Pirate's Brood Order

Chapter 419 Uncontrollable

“Criminal evidence is just a protest from the cowardly in front of Klockdal. Rather than searching for evidence and not pleased, we should directly smash all kinds of criminal evidence and spread it in the form of rumors, just like what he did to His Majesty Cobra. “Smogg grabbed his palm, slowly crushed the stone in his hand into pieces and floated in the air, hit the nail on the head: “The long drought and the large-scale rainfall of the rain have brought Alabastan back to life and completely Cobra nailed to the coffin of shame!”

“So, if the rainstorm suddenly dries up and everything falls into the past, and the continuous drought and the scorching sun re-enter their heads, will the people realize that they have been deceived?” Smogg said in a cold voice analysis: “It will definitely be. Yes, because what the people want is not the truth. They are like a pair of piles of dry wood, which can be ignited with only a small amount of sparks. Their emotions of being manipulated need a channel to vent!”

“Once, they pointed the finger at Your Majesty Cobra, but now, who do they point the finger at?” Smogg breathed the smell of dancing powder that seemed to have diffused in the air: “Who lives in the high seat of God? ‘Above, whoever will be the gate of the catharsis!””

“Yes, this has nothing to do with the truth. This is the nature of the people. How much they expect of you, they will inevitably hold more harsh and anger!” Weiwei added coldly, and Cobra’s death made him feel right. The ignorance of the people of Alabastan is desperate.

“However, if this is the case, the people will suffer again, and many people will die in the drought!” Bell said with hesitation, lips stammering.

“This is the suffering they should endure, as a confession to Her Majesty Cobra!” Weiwei said coldly: “The illusion of peace woven in conspiracies and lies must be exposed to the bloody ugliness, so as not to let the already The dead are wronged in vain, and Klockdal must pay the price!”

“Don’t hesitate, do you hope that His Majesty Cobra will be nailed to the pillar of shame forever, and let Krokdal accept the call and praise of the people?” Smogg’s eyes showed the murderous intent, and he said grimly: “Justice” It is for the dead to rest in peace, even if more living people’s blood is poured out for this, this is the right way!”

Bale had cold and hateful eyes at Shang Smog and Vivi. For a long time, he bit his teeth and said: “Yes, I can’t let Majesty Cobra’s coffin soak in sewage, and the wronged soul can’t get peace. .”

“Very good!” Smog rubbed the hilt of the sword slung around his waist. It was a broken sword that had been recast. He exhaled a boiling breath from his chest. “Klockdal is familiar with this trick. Therefore, he must also understand that any verbal explanation in front of the’truth’ is pale and weak!'”

Smogg drew his sword out of its sheath, and the cold and sharp blades flickered, and the tragic face of Dasqi appeared in his mind. He said every word: “As long as he appears in front of me, I will definitely kill him by myself. Kill him!”

He turned his head to face Bell and said, “I will send a warship to the East China Sea. I want you to follow the ship and continuously transport the raw materials of dancing fans to Alabastan.”

At the other end of the monitoring screen, Yarlin faintly stared at the projection screen, grinning at the corners of his mouth, exposing neat white teeth and exclaiming: “Very well, Smogg, you are very advanced, since you are so eager to kill Ke Rockdale, then I will generously give you the priority of revenge, and I will be determined to arrange a fair duel for the two of you that will not be disturbed by others!”

“A fair duel?” Daz Bonis touched his bald head and approached from behind. He is in an embarrassing situation now, like an abandoned son abandoned by the Baroque studio, and he has not fully surrendered to Yarlin. Wandering around the pyramid to the limit, of course, he usually stands quietly in front of the surveillance screen watching.

Obviously Yarlin’s design worked. Smogg, who was dazzled by anger, was like a mad dog biting the tail of a crocodile desperately.

“One-on-one life-and-death duel!” Yallin glanced at Darz Bowness and explained: “The chips on the scales are symmetrical. Only fights in the arena can be beautiful. I have to take care of the other one who likes. The bastard in the big pink feathers, to make sure he doesn’t come to disrupt the game!”

“In that case, Smogg has to thank you.” Daz Bonis sneered.

“Isn’t it? I have paid so much behind my back. Isn’t it worthy of their thanks?” Yarlin turned to look at Sendu walking in with a phone worm in his hand, and said quietly to Daz Bonis.

Daz Bowness has a deeper understanding of Yallin’s shamelessness and insidiousness. Generally speaking, this is a sand crocodile who likes to hibernate behind the dark and arrange black hands, waiting for opportunities, once exposed. , It must be a deadly moment of murderous intent.

This is a black anaconda that is more insidious than a sand crocodile, with deadly venom hidden in its fangs!

Daz Bowness swept across this terrifying underground lair, and then focused on the phone worm in Sendu’s hands, his eyelids throbbed and added in his heart: “And it’s even more weird and unfathomable!”

Gulugulu…

“Look!” Yarlin answered the call worm with a meaningful smile on his face: “Your original master has already smelled the danger, and finally can’t help it!”

Yarlin connected the phone, listening to the silent voice on the other side, only deep breathing, he seemed to have sketched in his mind a crocodile breathing deeply, and his sharp blood bowl opened on the phone worm.

He grinned with a bright smile, not as if facing a life or death enemy, as if facing an old friend who had not been in touch for a long time, and said earnestly: “Hey, the opposite is the respected king Qiwuhai, the patron saint of Alabastan. Mr. Klockdale? This call hasn’t been ringing for a long time since I died…Haha~”

On the other side, Krokdal, who was holding the phone bug, listened to the familiar voice and accent from the phone, and also sketched a poisonous python that was “hissing” and vomiting a snake letter in his mind. He licked his lips with the same expression on his face. With a cold smile, the old friend said in greeting: “When von Kray and Doflamingo told me that you were not dead, I didn’t believe it, but now, when I hear your voice, I can finally Confirm, you are indeed alive again!”

“I’m glad you are still alive, Colonel Yallin!” Klockdal sent a sincere greeting from the heart.