Chapter 435
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Two Marines stained with blood were tied up and dragged in from the ground by the agents of Baroque Studio. The flowing blood flowed into a crooked bloodstain on the ground.
"I caught a few suspicious Marines from the city." There was a ferocious grin on the agent's face, and the bottom of his eyes were bloodshot. The wound on his shoulder that was penetrated by the bullet during the capture was soaked by the rain. At this moment, it was cold and numb, which made his nerves strangely excited.
He stepped on the Marine's body rudely and pulled out a few packs of tightly packed dancing powder from the other's pocket. He said to Crocodile, "When I caught them, they were sprinkling these particles in the air, and there are only a few left."
Crocodile took it and recognized it as dancing powder at a glance. Although it was stained with some strange green, his pupils shrank into crocodile-like vertical lines.
"Is it Yarlin or Smoker?" Crocodile walked over and the golden hook lifted the Marine's head. The sharp hook wrapped around the other's neck like a scorpion's tail. The metal mixed with the smell of blood rushed into the nose.
Close contact with the Seven Warlords of the Sea, the terrifying murderous aura was like a substance that broke his tight nerves. His pupils opened a little, and then he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and said, "I am a Marine, I am not afraid of pirates in official clothes like you!"
Shichibukai, legalized pirates recognized by the World Government.
"Your courage is commendable!" Crocodile rubbed the sand in his palm with his rough and wide palms, and the poisonous hook moved down and pierced the other's spine and lifted him in the air.
Severe pain spread through the spinal nerves to the whole body, and the whole body trembled. Shrill screams echoed in the room. The other Marine next to him was pale and paralyzed on the ground. He stared at Crocodile's cold eyes in horror. He was like a lamb facing a ferocious crocodile with a bloody mouth.
"So, can you tell me who sent you to do these things?" He looked down at another Marine.
"Gulp!" Not all navies could face death with equanimity. He gulped and said, "Colonel Smoker sent us to sprinkle the powder on Alba."
"It's not Yarlin, it's White Hunter Smoker!" Crocodile could see that the Marine was not lying, but his face became more gloomy. He sprinkled the sand from his palm and covered the Marine's head.
The Marine's head was dehydrated and instantly turned into a dry skull.
The Marine hanging on the golden scorpion hook stared at Crocodile and said, "Captain Smoker will avenge us. You will die more miserably than us!"
"Foolish longing!" Crocodile's wrist turned, and the poison hook crushed the spine. Marine's chest burst open with a bloody hole, and the corpse fell to the ground.
Looking at the tragic scene of the two corpses, the agents of Baroque's studio were silent until Crocodile waved his hand. They quickly dragged the corpses away.
"Haven't you found the location of Pluto yet?" Crocodile was a little irritated. A poisonous snake hiding in the dark and a mad dog biting him. The situation in Alabasta seemed to have become bad in an instant. He looked at Nico Robin, and the patience in his eyes was declining sharply.
"I can confirm that the ancient weapon Pluto is hidden somewhere in Alabasta. The most likely clue should be in the tomb of Nefertari. I suspect that there will be a Poneglyph hidden there," Nicole Robin turned and stuffed the book back into the bookshelf, and said faintly with her back facing Crocodile.
Bang!
Crocodile swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue. He turned to look at the door that had been pushed open, and Doflamingo, wearing a pink feather cloak and a strange human face on his chest, entered in his round-toed leather shoes. He glanced at the blood that had not been cleaned up on the floor. His eyes were unspeakably strange and ferocious, and he spoke with his usual smirk.
"You're here!" Crocodile's pupils shrank slightly, and his hand behind his back secretly gestured to Nico Robin. Nico Robin quietly retreated behind the bookshelf, opened a secret door, and walked in.
Doflamingo glanced at the leaving figure behind the bookshelf, grinned, and turned to look at Crocodile. "It's sad that you have a secret that you don't want me to know!"
"It's impolite to peek at other people's secrets!" Crocodile waved his hand, and sand flew in from outside the window, covering the blood on the ground.
Doflamingo stretched out his hand, and the transparent silk thread passed through the leather sofa and immediately pulled it towards himself. He lifted his foot and stepped on the sofa, but his butt was sitting on the back of the sofa. His posture exuded a dangerous aura. He sneered disdainfully. "I'm not interested in your secrets. I just want to know how the Marine Captain came back to life again."
The Doflamingo Family had suffered heavy losses due to the greetings that Yalrin had asked Mr. 5 to deliver. More than half of the Doflamingo Family's high-ranking officers had been killed or injured by the explosion. Even Mr. 5's trusted aide, Trebol, had been killed and his body had been charred black.
The family's important toy factory was also destroyed by the aftermath of the explosion. Countless workers were killed or injured, and now it was being renovated and rebuilt. This cost made Doflamingo's heart bleed.
"I don't know. I saw you cut Yarlin's body into pieces with my own eyes." Crocodile recalled the scene at that time and said with unusual certainty. "He was not a substitute at that time, nor was he a puppet. He was indeed dead."
"And now, he has indeed come back to life!" Doflamingo continued darkly.
Crocodile pondered for a long time, and then told Doflamingo about the Acheron fruit and the conversation with Yarlin some time ago. "That's all I know, but I'm sure that keeping him alive will be a disaster sooner or later. If he really climbed out of the Acheron, then we should …"
"Send him back to the Acheron again!" Doflamingo's eyes flashed with a dangerous red light. He said word by word, "I don't care what secrets he has. No one can come back to life twice under my nose!"
"Where is he?" Doflamingo asked.
"I don't know. He's hiding. This also means that his resurrection has a price. Otherwise, he wouldn't have to hide in the dark." Crocodile said in a deep voice. "But, I have a way to lure him out of the dark …"
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