Silver's amphibious Billunda motorcycle stunned some rotten vultures. Their plump and powerful wings spread and hovered in midair. There was obviously a fresh bloody smell on the ground that attracted them for a long time.
A poison insect scorpion lying in ambush under the soil layer felt the vibration of the ground, and suddenly broke out of the soil when the tire was about to crush it over its head.
The ferocious poison hook and the sharp teeth interlaced, the scorpion's hungry mouth opened, but the motorcycle stopped suddenly, and a military boot fell, stepping on it and exploding it into slag.
Smoker glanced up at the vulture hovering above his head, holding a knife handle in his hand and walking towards the building in front. This is a complex of buildings half-buried in the desert. From a distance, it should be An abandoned manor, with several guard towers and turrets scattered on both sides of the manor.
The sentry and the fort are all wreckage, no one, but a faint smell of blood floated out from the swaying rust gate. Someone was dead inside, and the corpse should be fresh. .
"This is the location given by Yarlin, yes, but where is Crocodile?"
Smoker frowned, moved towards inside and walked towards the inside for a few minutes, He pushed open a half-open iron door with a long corridor inside. The light was dim all around, but there were dim light bulbs flickering.
There are scattered wooden doors at both ends of the corridor, and some influencing insects hung on the dilapidated and damp walls for monitoring.
Smoker frowned, he felt something wrong here, but he still moved towards the innermost, and then pushed open a half-open wooden door, where the strong smell of blood floated out.
Inside the wooden door is a Conference Hall, beside the long square table, there are corpses lying in various directions. Judging from the clothes worn by the corpses, they should be nobles. They were basically shot in the head or chest, revealing a blood-colored hole. Smoker looked at one or two of the corpses with a familiar face.
"A member of the Neferrutari royal family? Why are you here? What the hell is Yarlin doing?"
Smoker frowned, with veins rising on his forehead, and he felt that Yarlin might be again In plot against himself, but the most hateful thing is that he did not find the shadow of Crocodile.
"Waiting for a while!"
Although Smoker was angry, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he was still wandering around in the abandoned manor in an attempt to find Crocodile. Wandering around, he found that this abandoned manor was full of surveillance video insects.
Smoker walked to the root of a wall and raised his hand to drag down an image worm embedded in the wall. He faced the image worm's two huge eyes and said sharply: "Yarlin, I know you are watching from behind, I'm here, where are the Crocodile people?"
Alabasta Marine station.
Deep underground, inside the pyramid.
In front of a huge monitoring screen, Adams and Dr. Indiego stopped their experimental work, and the two looked towards the scene that appeared in the screen with great interest.
Dr. Kuleha and Chopper are standing far away. The two of them did not come close, but their eyes moved towards the monitoring screen from time to time.
"The real highlight is here!" Adams' electronic eyes were shining brightly. He is considered to be the person who knows Yarlin's overall plan. He said to himself in the face of Smoker on the monitor screen: "Very Sorry, Yarlin is really not watching, but don't worry, the script has already been written, Smoker Captain!"
It seems that Dr. Indiego can't understand it, and Adams is very interested. The commentator said, "If you compare this desert to the East Blue war, this Smoker Captain can be regarded as Akainu Sakazuki, and the one waiting for the meeting is Crocodile Crocodile of Shichibukai."
"Identity Roughly equivalent to Golden Lion Shiki." Adams irresponsibly analogized: "Although the analogy is not appropriate, but roughly what it means. This is the battlefield between the two of them."
"Who Will it win?" Dr. Indy nodded clearly.
"Heh~" Adams pretended to be a mysterious Issho, and did not answer Dr. Indiego's answer, because in the picture, Smoker suddenly looked up at the sky, and a yellow storm suddenly reflected in everyone. Vision.
Nico Robin and Daz Bonis, who were also standing not far away, watched the scenes on the screen as well as the drama-like dialogue between Adams and Dr. Indiego, their hearts flowed out A strange sense of absurdity.
Although Nico Robin and Daz Bonis finally chose to betray Crocodile, but at this moment, there is a trace of sorrow in their hearts, "The Crocodile, which is stronger than Shichibukai, has also become a Have you been fiddled with the designed chess pieces!"
"Smoker and Crocodile, both impossible to be winners!" Nico Robin and Daz Bowness looked at each other and saw the terror in each other's eyes. And the answer.
The high-speed moving sandstorm arrived, and countless gravels scattered like turbulent raindrops, splashing to every corner of the abandoned manor, and the view was completely obscured by the rolling yellow sand.
"The coordinates of the location reported by von Cree are near here." Crocodile looked up and looked towards the vulture whose head was torn to pieces by the storm, and splashed feathers and blood spots.
He looked at the abandoned manor in front of him, and he could smell a fresh smell of blood in his breath. Crocodile was able to smell the smell of blood from the human corpse immediately.
"This is it, is it inside?"
Crocodile looked inside the swaying iron gate of "clang dang", and looked around, there were some exposed sewer pipes and Broken wire.
In the building where the sewer pipes and electric wires are connected, there is a tunnel, and there is a dim light inside. A tall and burly silhouette is coming out of it, and there is a muffled sound of boots stepping on the ground. It sounds like a heartbeat.
"Someone came out?"
The silhouette of the silhouette seemed familiar, and then the murderous aura of hiding the sky and covering the earth hit, endless white smoke surged wildly Go out and disperse the pervasive yellow sand storm.
Along the central axis of the manor, the entire world seems to be divided into two halves by white fog and yellow sand. In the dull and depressing collision, the smell of blood in the air is like fermentation, full of irreconcilable depression.
The world divided by yellow and white, the black canopy covers the top of the head, the smoke is turbulent, the yellow sand is roaring dull, Crocodile brows tightly knit stares at Marine, who is out of shape, and his heart beats "ge-deng" .
"Oka Shichibukai, Guardian God of Alabasta, President of Baroque Works, why should I call you?" Murderous-looking voice echoed, "You seem surprised to see it?"
"But, I was not surprised at all!" Smoker's voice was as cold as the wind blowing from Yellow Springs. He gnashing one's teeth said the other party's name: "Crocodile, Crocodile, you think Why are you dead?"