Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 256 You are called Nezha, right?

The pub was filled with a mixture of the aroma of wine and sweat. People gathered in groups of three or five, whispering about various news.

Mr.3 found a corner to sit down and ordered a few drinks.

However, when the bartender heard that Mr. 3 was looking for Dorophy, his face changed slightly and he lowered his voice and said, "You may not know yet, Dorophy was chased into the desert by a pirate with a bounty of more than million. His life or death is unknown now."

When Mr. 3 heard the news, he couldn't help but gasp and secretly felt lucky that he had escaped.

Fujitora just nodded slightly. He did not show much emotional fluctuation regarding the battle between pirates.

"Continue to search for the whereabouts of that boy."

Mr.3 nodded quickly.

Just then, the door of the pub was pushed open and a shirtless man with a crew cut walked in.

Mr. 3 took a closer look and shouted in surprise: "Mr. 1! Are you here to save me?"

Mr. 1 glanced at Mr. 3 coldly, ignored his excitement, and walked straight towards Fujitora.

His eyes revealed a fierce look, staring at Fujitora and said: "This scum is a subordinate of our boss, Crocodile, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea. If you, the navy, do not want to violate the treaty of the World Government, then you'd better let him go. Otherwise, when a fight breaks out, we will not care about the navy's face."

As soon as Mr. 1 said this, the atmosphere in the pub suddenly became tense. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked over here.

Candle man Mr. 3 is so scared that his blood is almost drained out!
I thought, you have never seen this blind man summon a meteorite! Can your broken knife cut the meteorite?

The corners of Fujitora's mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile.

"Well, then, I'll be looking for a needle in a haystack in the desert. Fortunately, I don't have much to do."

Mr.1 frowned. He didn't expect Fujitora to compromise so easily.

He originally thought there would be a fierce battle, but now Fujitora's attitude made him a little confused.

Mr. 3 was secretly thankful, as he didn't want to be hit by a meteorite.

At this moment! From the direction of the bar, the bartender suddenly exclaimed!
Everyone turned their heads and saw a black-haired guy with a few bottles of wine in his arms, staring at Fujitora with strange eyes!

The next second, this guy disappeared into the air, leaving everyone confused.

Fujitora frowned, "The wanted criminal is here?"

Mr. 3 swallowed his saliva: "Here and gone again."

Fujitora asked curiously, "The World Government still hasn't figured out this guy's fruit ability and teleportation?"

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After traveling all over the country and spending half a month's food and wages, the new recruit Fang Yu arrived at the wall of Li's mansion with a bunch of carefully prepared delicacies and toys, feeling nervous and expectant.

The sunlight shines on him, but it cannot dispel the tension in his heart. After all, in this crisis-ridden world of Fengshen, every step is like walking on thin ice, and he places his hopes on Nezha.

He carefully placed the food one by one on the courtyard wall. Nezha was lying on the wall with a piece of grass in his mouth, bored. At first, he just glanced at it casually and did not take the food delivered to his door seriously, thinking it was just a new servant in the house.

Suddenly a strange smell wafted in the air. Nezha wrinkled his nose. The strange smell was like an invisible hand, piqued his curiosity.

He sat up straight and yelled at the top of his voice: "Are you going to die? How dare you throw shit at my feet?" Fang Yu quickly explained with a smile on his face: "Master, this is not shit, this is the famous stinky tofu in Dongcheng. Even though it smells bad, it tastes delicious!"

Since he was born, Nezha has rarely had the experience of strolling freely in Chentangguan. When shops and vendors see him, they will close their businesses immediately. Passersby who run slowly will lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, jump into the river to hold their breath, or climb up trees to pretend to be birds.

The mansion would not give him junk food, so Nezha naturally had never seen many snacks.

"How dare you lie to me?" Nezha narrowed his eyes.

"If you don't believe me, let me try a piece and let you see."

As he spoke, Fang Yu quickly picked up a piece of steaming stinky tofu from the cloth bag, stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation, and began to chew it with big mouthfuls, deliberately making an expression of enjoyment on his face.

Nezha had a look of disgust on his face, as if he was watching someone eating shit.

Fang Yu knew clearly that success or failure depended on this one move. If he couldn't convince Nezha of the charm of this delicacy, all his previous efforts would be in vain.

So he chewed and said incoherently: "Master, please believe me this time, it is really delicious."

Nezha pouted with a face full of doubt: "Is it really delicious?" Fang Yu nodded hurriedly, "Absolutely true! If you don't believe me, I'll eat another one!" As he said that, he swiftly picked up a piece of stinky tofu and stuffed it into his mouth.

Nezha tilted his head, looking back and forth between Fang Yu and the pile of stinky tofu, and suddenly asked: "You are not the son of Old Li, are you? I said, it's not my fault that the house collapsed, I just..." He thought for a moment: "I was a little too strong."

Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, then he realized, "What are you talking about? My last name is Fang, not Li."

Nezha frowned, his doubts growing even more intense: "Is this thing poisoned? Or..."

"It's not poisonous, it's delicious!" Fang Yu said as he ate another piece, looking as if this stinky tofu was the most delicious delicacy in the world.

Nezha was a little confused. He really couldn't figure out what this person in front of him wanted. "Then why did you give me these new things?"

Fang Yu was delighted to see Nezha finally took the bait. He bowed slightly and started praising him: "When the young master appeared that day, he looked so majestic. I knew at first glance that he was the son of Li Jing, the general of Chentang Pass! His upright and heroic figure, his unruly eyes, and even walking with his hands in his crotch looked so cool!"

When he said this, Nezha seemed to be touched by something. He quickly took his hand out of his crotch and scratched his head embarrassedly.

"What do you mean...you worship me?" Nezha asked.

"Of course! When the young master kicked the shuttlecock at me that day, I felt like I was hit by a meteorite! With such divine power, the young master will definitely be a more powerful general than General Li in the future! If I establish a good relationship with you now, I can get an official position in the future, right?" Fang Yu said in one breath, observing Nezha's reaction.

Nezha understood and rubbed his nose, "Oh? Aren't you afraid that I will eat you like the rumors say?"

Fang Yu shook his head quickly, his expression firm: "Those people are too easily led by the rhythm. What demon child is born? I think it is a blessing from heaven! You are flame! What is fire in ancient times? It is the grace of heaven that allows the savages to bid farewell to darkness, raw meat and cold!"

Nezha's face flushed with praise, and he turned around quickly, "Oh! What nonsense! It sounds disgusting! Hurry up and give it to me..." The word "get out" was on the tip of his tongue, but somehow, Nezha changed the subject and said, "Let's go!"

Fang Yu knew that this was half the battle, so he nodded and said, "Then I will leave first, General Zha, and I will come back to pay tribute to you in a few days."

"Oh! It's so annoying! Let's go!" Nezha waved his hands impatiently.

After Fang Yu left, Nezha turned his head to look at the fresh food along the courtyard wall. Finally, he couldn't help himself, so he grabbed a piece of stinky tofu, put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

After chewing it twice, Nezha's eyes lit up and he nodded with satisfaction: "It really tastes good, but smells bad. No, it tastes good, but smells bad..."

Thinking of Fang Yu's appearance just now, Nezha smacked his lips and said, "What a strange guy."

(End of this chapter)