The arrogant and high-profile history of the richest pirate

The sun was setting.

The top floor of the geisha house, in the open-air swimming pool.

Chaos was soaking in the bathtub in beach shorts, and two young ladies in cool clothes were kneeling on the shore, peeling grapes and giving a massage.

Wearing heart sunglasses, Chaos looked at the gradually setting sun and the bustling streets.

Based on this scenery, it can only be said that it is worthy of the presidential suite.

Bacala was lying on a deck chair not far away, and she was served by someone before, but she refused.

With a casual glance, his eyes were full of contempt for that man.

At this time the Navy Division.

A warship was docked at a closed port, and He led a group of generals off the ship, his expression unclear whether he was happy or angry.

Ten minutes later, the sofa and chairs in Shagmi's office were full of people.

Shagmi has already told the ins and outs.

"That guy is still as arrogant as ever."

Crane frowned, not surprised after hearing what Xia Gemi said.

The opponent didn't kill a sea soldier, but just stunned with the overlord's color, which meant that he didn't want to conflict with the navy.

As for the reward for the eighth place, this is not a request once or twice.

Back then, the Shemale King, the Tyrant, and the Dancing Queen became responsible, and that guy did the same thing, forcing the navy to offer a reward, fearing that others would not know that the richest group had added a new responsible person.

This kind of thinking and brain circuit can only be done by that man.

What Crane is now considering is whether to attack the Golden Emperor. If it were a year ago, she would have done so, but now she is not sure that she can win the opponent.

The current Golden Emperor is no longer what it used to be.

Combat power cannot be underestimated.

In the past six months, even Kaido and Charlotte Lingling can only swallow it in their stomachs at a disadvantage, and they don't want to be tortured.

The opponent has grown up completely!

And it's fast.

Yao Xiang hadn't met for the first time, the other party sensed her breath and fled away.

Now

It's hard to say!

Crane wondered if he was getting old.

"Golden Emperor, you are too deceitful!"

"He asked us to offer a reward? What is it?"

"I propose, go and catch that guy and imprison him in Advance City now."

There is a major general with a gloomy face, and the Golden Emperor is undoubtedly slapping the navy in the face.

Many generals spoke righteously, and almost all agreed to take action against the Golden Emperor.

Only Huoshaoshan, Flying Squirrel and the others frowned and thought, if the Golden Emperor was so easy to catch, then the Warring States General would have caught it a few years ago.

The noise below did not affect He's thinking, she was calculating gains and losses.

In the end, he sighed secretly.

It's eventful now.

The Navy has been unable to draw other forces, because compared to the mere Golden Emperor, the threat of the Roger Pirates is now the greatest.

If you want to catch the Golden Emperor, you have to be the one that kills with one hit, the one that is foolproof.

Otherwise, angering the opponent and jumping over the wall, using the true power of the golden fruit, then the navy will be in danger of being overthrown.

Before he came, Kong let He make his own decisions according to the form, because he knew that He was very calm and cared about the overall situation, and he knew that He would not do it easily.

Kong also agreed not to do anything.

What's more, there were no casualties in the branch. As for the so-called threat, it was not a threat at all.

After all, if this goes on like this, even if the Golden Emperor doesn't ask the navy, he will definitely offer a reward. In other words, the Golden Emperor just took off his pants and farted.

So when Chaos was procuring identity certificates for other officers, many people in the Navy thought that the Golden Emperor was a weirdo, or that he was a little out of order.

Reminiscent of some of the code of conduct of the Golden Emperor, it is even more certain that he is not a normal person!

Crane's only worry is that the Golden Emperor has other purposes for coming to the Chambord Islands.

But after thinking about it, I can't guess it.

The next day, afternoon!

Cloudless, is a rare good weather.

On the open-air top floor of a certain coffee shop, Chaos is wearing rainbow-colored beach shorts, with his bare upper body showing his eight-pack abs and tendons, and wearing pink heart-shaped sunglasses. newspaper, nodding from time to time while drinking coffee.

Looks like he's in a good mood.

The newspaper in his hand is nothing but Baccarat's reward.

Compared with Chaos' happy expression, Bacala looked at the newspaper in his hand, his lips turned white as if he was dying of illness, his lifeless despair, just looking at it could not help but make people feel pitiful.

The eighth in charge of the richest group.

Lucky in charge of Bacala.

Titled Queen of Luck.

A reward of 280 million is offered.

It was also accompanied by a black and white photo. I don’t know where the navy took it secretly. This is the only thing Bacara is satisfied with, because this photo makes her very beautiful.

Look at that beautiful face, wine-red cascading hair, graceful figure, charming and enchanting temperament, it is simply killing the old and the weak, women and children.

What the hell!

Is now the time to think about this?

Bacala threw the newspaper on the ground angrily. Now she is offered a reward of 280 million. Didn't she say that 100 million was the starting point?

The most important thing is that she has become the eighth richest man in the group.

It was still unilateral, without her consent at all.

serious infringement.

She just wants to go to the Navy Division to explain clearly that she was forced.

But it seems too late.

I'm afraid that when she goes to the navy branch, what awaits her is tears behind bars.

It was really yellow mud falling off the crotch, and there was no room for struggle.

"The navy does work."

"Not bad!"

Chaos is very satisfied with the reward, it seems that the Navy still has someone who understands.

At this moment, a piece of wind and sand flew from the distant sky, and finally slowly formed in mid-air, and fell to the ground, dancing wildly with a cloak. It was Crocodile.

With a cigar in his mouth, he is holding a Daz Bowness in his right hand.

Very coquettish!

The two finally arrived.

"BOSS!"

"Come on, sit down!"

Chaos closed the news paper, threw it on the table, and glanced at Daz Bonis.

Crocodile strode forward and glanced at Bacala faintly. After feeling the weak breath, his face was full of disdain and contempt.

It really is a vase.

I heard it last time I heard it.

Weaker than the original Stucey and Betty, I really don't know why the BOSS is looking for this kind of woman, and she has become the eighth to be on an equal footing with him.

"snort!"

Not to be outdone, Bacala squinted her eyes and snorted viciously.

The other party's disdainful eyes made her very unhappy.

At the same time, I also know who the person who quarreled over the phone bug last time was the head of the brainwashing of the richest group, Tsar Crocodile.

"What are you looking at, have you never seen such a beautiful woman as my old lady?"

The more Baccarat thought about it, the angrier she became. She was originally unhappy because of the bounty offer, but now she is even more unhappy.

"A useless stupid woman!"

Crocodile fumbled a cigar, took a puff and looked away, not bothering to look at the other party.

It was too weak, not even qualified for him to be sarcastic.

"you"

Bacala was about to fight back, but was interrupted by Chaos.

"You two argue later."

Chaos looked at Daz Bonis with great interest, while the latter clenched his hands and kept swallowing, his whole heart almost jumped into his throat.

If he was not blind, that handsome man in rainbow-colored beach shorts, with black vertical hair and black eyes, with gold earrings on both ears, and a cynical look, should be Gaia Chaos, the eldest golden emperor of the tsar boss.

The soul of the richest group is the handlebar.

A legend exists.

Although he was simply looking at him, Dazz Bonis felt an invisible pressure pressing towards him, as if he was carrying thousands of mountains on his back, making him unable to breathe.