Behind a sand dune in the distance, Smoker put the binoculars on Daz Bonis' eyes. After a long time, he took it down and sneered, "You don't need a translator. You should be able to guess the news that person reported back. Oh, I forgot that you can't speak."
Smoker put a leather glove on Daz Bonis' chin and suddenly buckled it. The dislocated jaw joint was buckled back in and made a "click" sound. Daz Bonis coughed twice and said, "I don't know the true identity of Mr. 0. You don't have to waste your time."
"Oh, are criminals so loyal now?" Smoker scratched his silver hair and joked, "Am I unable to keep up with the pace of the Great Age of Pirates? Would you please tell me how Crocodile will deal with people who betray the organization, especially a core high-level betrayal? Would it be more appropriate to choose to believe in his unyielding loyalty or try to silence him? "
"Despicable!" Daz Bonis bowed his head and spat.
"Look at this desert stained with blood. It's enough to be merciful for me to use any means to deal with you." Smoker's eyes showed a murderous look, "I'm a soldier and you're a thief. You'd better figure this out!"
At first, he tried to listen to Vivi's testimony to investigate Alabasta. Now, Smoker wants to overthrow Crocodile and send him to the underwater prison of Impel Down. It's not just for big news, but also for justice.
"Seven Warlords of the Sea, this is a name that resounds throughout an era." Smoker bowed his head and made a throat-cutting gesture to Daz Bonis. He said meaningfully, "People who sit in this position have already swallowed their conscience, let alone the most cold-blooded crocodile …"
Alabasta Naval Branch.
Daz Bonis, who was silent, was locked in one of the dark rooms. Smoker was sitting in the opposite room. The slightly dim lampshade was buckled on the top of the wall and two figures were reflected on the ground.
"What are we waiting for? Mr. 1 must know the evidence of Crocodile's crimes. As long as we find a way to pry open his mouth, we can expose his true colors in front of everyone," Vivian said excitedly. She didn't understand what Smoker was waiting for.
Smoker took off his leather gloves and threw them on the table. He sat on the iron chair and habitually lit a cigar between his fingers before saying, "One accusation is far from enough. Some people are good at quibbling and making false accusations. When I was in the East China Sea, I fell into the same trap with Yarlin. I can't make the same mistake with Sand Crocodile. Instead of taking the initiative and jumping into the other party's trap, it's better to wait patiently for the other party to make a mistake. Mr. 1 is enough as bait, so don't be anxious at this time. Crocodile must be more anxious than us."
Vivian calmed down. "Donghai, you and Colonel Yarlin were …?"
"It's a shameful story. I can only warn you that the Yarlin you are talking about is definitely not the guy I know, so I'm afraid that what you see is just a facade." Smoker looked at Vivian's disapproving expression and didn't intend to explain more. Instead, he changed the topic and said, "As I expected, Yarlin is not dead!"
"What?" Vivian's eyes widened.
"There is news from the East China Sea. He and Hawkeye Mihawk had a fight in the East China Sea. At this time, he went to the East China Sea. He should have gone to see Akainu Admiral Sakazuki." Smoker pinched his eyebrows and closed his eyes due to the smoke. "The news has been sent back to the headquarters and has been confirmed. There can't be any mistake."
…
The night was as dark as ink!
An inconspicuous merchant ship slowly ran aground on the shore. A group of people wearing long black robes walked down from the ship. They seemed to have blended into the darkness.
"Hey ~ I can feel that this desert is welcoming my return." The soles of his feet stepped on the desert, leaving thick footprints that were quickly buried by the sand. Yarlin took off his hood, and the cross-shaped pattern on his eyebrows shone with a cold light under the moonlight. He could smell the deep inside the desert under his feet. The endless black tentacles were like the blood vessels that permeated the entire desert, beating strongly like a pulse.
Behind him, ten apostles with different heights and cold aura also evoked a thought-provoking smile on their lips, as if they were whispering silently, "This desert will become the territory of the legion."
The whistling wind and sand seemed to be carefully quiet when approaching the group of people. Tashigi, who was holding a long sword tightly at the end of the team, stared at the sand under her feet strangely swinging to both sides, as if the messy sand road was sorted out into a smooth winding road.
In this team, except for Yarlin, everyone's face was very unfamiliar, and everyone's aura was abnormally terrifying. Standing in front of them, Tashigi felt like a lamb mixed into a pack of wolves, and her fascia and flesh were instinctively trembling in warning.
In the midst of the uneasy journey, the team suddenly stopped, and a naval base surrounded by sand and wind came into Tashigi's sight. She looked at Yarlin.
"Smoker did a good job, so I will fulfill my promise. Tashigi, you can return to Colonel Smoker's side. Say hello to him for me." Yarlin turned his head and said to Tashigi with a smile.
"Colonel Yarlin, aren't you going in?" Tashigi looked at the smile on Yarlin's face and felt an inexplicable numbness on her scalp.
"Of course!" Tashigi obviously misunderstood, but she was just being polite. She couldn't wait to leave this group of people as soon as possible. She trotted all the way forward to the iron gate of the branch base.
After watching Tashigi take off her cloak and smoothly enter the Naval Branch, Yarlin's mind moved, and the sand layer under his feet suddenly sank into a dark vortex, slowly engulfing everyone's feet. "Let's go in too!"
The voice dissipated in the air, the black vortex closed, and 11 figures sank into the desert and disappeared without a trace.
The iron gate of the branch suddenly opened, and a continuous rolling white snake rushed out, revealing a human figure against the sand. Smoker had a cigar in the corner of his mouth, and his brows were tightly knitted as he looked at the empty dune. Under the moonlight, he couldn't find Yarlin's shadow in the desert.
"They were here just now!" Tashigi trotted all the way out and looked around in confusion.
"Yarlin has returned to Alabasta!" Smoker glanced at the suspicious Tashigi and the restless Vivi, and his heart was unnaturally covered with a layer of haze. "This guy chose this time to appear, what is he planning?"
Smoker was paranoid. It was clear that Arlen had planted a shadow in his heart that he couldn't get rid of.
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