One Piece: The Soul Purchasing Pirate

Clockdall smiled slightly after listening.

This time, their captain was able to escape the near-inevitable death. Without that magical explosive power to open the surrounding situation, their end would not have been so good.

The Logan rode the wind and waves, leaving a trail on the surface of the sea, and the three of them lay on the boat and watched as the navy was getting farther and farther behind.

No one came after them, the Navy did not take advantage, like the pirates, who had too much residue to clean up. The rest of the army that fell into the sea, the rescue and rescue work was enough for them to be busy.

When the three returned to the deck and came to Luo Chen's side, they began to groan.

“What a captain, the treatment is at its highest level! ”

Abrite Ryan's open mouth is envious.

Jason and Clockdall held their arms and smiled.

Luo Chen was tied up to resemble a mummy at this moment. His head rested on the little lord's thigh and his breath was filled with scents from the goddess.

“Oops, the captain is so gorgeous. Oh, my God. Ha ha! ”

Chapoulos walked in and laughed.

A general massage is being given to Rochen to promote his blood circulation in order to speed up the recovery of Naryn, staring at Chaporus.

“Don't mess around, he's resting! ”

Then Naryn lowered her head and looked at this young face on the stretcher.

His eyes are closed tightly and his nose is filled with long, rhythmic breaths. This man is tired, he sleeps very heavily. Even the unrighteous screams on the boat kept the latter awake.

At this time, Ro Chen was dreaming that he was on a golden beach.

The red sunset brightens the ocean with a red coat of summer. For his part, he lay in the arms of the Little Lord, taking a break from his eyes, and breathing between them was filled with the scent of the fragrance on the Little Lord, which made people feel refreshed.

In front of it, Nahleen, wearing a bikini, revealed a large white flower back and was stepping forward to test the water. Show your perfect figure with every move.

“What a beautiful picture. ”

Luo Chen's heart was satisfied, his face fluttered with a smile.

Above the sea, unconsciously, the Logan has crossed Angelic waters.

Time has come at night, the half-string moon hangs from the sky, a cool sea breeze array, giving everyone a comfortable feeling.

Luo Chen's injured body had long been moved into the bedroom. At this moment, he was asleep. Next to him, the little master sat in a chair and fell asleep. On the other side, Daz Bonis sits on the floor with his eyes closed and is on guard.

On the deck, the crowd was surrounded in the middle, drinking and eating.

It was a war that exhausted everyone on the Logan, especially the loss of the Dragon Elephant Six brothers, and made them feel heavier.

But in any case, their victory is something to celebrate.

“Trensou, how's your wound? ”

Jason turns around and asks for Trensou, who chews slowly and eats slowly.

“I can't die yet. ”

Trensou looked pale and smiled back.

“Tonight, the moonlight is beautiful! ”

Yoo-hoo, Croquedar's voice comes from one side, a remote corner where the darkness floods the light and only sees its blurred shadows.

“Clockdall. ”

People look past, and the latter comes out of the shadows.

“Be prepared, the navy's mess should have been cleaned up, and there may be some unexpected action ahead. ”

The crew looked at each other and looked a little heavier. They can also imagine that, after all, this is naval territory, and if the other side converges on the remnants, it will soon be able to form an effective attack again.

“The captain is badly wounded, and now we need to pay more attention. ”

Croquedal's low words put the crew to heart.

After dinner, everyone goes to rest and leaves Clockdall to watch the night. The first night off the battlefield, no carelessness.

At midnight, Croquedal, sitting on the observation deck, suddenly opened his eyes and his figure turned into sand as a gust of wind, turning his eyes and coming to the bow.

“Help! ”

“It's Croquedal, great! ”

“Brother Clockdall, help us! ”

With the moonlight shining, the waves shimmer on the sea, and the ships are crippled. Clockdall glanced around and his eyes narrowed.

He saw the wreckage of about two pirate ships on the sea ahead, along with most of the dead pirate corpses carrying debris and fluctuating with the sea. The rest are five or six pirates with a happy face.

Hands waved and sand scattered, turning them into palms and harvesting them one by one on the deck.

“What happened? ”

“Navy! It's the Navy! ”

“It was all the navy, and after leaving Angeli Island, we were careful enough to sail along remote routes in order to avoid the navy's pursuit again. ”

“But who knows yet has not escaped their pursuit! ”

“What's even weirder, these navy humans are scarce! ”

The pirate's mouthful of words stunned Croquedal.

“Humans are few. What do you mean? ”

“They're machines, they're huge robots, they're slow to move, but they can't get in, they're powerful, they're equipped with good weapons, and we're not his opponents! ”

The pirates shouted, recollecting in their speech, full of fear.

“It's a war machine, it's terrible! ”

Such an answer made Croquedal ponder, a moment later, his mouth bent.

“Navy, that's interesting! ”

He then spoke to the six men.

“Stay here and leave with us! ”

With the help of Croquedale, the Six are naturally happy to respond.

The Logan continues its journey and the speed of the evening is somewhat reduced, but it does not affect.

Curiously, after one night of Croquedal vigilance, no navy was found.

At first glance, it was already the morning of the second day.

It wasn't until the next day that the world really blew up.

On an island, in the country, the editor of the news agency, the editor-in-chief is busy.

“Did you write the manuscript? Come on, can't you be more efficient in one night? ”

“This is a big event, a big event that shocks the world! We have to get out of here as soon as possible! ”

“Contact the publishing house and publish 100,000 copies in the first edition. No, 200,000 copies! ”

An order was given by the editors, and the people beneath them were sweating and working fast.

It's only 4: 30 in the morning.

At five o'clock, the first messenger birds flew their wings high with heavy cloth bags on their backs, spraying a newspaper all over the world.

When the first old man to practice in the morning picked up a newspaper from the ground, the world went wild!