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Chapter 309 The Baroque Working Society is coming

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    ¡°Somewhere in the first half of the New World Paradise, next to a small island close to the windless zone, parked is a giant ship that is 70 meters long and more than ten meters wide. The ship is luxuriously decorated and exquisitely carved.

    What is particularly surprising is that there are two huge air bags more than 100 meters long suspended in the sky above this giant ship.  The whole boat stopped next to the island, as if a dark cloud had fallen on the sea.

    "Oh my God!"

    A man with a wretched face and glasses stuck his head out from a bush next to the island, revealing his bizarre hair styled with the Arabic numeral 3.

    "This boat is too big, how many people must be on it!"

    "If Giberson's information is correct"

    A bald head stuck out from the bushes beside him.

    "This ship has a tonnage of 2540, three decks, and is equipped with 125 cannons. If the sailors are full, it can carry 900 people"

    "900 people?"

    The person with a 3-shaped figure on his head turned his head and looked at the bald head in surprise, "I said Mr. 1, did you make a mistake?"

    "What do you mean? Mr.3" the bald monk replied expressionlessly.

    "There are 900 people on the opposite side 900 people!" Mr. 3 pointed with his hand towards the huge ship in front of him, "And here we are, look at our side  How many people are there?¡±

    "Six!" the bald monk replied calmly.

    "Do you think the six of us can defeat the more than 900 people on the opposite boat?"

    "Yes!" The bald monk did not hesitate.

    ¡°I don¡¯t think we can¡­¡± Mr. 3 shrank back, ¡°I will not participate in such a dangerous action.¡±

    With that said, Mr.3 cautiously took two steps back, then stood up, and greeted a little girl who was sitting under a sun umbrella behind the bushes drinking tea, "Miss.goldenweek, let's go!"

    "oh!"

    The little girl drinking tea raised her head and showed a confused face.

    "Is the work over?"

    "No!"

    With a cold snort, a thick arm crossed in front of Mr. 3. He looked up along the arm and saw the expressionless face of the man dressed as a monk, Mr. 1 from Baroque Works.  .

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    On that thick arm, a row of sharp blades suddenly appeared. Mr.3 could even see his own face from the blades.

    "Anyone who escapes from battle will be deemed to have defected from the organization! He will be killed without mercy!"

    Looking at the sharp blade, Mr.3 swallowed hard.

    ¡°Do you believe me when I say that I have just been sitting on my knees for too long, so I need to get up and move around?¡±

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    The blade that appeared on Mr.1¡¯s arm suddenly disappeared.

    The beauty with the blue afro, codenamed miss.doublefinger, stood up to smooth things over.

    "Mr.3, in fact, Mr.1 has not finished what he said. Although the boat opposite is full of 900 people, in order to clear Gibson's territory this time, the target person sent all his crew members to other boats.  Now there are only more than 200 sailors on his ship, and only about 50 combat team members."

    "Hoo!"

    Mr.3 took a long breath, then patted his chest with his hand.

    "There are only fifty people. You should have told me earlier!"

    "Mr.3, you are such a coward"

    A young man wearing a brown trench coat and sunglasses crossed his arms and leaned against a tree nearby. He said in a sarcastic tone, "So what if there are 900 people on the other side? In front of my bomb, no matter how many  People are useless!"

    Mr.3 turned to look at the young man, pushed up his glasses, and a vicious look flashed in his eyes, "Are you planning to fight with me? Mr.5, I have long wanted to have a devil fruit ability.  It¡¯s a collector¡¯s item.¡±

    "Okay, everyone, calm down."

    miss.doublefinger stood up again, "If you want to fight, after this operation is over, you can fight however you want, but now you must focus on the mission. Don't forget, this mission was assigned by the president himself.  of."

    "As far as I'm concerned, the president is just making a fuss out of a molehill"

    Mr. 5 stood up with an arrogant look on his face, "Actually, as long as I go to that boat alone and blow it up and sink it, the mission will be accomplished. There is no need for the six of us to do it."Individually together.  "

    "Or you can let me go and use 10,000 kilograms of Mount Tai to weigh down the top and sink the ship directly"

    Standing in front of Mr. 5, a beautiful woman holding a sun umbrella and wearing two lemon-shaped earrings showed a happy smile.

    "Don't be careless!"

    Miss.Doublefinger, the blue-haired beauty codenamed Double Finger, waved her hand, "The other party has become the overlord of the East China Sea as a chamber of commerce. Everyone should not take it lightly."

    "The Overlord of the East China Sea"

    The beauty with lemon-shaped earrings covered her mouth and smiled very happily, "In the weakest sea, it seems like playing house, so what if you are the overlord?"

    This time, before his companions could speak, they heard an angry voice coming from the tree next to them.  "I'm most annoyed by bastards who talk like this. Has the weakest sea eaten your rice?"

    Of the six people present, except for the little girl sitting under the sun umbrella who was still drinking tea calmly, the remaining five people simultaneously cast their suspicious eyes in the direction of the conversation.

    I saw two figures standing on the tree branch at most ten meters away from them, one on the left and one on the right.

    The man on the left is wearing a robe with strange patterns, a pair of glasses on his face, and a gentle look.  The woman on the right is wearing a T-shirt and hot pants, has a hot figure, and is wearing a captain's cloak.

    At this time, the woman was still complaining to the man.

    "Boss, do you think these people in the Grand Line are sick? They are the weakest sea and the weakest sea. It seems that they are weak chickens who have become strong just because they did not come from the East China Sea.  Same."

    "Arrita, you need to know" The man wearing glasses explained to the woman seriously,

    "For many losers, their only achievement is that they were not born in the East China Sea, the weakest sea. If you don't let them mention this word, then they will not even have a decent achievement in this life.  there is none left!"

    "Think about it, there is not even one thing that you can brag about in your whole life, how sad it is!"

    "You two damn bastards"

    The woman holding the parasol, Miss.Valentine, was ridiculed by the man and the woman, and suddenly she became angry and trembled all over.

    "How dare you laugh at me like this!"

    With that said, miss.valentine suddenly jumped up, grabbed the parasol and flew up, "I'm going to kill you two!"

    "Miss.valentine, be careful"

    Before Miss. could finish speaking with her fingers, Miss.Valentine, the woman codenamed Valentine had already grabbed her parasol and flew diagonally above the other person, and then she hit the man and woman standing on the branch of a tree.  .

    ¡°Ten thousand kilograms of Mount Tai weigh down the top!¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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