Chapter 1805: Subjugating Weibull (1)

She suppressed her inner fear and forced a smile that was uglier than crying. She looked at Napoleon tremblingly and said in a slightly trembling voice, "My dear nephew, Charlotte and I are friends. For the sake of our family relationship, let's forget about this matter. Please be kind and let me go this time!"

Napoleon was unmoved by Bakin's pleas for mercy. His expression instantly grew serious. He snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "Haha, that's ancient history from thirty or forty years ago. What's the point of bringing it up now?"

"This, this, this!"

Ba Jin had never expected that she would be refuted so directly. She was speechless for a moment and could only force herself to smile awkwardly, which was uglier than crying.

At this moment, Murat suddenly approached Napoleon and said in a low voice: "Captain, I have a plan!"

Hearing this, Napoleon turned to look at Murat, a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes, and motioned him to continue.

After getting permission, Murat asked, "Captain, what do you think of Weeble's strength?"

Napoleon followed Murat's gaze and looked at Weibull, who was standing stupidly not far away. After a moment's thought, he replied, "Well, although he looks a little stupid, his strength is indeed quite good, second only to me."

When Napoleon said this, there was a hint of arrogance in his tone.

When Murat heard Napoleon's answer, he couldn't help but choked.

He looked at the shocking wounds on Napoleon's body and muttered to himself, "If I hadn't seen these wounds on your body, I would have almost believed it!"

However, Murat didn't say what he was thinking. Instead, he quickly regained his smile and said, "Haha, it's better to be a little stupid. If he wasn't stupid, it would be hard for us to fool him!"

After hearing what Murat said, Napoleon narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Murat, as if trying to see through his true thoughts.

"Captain, Weevil is indeed quite powerful! It's a shame to follow someone like Bakin. I think we should find a way to trick him into joining the Lion Pirates. This way, the Lion Pirates will have another powerful general! Captain, you will have someone to help you in battle in the future!"

Murat suggested to Napoleon.

Napoleon couldn't help but feel moved when he heard Murat's words.

He was also very clear in his mind that with their current strength, they were indeed somewhat powerless when facing some powerful opponents.

If a strong man like Weevil could join them, it would undoubtedly greatly enhance the strength of their Lion Pirates.

"Captain, you should have an idea of our strength. Facing powerful enemies like the BIGMOM Pirates or the Beasts Pirates, we can't do anything! If Weevil can join our Lion Pirates, no matter which side we face, you won't be fighting alone anymore!"

Murat continued, and his words obviously touched Napoleon's heart.

Napoleon was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his head and looked at Weeble again.

At this time, Weeble looked very scary. Not a single piece of his flesh was intact. There were hideous wounds and bloodstains everywhere.

Especially the piece of flesh on his chest, a large piece of it actually fell off, revealing the bones inside, which looked extremely terrifying.

Despite suffering such a severe blow, Weibull seemed to feel no pain at all.

He continued to sniff his nose as if nothing had happened, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

Seeing this scene, Napoleon's pain became more intense. He couldn't help but gasp and exclaimed in his heart: "This guy is simply a monster!"

Napoleon had to admit that fighting an opponent like Weeble was like fighting a tireless robot that had no fear of life or death.

Weibull's powerful strength and tenacious vitality made Napoleon feel unprecedented pressure.

"If he could join our Lion Pirates, it would undoubtedly greatly enhance our strength!"

Napoleon thought to himself that he still quite recognized Weeble's strength.

After all, such a powerful warrior is a valuable asset to any pirate group.

Napoleon has always been eager to recruit powerful members, just like he did with Ace.

He was once persistent in pursuing Ace, even offering the position of vice-captain to lure him into joining the Lion Pirates.

Unfortunately, Ace never accepted Napoleon's invitation, which made Napoleon very distressed for a time. He even began to doubt whether his charm was not enough to attract real talents.

However, now that such a powerful man is right in front of him, how could Napoleon give up easily?

He would never miss this rare opportunity and would definitely find a way to recruit Weevil into his pirate group.

"What are you going to do?"

Napoleon looked at Murat expressionlessly, his eyes revealing a hint of indifference and majesty.

The corners of Murat's mouth rose slightly, revealing an elusive smile.

His gaze slowly turned to Ba Jin, who was trying hard to reduce her presence in the corner, as if Ba Jin was a chess piece in his hand, at his mercy.

"Captain, you see, if we can master Bakin, are we still afraid that we won't be able to master Weeble?"

There was a hint of teasing in Murat's voice, and his eyes were always on Bakin, as if he was enjoying her fear and anxiety.

Napoleon's gaze turned to Bakin as Murat spoke, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

However, this smile was like a nightmare in Bakin's eyes, making her feel creepy.

"You, what do you want me to do?"

Ba Jin suppressed her inner fear, forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and asked in a trembling voice.

Napoleon and Murat looked at each other, and then said in unison: "Help us control Weibull!"

Their voices echoed in the air, like an order that could not be disobeyed.

Ba Jin's face turned pale in an instant. She cursed the two demons madly in her heart, but she still maintained that hypocritical smile on the surface.

Seeing that Bakin had not responded for a long time, Napoleon frowned slightly and uttered a low "Hmm?" Although the "Hmm" was not loud, it exploded in Bakin's ears like thunder.

With this "hmm", Napoleon's powerful aura, which had not yet subsided due to the fierce battle, swept towards Bakin like a surging torrent.

Ba Jin felt an indescribable pressure coming towards her, her body trembled involuntarily, and even her teeth were chattering.