Chapter 149: Armed Colors Don't You Want Money?!

In fact, Randle's meaning seems to be very clear, that is, to let Klockdahl sign the contract.

But Klockdahl is used to being arrogant, and he doesn't think about it at all, and subconsciously wants to take the initiative.

So when he saw the soldiers, his eyes lit up.

He sneered:

"Lieutenant General Randall, you are indeed strong.

But your soldiers are a little too vulnerable.

In a battle of our level, if they get involved in a battle like ours, they will die."

Klockdahl felt that this sentence was enough to hold Randle's death hole, but Randle's performance was beyond his expectations.

I saw that Randall didn't even roll his eyes, he didn't show any nervousness, and said in a flat voice:

"Oh? Really?"

This sentence "yes" made Klockdahl confused.

Isn't your reaction so flat?

Klockdahl felt that even if Randall wasn't the kind of boss who loved his subordinates, even if it was for the sake of face, he would definitely keep his subordinates.

But what does this careless gesture mean now?

Whether he really didn't care, or did it deliberately to show him, so that he would no longer hold on, Klockdahl was a little unsure.

However, his eyes rolled, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

"Hehe, what a good sir, don't you care about the life and death of your subordinates at all?

I'm afraid that if they die in front of you, you won't even blink an eye.

But I was naïve."

The deck was already quiet, and Klockdahl's words were specially raised so that the soldiers could hear them clearly.

But Klockdahl was immediately disappointed to find that the soldiers hadn't even blinked an eye.

He was stunned again, what is the situation?

Do these soldiers really see death as if they were home?

But he didn't expect that the soldiers who were still on the deck had been saved by Randall before that.

Let them sacrifice their lives for others, they don't want to, but this object is changed to Randall, and they don't hesitate.

Moreover, in such a dangerous situation before, Randall chose to save them, how could he send their lives out like this?

Klockdahl's deliberate words sounded like a fart to them.

At this point, Randall took a deep breath and said:

"It looks like I beat it lightly before, and I have to fight it again."

Seeing that Randall really had no scruples, he was ready to make a move, and Klockdahl was in a hurry.

"You forced me!"

He leaned down as fast as he could, his palms pressed against the deck.

"Erosion reincarnation!"

This trick doesn't say anything, it's just a water absorption and sand.

Once this trick is used successfully, everything within the radius will be drained of water and turned into gravel.

Even if it is as hard as stone and steel, it is difficult to resist the force of sand, let alone a person.

This is a unique wide-area attack of nature.

Not to mention anything else, if this trick is really used by Klockdahl, the entire warship will be completely sand.

Randall and Aquis, naturally, have nothing to do, but the soldiers are really going to do it.

But Klockdahl pressed on the deck for a long time, only to find that nothing had happened.

The power of the Devil Fruit was blocked.

Klockdahl was stunned for a moment, then disbelief, "Hmm! Hmmm!" I tried hard again.

In this scene, there is a constipation that can feel something in the intestines, but when I exert myself, I can't get anything.

No matter how hard Klockdahl tried, it just didn't work.

He was mad in his heart, what the hell was going on?!

His Devil Fruit is out of order?!

Klockdahl looked at it

Gongsha's palm, this is no problem.

Immediately, a flash of lightning flashed through his heart, and he seemed to know why Randall was so calm before.

Now that he can't recruit him, it must be the other party's ghost!

But when did the other party do it? What did you do again?!

Thinking of this, Klockdahl couldn't help but look up at Randall, and there was a fear in his eyes that he didn't even realize it had.

"Isn't it strange why your moves don't work?"

Randall said leisurely.

Hearing this, Klockdahl's eyes moved.

In the next second, he finally knew the answer.

I saw that starting from Randall's feet, a black color rendered towards the surroundings.

It was like a bowl of ink dripping into the clear water, spreading rapidly, staining the entire jar of water black.

In the blink of an eye, the entire deck turned black.

Not only that, but Klockdahl also saw that all the soldiers were surrounded by black smoke and protected them.

This black, of course, he knew what it was.

So he was directly confused.

No, is there such a domineering weapon like you?! It's really not a good thing to be armed with color, right?

Wait a minute! Yes! And he experienced it himself!

A spicy man, he was also confused with the armed color of his face at that time.

He had never seen anyone use the Armed Color so aggressively before.

It's like the armed color doesn't need money, and the noise is flowing out like water!

The fifty-meter-tall giant was covered with an armed color, and he would never forget it in his life.

He thought that a monster like Barrett would be enough on the sea.

Unexpectedly, I saw another Randall today.

Randall's scene at the moment is actually not as grand as the scene shown by Barrett before.

But seeing that Randall's face was calm and relaxed at this time, it was obvious that this was a trivial matter for him.

The complexity of Klockdahl's mind is simply indescribable.

"You armed color, is it legal?"

After being stunned for a long time, Klockdahl held back such a sentence.

Randall didn't have to answer, but walked towards him, and just stood in front of him unguarded.

Seeing this, Klockdahl still looked shocked on the surface, and his heart was full of caution.

In other words, while Randall is defenseless at this moment, what will happen if he breaks out and hurts people?

As long as his palm could touch Randall, he would be able to drain at least one of his arms in an instant.

In this way, Randall's threat to him is greatly reduced.

But he was hesitating when he suddenly heard a crisp voice.

"Brother Randall be careful! The man will do evil."

Christa couldn't hear what Klockdahl was thinking, but she could hear the malice.

was poked in the heart by a little girl on the spot, and Klockdahl couldn't keep it indifferent.

He looked up and looked incomprehensibly at Christa in the distance.

What is the situation, can a little girl in my heart see through it?

Is it true that he Klockdahl has fallen to this?

Randall waved his hand, signaling reassurance, and then said with a smile:

"I still haven't learned it."