Pirate's Brood Order

Chapter 255 Correct Application of Explosive Fruits

Will he be poisoned?

Arlin touched the dark spots on Mr.3’s skin with his fingertips, and through the dark spots, he felt an extremely cold and twisted force transmitted from the fingertips. His fingernails lightly hooked and the opponent’s epidermis. A hole was easily torn open, revealing dark and turbid blood.

A strong rotten stench permeated from the blood, and the meat under the skin also oozes black, like a rotten and bad meat food.

“It turns out that the rotten smell hasn’t disappeared, but has all been immersed in the blood vessels.” Yarlin thought in his heart.

Mr.3’s eyeballs were bulging, and he was so frightened that he was about to become dead fish-eyes about to fall out of his eye sockets. That kind of rotten meat that seemed to melt waxy wasn’t that he was melting his body, it really seemed to be It’s going to melt.

“If you don’t detoxify, you will really die. Keep me, it will definitely be useful to you.” Mr.3’s teeth were shaking.

“Detoxification?!” Yallin glanced at Mr.3 with a weird look, then flicked his fingertips, and the overflowing black thread re-wrapped Mr.3 and fell on the top of the wall.

“Sorry, I haven’t figured out whether this is poison or not, let alone how to detoxify it.” He was slanderous in his heart, but his face was as usual and calmly said to Mr.3: “You are a wise man, and a wise man. I am accustomed to lying, especially true and false intertwined lies that make it difficult to distinguish between true and false. Therefore, if you want to live, use this time to think about what information can be exchanged for your life to explain.”

“I…..”

“People have to have value while they are alive, and you need time to think carefully.” Yarlin put his index finger to his lips and made a “hush” motion: “If you think about it, tell my lieutenant.”

Bang.

The iron door of the prison was closed, and Yarlin walked to the next cell, and the jailer standing at the door quickly opened the door.

“The companion who lives next door to you may not be able to hold it anymore.” The first words of Yarlin’s opening made Mr.5 feel the bone-chilling cold and extremely vicious malice: “I acted too hard, his injury I am afraid that there is no need for rescue and cure. Compared to him, my actions towards you at the time can be said to be kind and gentle.”

Is it a gentle gesture to be broken three ribs, pierced with a finger hole in the neck, and almost torn off the throat?

Mr.5 swallowed and spit, not daring to refute.

Arlin’s fingers slid across his throat, and the black thread wrapped around his neck loosened to reveal a scarred wound. The edge of the wound had a faint black texture, but it was not obvious.

“If the dark spots are regarded as a toxin, this guy had a wound pierced through my finger, and it should have also been infected with the toxin, but compared to Mr.5, the dose of the same toxin is very small. Why?”

Yarlin had some incomprehension in his mind, and could not think of the reason for the time being, he drew a short dagger from his arms and dug into the scarred wound.

“What are you going to do?” Mr.5 stared at Yarlin in horror, thinking that the other party was going to kill him, and struggling desperately, a breath of gunpowder puffed up from his mouth and nose.

“Noisy!”

Yallin snorted coldly, his palms twisted and pinched Mr.5’s chin, and the top of his hand closed his gums tightly. A puff of black smoke and dust spurted out of the opponent’s ear canal, Yallin held. The knife’s hand roughly dug out the rotten meat on his neck, and then threw it on the ground.

“Not dead!” Mr.5 felt the fiery tingling pain from the wound on his neck. The black thread wrapped around like a needle thread passed through the flesh and sutured the wound. A look of error appeared on his face before he looked at a piece of rotten meat on the ground. .

Said rotten meat is actually more like a pool of blackened blood clots, thrown on the ground by Yallin, shattered like jelly and turned into a pool of rancid acid water.

Mr.5’s IQ seems not enough. It seems that he didn’t notice any abnormality in his wounds. On the one hand, it was because the dark spots were inconspicuous and were wrapped in black calluses. On the other hand, it might be because he even got into his brain. With explosives, the brain capacity is not so sufficient.

“It has become a pool of acid water.”

Yallin stared at the black water on the ground. The smell in his nostrils was like the sour smell of burning garbage bags. He cleaned the blood stains on the dagger. There was no abnormality on the dagger, so he looked at it. The panic-stricken Mr.5 opened his mouth and said: “After my adjutant interrogated you and your companions, the analysis pointed out that Mr.3’s position in the Baroque studio is relatively high, and it is likely that he has squeezed into the core layer and can know and contact. To get more confidential information; and your Mr.5 ranks behind your companions from the code name, and does not seem to be able to reach the core information, so he thinks that your value to us is far less than Mr.3, In other words, it is to suggest that I kill you. Do you have any different opinions?”

“…” Mr.5’s expression was about “囧”, his mouth, nose and eyes twisted and wrinkled into a ball and hurriedly said: “No, don’t kill me, I can betray the Baroque studio and do things for you.”

“You betrayed so simply, how can I trust you?” Yarlin fiddled with the dagger flexibly, threatening: “Tell me Mr. 0’s identity.”

“I don’t know the identity of Mr. 0, the president is very mysterious, and basically doesn’t show people in his true colors.” Mr. 5’s face changed in blue and white, and he said in a deep voice: “The Baroque Studio is a criminal company. There are very few diehards, believe me, I really want to betray the Baroque studio.”

Yarlin has determined in his heart that Mr.5 is an arrears of IQ, “Don’t be nervous, I think your ability still has some development value, so I decided to leave your life as a researcher for the time being. ”

“R&D personnel?!” Mr.5 didn’t know what the hell it was, all he would do was kill.

“Yes, booger bombs are too disgusting, and they are not very applicable. I need you to help me develop and improve the power of gunpowder and shells.” Yallin felt that the real value of explosive fruits should not lie in personal fighting. Instead, the ability of this kind of fruit should be combined with gunpowder shells as a strong boost, so as to develop a large number of more powerful lethal weapons.

Although the power of the Crimson Cannonball (formerly Bucky Ball) was considerable, it was far from what Yarlin thought a real cannonball should possess.

“Why, you don’t want to?” Yarlin said an octave in his voice.

“I am willing, I am very willing.” Mr.5’s head is shaking like a rattle, what a joke, how dare he say a word in this case.

“Very good!” Yallin felt that Mr.5 was still very knowledgeable and witty, turned and left the cell, leaving Mr.5 feeling like he was soaked in cold sweat.