Robust Mage in One Piece

On the square of the City of Seven Waters, surrounded by a group of rifles in their hands, like a navy facing a major enemy, on the other side of the navy there are a group of citizens watching the excitement.

Among these people, the navy rifle pointed at a murloc with a sturdy body but a bloodied head and a harpoon stuck in his chest. He was the world’s number one shipbuilder, Kong Ming once Murloc Tom who came to visit the City of Seven Waters in person.

Beside Tom Murloc, there was Frankie with light blue hair kneeling on the ground, painful and runny, and iceberg with dark blue hair also kneeling on the ground.

"Frankie..." Tom let out a heavy gasp, and looked down at his disciple, "What did you say, ‘not my ship’, as a boat builder, I can’t say that..."

"So what?" Frankie retorted loudly, "I regret it now..."

With that, Frankie bowed his head and shed tears, "If there weren't those boats, no one would have been injured!"

"Listen well, Frankie! When any boat is built, there can be no good or evil..."

As he said, Tom the Murloc reached out to hold the harpoon inserted in his chest, and pulled it out of his body forcefully. The blood ran down the wound that was injured again, but he looked nonchalant. thing.

"It doesn't matter what kind of ship you can build in the future, but..."

Murloc Tom looked at Frankie who was kneeling on the ground with a serious face, "Even if the ship you build hurts others, even if he destroys the world, when everyone hates the ship you built. As the owner who built it, you must love him. Because only the person who built it has no qualifications and stand to deny it! You are not allowed to blame the ship you built, understand?"

Frankie knelt on the ground, eyes full of tears, and looked at Tom Murloc with trembling.

"... The man has to stand up his chest for the boat he built!"

Speaking of this shipbuilder's declaration, Tom Murloc took another violent breath, and then continued in a low tone, "Iceberg, Frankie, don't interfere with what happens next, absolutely don't..."

Frankie with light blue hair and Bingberg with dark blue hair looked up at the same time and looked at Tom Murloc with surprised eyes.

Then, Murloc Tom suddenly turned around and rushed to a man in a black trench coat and smoky makeup who was standing aside watching the excitement. He bowled himself in the astonishment of his face. A big fist hit his face.

boom!

The man in the black trench coat was knocked to the ground with a punch without any resistance.

"Mr. Tom..."

Frankie and Bingberg exclaimed again.

"Tom is making trouble..."

"Run..."

Seeing Tom the Murloc directly hit the people of the world government, the spectators on the scene exclaimed for a while, and then fled to a place they thought was safe.

"Mr. Tom, you can't do it anymore, if you do it again..."

Before Bingberg could finish his words, Tom the Murloc had already picked up the collar of the black trench coat on the ground, and raised his big fist again.

"You **** fellow, can you understand the pain of a shipbuilder's innocent ship being used for bad things?"

The black windbreaker looked at Tom the Murloc's **** face, and shouted in fear, "Shoot, shoot me..."

"No shooting!"

Before the navy could execute the order, another voice rang out from the periphery of the square. With the rapid footsteps, a man wearing a white windbreaker and sunglasses walked in with his head tall, behind him, yes A group of armed men in white trench coats and short guns.

The group of white windbreakers that rushed into the square immediately attracted everyone's attention, including Tom Murloc, who was pressing the black windbreaker to the ground and preparing to punch him again.

"No one is allowed to shoot!"

The white windbreaker with sunglasses said as he took out a certificate from his chest, opened it and showed it to the surrounding navy, "CP6, Wisler..."

While this white windbreaker showed his credentials to the surroundings, he stepped forward to Judge George, who was tall and thin, and placed the credentials in his hands and a document signed by the five old stars on the table.

"I was ordered to take over Tom, the criminal who built the ship for Roger, the Pirate King."

"No!"

Before Judge George could speak, the black trench coat that was pressed by Tom the Murloc on the ground had already begun to struggle violently, "Tom the Murloc is my criminal, he must follow me back to the Judicial Island!"

"Ahhhhh..."

The man with sunglasses turned his head, and gently pressed his own sunglasses with his index finger, as if he had just noticed the black windbreaker, and said in a surprised tone, "Isn't this Spandam? Your face is What's wrong? Did you finally find that you have grown too much to affect the appearance of the city, so did you go for plastic surgery? You look much more pleasing to the eye now than before."

"Wesler, you **** bastard!" The black windbreaker twisted his body vigorously, trying to free himself from Tom the Murloc, "I tell you, don't want to take my credit this time, Tom is me The prisoner, what I did was approved by the five old stars, you are not qualified to come and grab someone from me!"

"You said you got the permission of the five old stars for what you did?" Wesler stretched his hands. "Is there any evidence?"

"Evidence..." The black windbreaker blinked, "This is the password given to me by the five old stars."

"Oh... it turned out to be the password!" Wesler made a meaningful voice, then looked up and down the black windbreaker with contempt, "Spandam, you've always used the password of the five old stars to cheat since you were a child. People are so old now, haven't this habit been changed yet?"

"I didn't lie!"

"Is there any evidence?"

"..."

"But I have the evidence, and it is the warrant issued by the five old stars himself," Wesler looked at Spandham on the ground triumphantly, "the kind signed by the five old stars."

"How is this possible, this task was clearly won by me..." Spandham looked desperate.

"It's okay, you can continue to do your task." Wesler lowered his head and leaned over and patted Spandam's face with his hand. "Let's do our own tasks, without hindering each other!"

With that, Wesler lowered his head and whispered to Spandham’s ear, "I came to grab your mission on purpose, and I also deliberately watched this murloc hit you in the face before pinching time. What can you do to me if you come in to stop it?"

Wesler's smile was bright, and people who didn't know thought he was on a good relationship with Spandham.

"Although I took Tom away, didn't his studio keep it for you? You can search it, maybe you will find the drawing of Pluto?"

"You **** bastard!" Spandam pushed **** Tom the Murloc's hand, desperately struggling to stand up, "I want to fight you, you wait for me..."

"Idiot!" Wesler gently dusted his body, with a triumphant smile on his face looking at the tall lanky old man sitting behind the trial table, "Ignore this guy with a brain problem, Judge George, Let's continue..."