Chapter 90 You listen to my excuses
The setting sun is like blood, rippling on the distant sea.
Roger pinched his nose and finally drank the newly brewed medicine. He sat boredly under the rock and wiped the shiny silver knife with an oilcloth.
"Just let him go, Roger... I know you admire that boy Barrett."
Rayleigh stood beside him with his arms folded, leaning his back on the rock, looking at the endless sea in the distance with some melancholy.
Roger paused in wiping the long knife and lowered his eyes.
"That kid has his own way to go."
He suddenly laughed.
"Rayley, everyone has their own order of appearance."
"For me, the perfect ending of my life is the end of this trip."
"But Barrett still has a long, long life ahead of him."
"The climax of his journey shouldn't be now."
Rayleigh stared blankly at Roger's smiling profile, was silent for a moment, and then slowly laughed.
"You guys always see things so clearly."
There was emotion in his smile.
Roger laughed so hard that the two black beards that seemed to grow out of his nostrils trembled. He was very proud, as if it was something great to be recognized and praised by Rayleigh.
"It's great to be young..."
He raised his hands high and stretched greatly, with a smile on his face full of satisfaction.
"No, Captain Roger!!"
At this moment, other crew members of the Roger Pirates ran over with panic on their faces.
The red-nosed Bucky’s face flushed with anxiety, he raised a piece of information in his hand high and said with trembling teeth:
"I don't know when a news came out of the New World... saying that our Roger Pirates hold clues to the ancient weapons that can destroy the world!!"
"It seems that many pirate groups and major forces are targeting us now!!"
Shanks, wearing a straw hat, gritted his teeth and said:
"This is a frame-up! This is a frame-up!! This is false news!!"
"False news!!"
Nervous expressions also appeared on other people's faces.
How do they know any clues about ancient weapons?
It’s just drinking, eating and partying day after day! !
I haven’t even done much of what a pirate should do like plundering!
"What!?"
Roger was startled.
"How do they know I have clues to ancient weapons!?"
Time stopped for a moment.
Then--
"Eh!!!???"
The members of the Roger Pirates looked at their captain with dumbfounded expressions.
This... is actually not fake news! ?
This turned out to be... real! ?
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New world.
An underground trading port.
boom! !
A majestic explosion soared into the sky in the exchange, and the gushing flames instantly swallowed up the huge exchange. The majestic air waves shattered the glass of all buildings for several kilometers.
Pirates, civilians, merchants, nobles... everyone looked at the figure slowly floating in the ruins of the sea of fire in horror.
His long, flying golden hair was like a lion's mane, his eyes revealed a cruel smile, and the aura exuding from his body was as terrifying as that of a god or demon, making people fearful and desperate.
"Golden, golden lion..."
"Golden Lion Shiki!!"
"Why did he appear here..."
"..."
The crowd kept retreating with pale faces, and there was even an incident of people trampling on others, trying desperately to escape.
"Jie hahahaha... So, tell me."
The golden lion hooked his fingers, and the burning ruins slowly gathered into a towering black rock wall.
In the center of the rock wall, a middle-aged man who looked like a businessman was imprisoned.
His entire body was completely swallowed up by the floating and compressed mud, leaving only his head exposed. At this time, he was looking at the big pirate in front of him in horror.
The figure of the golden lion floated up and moved in front of the man. His violent pupils showed different sizes, and he said jokingly:
"Concerning the secret of that piece of information...the clues to the ancient weapons, whose hands are they in the end?"
As he spoke, his clenched fists slowly tightened.
The huge wall structure seemed to be controlled by some force and was continuously compressed.
The man's body burst into cracking fractures, and blood oozed from his mouth and nose. The unprecedented pain made him scream miserably:
"It's Roger!!"
"Gol D. Roger!!"
"That's what the intelligence said!! Roger holds clues to ancient weapons!!"
"Ah ah ah... please let me go!"
"Roger?"
The golden lion's pupils shrank, and then it burst out into a hoarse and ferocious laugh.
"Jie hahaha!! It's you! Roger!!"
"This is really surprising..."
He licked his chapped lips.
"In that case, let's settle our past accounts once and for all this time..."
The golden lion laughed and soared.
"Let me go!! I've given you the information!!"
The man looked at the golden lion's retreating back and shouted in horror.
But the next second,
A huge shadow quickly rose in front of his eyes.
The earth is roaring, roaring, and rising.
A rocky lion covering the sky and the sun opened its bloody mouth, like a surging tsunami that reached the sky, swallowing up the entire town...!
In the falling towns, the golden lion's unruly laughter echoed throughout the sky.
"Jie hahaha, Darren brat... just wait for me!!"
"When I capture the ancient weapon... I will sink Marinevando into the sea, so that you can see the... horror of a real pirate!!"
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Naval Headquarters, Marinevando.
"Ah!"
Darren was walking home when he suddenly felt a chill and couldn't help but sneeze.
"You have the flu?"
He wiped his nose, confused.
But he quickly shook his head again and murmured with a dumb smile:
"How is this possible? The indestructible body of King Kong can also catch a cold?"
"I guess some guy is thinking about me..."
Darren smiled to himself.
There were so many enemies that he couldn't even count them.
At this time, dusk has ended, and the night sky gradually emerges.
The moon and stars are sparse, and the night wind is cold.
Darren tightened his military uniform, turned a corner of the street, and froze there.
Looking at the tall figure standing at the end of the street, the corners of his eyes twitched.
Darren finally understood where that chill came from.
"So...Happy Street is fun?"
Gion stood under the moonlight, looking at Darren quietly with his cold eyes, his slender white hands already holding the handle of the knife at his waist.
"That Gion, listen to my excuses..."
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