clenched his fists, and began to trot.

"Trash fish, not the same magnitude as myself."

Klockdahl looked at the masked man running towards him with a look of disdain.

Vague steps, weak fists, except for the fact that the body is a little tall, how do you look like a straw bale.

Thinking of this, Klockdahl stretched out his arms, closed his eyes, and the golden hook in his right hand began to slowly gather sand, and he decided to let the masked man in front of him feel the despair, and then stabbed him.

Burst!

Asuka didn't cover the domineering right fist and directly punched Klockdahl's body into a hole.

Looking at the slowly flowing sand in the hole, Asuka frowned slightly.

[Lao Shakai Construction Company will definitely be able to make a fortune. 】

After complaining, Asuka looked at Klockdahl, who was still there with his eyes closed and pretending to be an elder, pulled the corners of his mouth, and quickly opened a small door in the air with his left hand, and then put his left hand in to explore.

Then, Asuka pulled his wet left hand out of the air gate and smiled siniverly at Klockdahl.

"Crocodall, fly for you."

As he spoke, Asuka clenched his left hand into a fist and smashed it into Klockdahl's chin.

"Ahem~"

After spitting out a large mouthful of blood, Klockdahl rolled his eyes and flew into the sky.

...

Asuka put his hand on his forehead to block out the glare of the sunlight, and watched as Klockdahl flew into the sky and then slammed into the ground.

Bang!

Looking at the large human-shaped pit that appeared on the sand dune, Asuka shook his head slightly.

This guy is so lax that he actually takes an unknown enemy for a fool.

The bird crouched on the edge of the pit, and after waiting for a while, he finally saw Klockdal crawling out of it.

At this time, the desert sword formed by Klockdahl's right hand was also scattered, his cloak was also destroyed, and his jaw was also dislocated...

Looking at the rather miserable Klockdahl, Asuka shook his head and said with a sigh on his face.

"Your Majesty's Seven Martial Seas-Shaklokdal isn't doing well?"

Klockdahl ignored the bird, feeling the wetness coming from his chin, reaching out and rubbing it gently, then putting it to his mouth and licking it with his tongue.

"Black tea??"

"Oh! I'm a black tea man who eats black tea fruits."

"It turned out to be a Devil Fruit powerhouse, so I'm really careless."

"Idiot!"

Katsa!

After hearing the masked man say that he was an idiot, Klockdahl directly bit the newly lit cigar in his mouth in two and looked at him with a gloomy face.

"Boy, don't think that you can reach the pinnacle of life by eating the Devil Fruit."

As he spoke, Klockdahl transformed his body into sand, and instantly came to the bird, and the golden hook in his left hand hooked towards the bird's neck.

The bird leaned back slightly, dodged the Klockdal hook, and then slipped his left hand into Smuj's with a little black tea, and then hammered it down on Klockdahl's back.

Bang!

Looking at Klockdahl, who was lying on the ground again, Asuka pursed his lips and told him that he was a black tea fruit ability, so why didn't he have a long memory.

...

Well!

！

This time Klockdahl did have a long memory, and after taking two punches in a row, he found that the guy in front of him had very good physical skills, plus this troublesome black tea ability...

Thinking of this, Klockdahl spat out the sand in his mouth and slowly stood up from the ground.

"Phew!"

"The power of trouble!"

With that, Klockdahl sanded himself directly and came behind the bird.

"Arc Moon Dune!"

Klockdahl slashed at the stark with a crescent-shaped sand blade that turned his left arm into a crescent moon.

After all, he was an experienced pirate, and after suffering two losses in melee combat, Klockdahl went directly to the bird not far and began to unleash a ranged attack.

Looking at the [masked man] who dodged his attacks, Klokdal was not surprised at all, after all, that guy's strength was not bad among the miscellaneous fish.

But here in the desert...

This is my home turf...

"Desert Sword!"

Another huge sand slash slashed towards the bird.

"Alas!"

Looking at this slash, which is not big or small, the bird sighed softly, this guy of the sand crocodile still didn't reassure himself.

Shave!

A dodge, came to Lao Sha's back, the bird covered his hands with domineering, ten fingers slightly bent, in the form of tiger claws, palms together, towards the position of Lao Sha's back heart.

Ten fingers.

Rumble~

A huge blast of air was released from the bird's palm and hit Klockdahl in the back of the heart.

Suddenly, Klockdahl felt like he was about to have angina.

Poof.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person began to fly forward.

...

After a few moments, Crocodall, who was seriously injured, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly stood up from the rubble.

This damn guy is so fast.

"Desert Vajra Sword!"

Thinking of this, Klockdahl no longer had the intention of playing with the other party, and directly began to put up his ultimate.

I saw Klockdahl turn his hands into four large sand blades and attack the birds.

Then, behind these four big sand blades, four more followed, and four followed by four...

Klockkodar decides to chop the masked man into pulp.

"Huh!"

Asuka looked at the overwhelming sand blade, grinned, and then the muscles of his right foot tensed, and he began to put his foot in place.

The slashing wave of Lanjiao's feet, after touching the huge sand blade of the Vajra Treasure Knife, let out a loud roar.

Boom ~ Boom ~ Boom ~ Boom~

....

An hour passed...

The two guys who are fighting each other in the air, and they are still playing long-range moves there.

Boom ~ Boom ~ Boom ~ Boom~

The loud explosion, not far from here, is clearly audible.

Klockdahl knew that the masked man's physical skills were not weak, so he simply wrapped himself in a tornado.

And the bird saw that Klocodahl was very cheerful, and he followed suit.

...

Another hour passed...

Klockdahl is now wondering how the blue slashing wave looks like Arashi's feet???

As a sea thief who has traveled through the Great Voyage, he also knows what Lanjiao looks like.

It's just that he hasn't seen Lanjiao for a long time, and he's almost forgotten about it.

CP people??

...

ps: This chapter is really difficult to write, delete and change.

Lao Sha's combat power was made low by me for a while, and high for a while...

Alas...

The main reason is that Lao Sha's bounty is too scary... If the combat power is lowered, I am afraid of being scolded, and if it is raised, I am afraid of being scolded.

[There is also a night of... Send it later...]

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