One Piece Tyrant Bear

Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be fooled.

This is the conspiracy of this bastard, yes, it must be so, he is stimulating himself.

"Pluto, don't you want it?"

"What's the use of coming? Strength is the fundamental." Xiong shook his head, foreign objects are foreign objects after all, and strength is the fundamental.

If you can't see through this, he will never be a strong man.

Pluto, with the power of those few people, if you want to find it, you will find it long ago.

They disdain to find, because of what, they believe in their own power.

"I will eventually have my limit. What happens if I rely on foreign objects? As long as I win, I will be the winner."

Klockdal always believed in his own point of view, whether it was himself or a foreign object, as long as I win, I am the strong.

Regardless of black and white cats, those who catch mice are good cats.

"Sooner or later you will understand."

Xiong didn't want to say more, he was already addicted to it, no matter what he said, he would not believe it.

This is Krokdal's weakness, trusting himself too much and ignoring others.

Your kindness, in his opinion, is framing him.

"When the time comes, you will regret it."

"I never regret it!" uttered loudly.

Krokdal stared at the bear and slowly said: "What I have done, I am determined to be correct, even if I die for it, I will not change."

"And you, you want to try to confuse me, stop dreaming, Bartholomew, you can't affect me."

My heart is as firm as iron, no one can influence.

"Hey."

Picking up the Bible, Xiong stood up, not wanting to continue talking about this topic.

When the two chatted here, it was a dead end.

Continuing to talk will only make each other uncomfortable. The bear's purpose has been achieved, and Klockdal is uncomfortable, although he looks nothing on the surface, but in his heart, he must be thinking about his own words.

"Then, goodbye."

"No."

Krokdahl was sitting in the chair, tapping his fingers on the table, making a popping noise.

The words of the bear echoed his ears and couldn't be erased.

He didn't want to believe it, but...

"Go away."

Dispelling all thoughts, he strengthened his conviction.

Go ahead, even if the body is broken.

Chapter 442 The War Caused by a Woman

"We are careful not to be discovered by Krokdal."

Slightly lowered his voice and warned the people around him that they were going to blow up the palace, attract the attention of the rebel army, and take the opportunity to do things.

The bomb has been prepared, so she has to give her order, confirm it carefully, and will order it soon.

A man, come out.

The cloak was chic, moving with the wind, the heavy footsteps echoed in his ears, and his face instantly turned pale.

Wei Wei backed away, and everyone around him backed away. The guards protected Wei Wei. They were afraid of the man in front of him.

Horror, dangerous.

The air was filled with dust, he took a step, the surrounding soil, grass and trees turned into dust, rising with the wind.

Surrounding it, like a mist, a mist.

"You are so brave, you want to blow up Lao Tzu's palace, who gives you courage."

With his cigar in his mouth, Krokdahl stared at the woman coldly, and appeared to make trouble again and again.

This is my own subordinate, and finally betrayed myself, useless waste, want to show the last light?

"Moths extinguish the fire and kill themselves."

"Sandstorm."

The rotating sandstorm blows head-on.

Wherever he went, the ground was covered with dust, Krokdal approached step by step, unable to forgive these people.

"This time, how are you going to escape?"

"woman."

Wei Wei was afraid to retreat, and with one move, a few soldiers fell down. The people around him were not his opponents.

She bit her lip tightly to prevent herself from falling.

"It seems that you don't plan to give up, just because I just lack a puppet."

Reaching out, the yellow sand was wrapped around, and it eroded slightly. The ground, piece by piece, became dust.

"Hurry up."

"go."

Fleeing, turning slightly to flee, running all the way, Krokdal leisurely chasing behind.

Along the way, several people were killed, leaving Weiwei alone, standing at the highest point of the palace.

She leaned against the wall, her trembling body kept making her kneel down, and she held on.

"Give up, you have no retreat. Alabastan belongs to Lao Tzu. You are obedient, maybe Lao Tzu will not kill you.