Chapter Seventy-Two: A Chance Encounter
Shi Yu wandered around the city alone and leisurely, enjoying this rare leisure time.
"Yo, little brother, look at what you're wearing, are you from that mysterious samurai country, Wano Country?"
Just when Shi Yu was sitting by a flower bed, eating and watching the excitement, a middle-aged man in a doctor's costume and a white coat walked up to Shi Yu's side and asked with a smile.
Shi Yu glanced at the other party and nodded casually, "Yes, I am indeed from the country of Wano." ”
"Hahaha, I've wanted to meet the samurai for a long time, but I didn't expect to see you here today, hello, I'm Warwick, from the Great Voyage, and I'm a doctor who is dedicated to the pursuit of medical skills."
Warwick grabbed Shi Yu's hand very familiarly and shook it, "I heard that Wano Country is an extremely closed country, and there are very few people who will go abroad, how about it, little brother, can you talk to me about Wano Country, especially about the magic of Heno Country." ”
Shi Yu finished all the snacks in his hand, and carefully glanced at the man in front of him, "There's nothing to say, Wano Country is just a closed country after all, and all technologies are relatively backward, and the current Wano Country is a country ruled by Kaido, except for the advanced weapon manufacturing technology, there is nothing worth saying." ”
After speaking, Shi Yu was about to get up and leave, the man in front of him gave him a very bad feeling, he didn't want to have any deep involvement with the other party.
"Hahaha, don't be in a hurry to leave, little brother, no, it's a super rookie pirate with a bounty of 212 million Bailey, the flood of the original Hundred Beast Pirates, the rain of the sky and the moon!"
Warwick's eyes flashed with wisdom, and he grabbed Shi Yu's hand, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a mysterious smile, "I have a very interesting plan, do you want to hear about it?" ”
Shi Yu looked back at Warwick, a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes, "I'm not interested in hearing what interesting plans you say, and besides, let me go, otherwise I'm going to be unkind." ”
The invisible momentum spilled out of Shi Yu's body and pressed towards Warwick.
Feeling Shi Yu's momentum, Warwick let go of the hand holding Shi Yu with a grin, and slowly took two steps back, "Hahaha, little ghost, believe me, we will meet again soon." ”
As he spoke, the man slowly disappeared in front of Shi Yu's eyes.
"Who the hell is this guy? It always feels like something big is going to happen. However, I hope you don't provoke me, or I'll make you regret it. ”
Shi Yu muttered to himself and continued to wander around.
At a church in the city, Warwick sits with a man dressed in a black priest's uniform in a room completely encased in a black mirror.
"See that little ghost?"
The man in a black priest's uniform sat on the throne, slowly brewing a pot of tea, and asked in a flat tone.
"Yes, Lord Gabriel." Warwick replied with great respect.
"yes, do you think that kid will do what we planned?"
Gabriel took the bubbled tea, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Warwick.
Warwick trembled excitedly and took the tea handed by Gabriel, smelled the tea intoxicatedly, and then drank it all from him.
"Hmm.........."
When the tea was in, Warwick couldn't help but moan, and closed his eyes to reveal a look of great enjoyment.
Gabriel sat in his seat, nonchalantly waiting for Warwick.
After a long time, Warwick opened his eyes and looked at Gabriel with excitement and gratitude, "Thank you, Lord Gabriel, for the gift!" ”
Gabriel waved his hand, poured out another cup of tea, and took a small sip to taste it.
"Master Gabriel, our plan is foolproof, and when the time comes, even if that imp doesn't want to go according to the plan we have arranged. This time, we will definitely be able to take out Pope Theron, and then you will reign over the entire kingdom of St. Louis! ”
Gabriel held the teacup and looked nonchalantly at Warwick, who looked like a fanatic, "Don't be too confident, Warwick, as long as the plan hasn't worked out, you can't relax." Go ahead, keep keeping an eye on Theron, I don't want any surprises, you know. ”
Feeling Gabriel's serious and cold gaze, Warwick suddenly knelt on one knee and patted his chest with his hand, "Please rest assured, Lord Gabriel!" We will do everything in our power to help you become the new pope of St. Louis! ”
With that, Warwick quickly exited the room and left the church.
When Warwick left, Gabriel pulled a phone bug out of his bosom and made a call.
After a while, the phone bug was connected, and the voice of a rough man rang out from it.
"Hahaha, what's the matter, Gabriel, what's the matter? Lao Tzu is enjoying it, if it is not something important, Lao Tzu will hang up. ”
Gabriel frowned at the man's rude and vulgar words, "Trippier, the plan is about to begin, I don't want you to delay my plan because of some stupid thing, do you hear?" ”
When Trippier heard this, he burst into a wild laugh, and a female scream flashed through the phone bug.
"Hahaha, Gabriel, you bastard, are you threatening me! Don't forget! Lao Tzu and you are a cooperative relationship, not your subordinates! Talking to Lao Tzu like this, be careful that Lao Tzu screws your head off first! ”
"Angry!"
When Gabriel heard this, the blue tendons on his forehead flared up, and a golden halo loomed above his head, but soon, Gabriel calmed down again, "Hmph, Trippier, since you know that we are collaborators, then you should know that this plan cannot be lost." ”
"Hmph, I know, I don't need you to remind me. If there is nothing else, Lao Tzu will hang! A rare good mood is ruined by you! ”
After saying that, the phone bug was hung up directly.
Gabriel stared at the phone bug with a gloomy expression, "Pirates will always be pirates, and they will always be so vulgar, stupid, and greedy!" Gabriel stood up slightly, "But it is because of your stupidity and greed that it is easier to take advantage of. ”
With that, Gabriel's figure slowly turned into a golden light and disappeared into the black room, leaving only a few golden feathers falling on the black marble floor.
At St. Peter's Church in St. Louis, Trippier threw a naked and mentally ill nun aside, lifted his pants, and took the black captain's coat on one side and draped it casually, "Hahaha, the nuns in this country are really more comfortable than the other, and I really like this country!" ”
"Boss! The brothers are all ready, just waiting for your orders! ”
A tall, bald man with a machete on his shoulder, a scar running through his face, and an eye patch walked up to Trippier's side with a serious expression.
"Ah, I see, tell Finet, kill that idiot Draconian, and throw him into Pope Theron's room. Next, it's time to watch the show, hahaha! ”