The ripples in the air were flat, like lightning tearing through the night sky. The chill was awe-inspiring. Zoro's feet stepped on the ground one after another, the tips of his feet touching the ground, and the cracked frost extended forward in a sharp line.
Crack … Crack …
The sound of metal breaking suddenly rang in his ears, and a bloody red mist splashed out, like a piece of red silk being split in half. Silver sparks suddenly appeared, and it was the sound of metal mixed with flesh and blood. The edge of Snowwalk brought out a string of blood and left a glaring red line on the side of Daz Bonis' waist.
Steel was cut in half by a blade!
Daz Bonis lowered his head stiffly. The five sharp fingers on his palm were all sliced off. The red line that extended diagonally across his wrist crossed the air and connected with the blood line on his waist. Then, it split open inch by inch at the same time. Blood gushed out of his flesh and splashed out.
The blood turned into a mist and fell to the ground, and the cold air poured into his body. His heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and intestines shivered at the same time, as if they were covered with a layer of frost. His limbs immediately became cold and stiff, and then he fell forward to the ground.
Chi!
Slowly sheathing Snowwalk, Roronoa Zoro stood up straight from his crouching position. There were five bloody claw wounds on his chest that were dripping with blood, but he didn't care. He picked up a handful of snow and wiped it on his chest, and then he laughed out loud, "Hahaha —"
"Green algae head, what are you laughing at?" Sanji's legs rotated like a whirlwind as he stared at Zoro with a frown.
Zoro snorted coldly, and his gaze stopped on Choba for a moment, and he asked suspiciously, "Civet cat?"
"It's a reindeer, and Choba is our ship's doctor," Usopp introduced. At the same time, Choba took out a piece of powder and bandage and handed it to Zoro timidly.
Luffy pulled up the sheep's head from the ground, and stared at Daz Bonis who fainted on the ground with a gloomy face, and asked, "Who is this guy?"
"I'm not sure, he said it's called Baroque's workshop or something." Zoro put on his clothes and said vaguely.
"Whatever, we have to go to Alabasta immediately." Luffy hurriedly said, "I'll leave the repair of Golden Merry to you, Usopp."
"No problem. I guarantee that it will be as good as new." Usopp raised the hammer in his hand and promised.
Stepping onto the deck, the bulky and ferocious Spotted Baldy looked at Choba with his fangs bared. Only when his bloodshot eyes met Usopp's did he restrain himself slightly, showing a sense of intimacy.
"Alopecia Areata seems to be getting stronger and stronger. His aura is also becoming more and more like a wild beast." Usopp stroked his bald back that was covered in burns and scars. The muscles on his back were tight, like a ferocious beast that was ready to pounce on its prey.
"Don't worry. That's Baldy Spotted, Usopp's pet. It looks fierce, but it's very obedient," Luffy said to the nervous Choba.
"Feline!" Choba swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his puffed up fur calmed down and expelled the unrealistic association in his mind. "Although the fierce and cold aura exuding from Alopecia Areata is relatively weak, it's very similar to the aura of Wapol's Fishmen. No, my feeling must be wrong. That's Usopp's pet. How could it have anything to do with Wapol's Fishmen soldiers?"
Choba shook his head hard, but his eyes involuntarily glanced at Alopecia Areata from time to time. Then he saw Sanji take a live fish from the bucket and throw it over. Alopecia Areata calmed down and lay on the deck, biting and chewing the live fish with his sharp mouth.
The sails were raised, and they left Magnetic Drum Island. A warship with a seagull flag was coming from afar. Smoker, who was at the bow of the ship, casually glanced at Golden Merry with a cigar in his mouth. He asked suspiciously, "Pirate ship, is that the direction from which Magnetic Drum Island just left?"
The warship sailed into the snow beach, and a group of soldiers jumped off the ship. They soon found a shuttle-shaped ship that belonged to the Baroque studio. A few broken corpses were scattered on the snow, and half of Daz Bonis' back was buried in the snow. He was in shock and fainted.
The soldier turned his body over, revealing his frozen and blue cheeks. There was a terrible crack on his waist that had been frozen into ice shards. The soldier stretched out his finger to check his breathing and reported to Smoker, "There's still weak breathing."
Smoker compared Daz Bonis with the photo in his hand and said, "One of the people who attacked the Alabasta Naval Branch Base that night is this guy. Quickly rescue and treat him. I need him alive."
Vivi was wearing a military uniform, and a white military hat covered her hair and cold face. She came over and stared at Daz Bonis who was being carried away. Her eyes were filled with hatred as she said coldly, "Mr. 1, the senior agent of the Baroque studio. He must have a lot of evidence of Crocodile's crimes."
"What's interesting is that the core member of the Baroque studio, who is so high in the sequence, was almost frozen to death here." Smoker stared at the horrible knife wound on Daz Bonis' waist and said thoughtfully, "Is it the pirate ship just now, with the flag of the skull and straw hat?"
Half a month later.
Alabasta, a secret stronghold of the Baroque studio.
The withered cactus was pulled apart and a military boot stepped on the withered grass. Smoker, who was wearing loose trousers, raised his eyebrows like a knife and his ankles were covered with the dead agents of the Baroque studio. A team of Marine soldiers moved the bodies out of the stronghold and stacked them next to the cactus.
His hands and feet were shackled by Seastone, and a needle and thread were sewn on his waist and abdomen. The fresh growth of tender flesh was intertwined with the scars of blood. Daz Bonis' face was pale and tired. Several heavily armed Marines behind him escorted his arms over the blood-stained corpses.
"Who would have thought that behind the notorious Baroque studio is the patron of this country. It's ironic ~" Smoker's lips puffed out smoke as he looked at the pile of corpses and said, "But it's also good, otherwise it wouldn't be my turn to bring down the Shichibukai. You can rest assured that as long as you help us Marines identify the evidence of Crocodile's crimes, I can apply to the headquarters to forgive your crimes, Mr. Daz Bonis."
Daz Bonis stared at Smoker and blue veins appeared on his face like earthworms. Smoker indifferently spit out a smoke ring on the other side's face, then threw away the cigarette butt and stepped on it with the soles of his shoes. He said coldly, "A group of blood-stained villains, it's your misfortune to be targeted by me, the white hunter Smoker."
Lead the team back.
A quarter of an hour later, the hot sand wind blew and the stacked corpses shook. A bloody palm quietly crawled out, and then the whole body drilled out. With an expression of surviving a disaster, he glanced at the secret stronghold that had been cleaned up. He took out the Den Den Mushi and dialed a number to the Baroque studio: "The 14th secret stronghold was attacked by Marines, Mr. 1 betrayed the organization, and the Marine leading the team is the white hunter Smoker …"
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