Chapter 59 059. Guess?

"Why don't you speak?"

Walking down the street, he glanced at the quiet Perona on his shoulder and asked, "Wasn't she still so energetic just now?"

"Sorry, I was wrong."

"Where is wrong?"

"I shouldn't have bitten your heart."

"anything else?"

"No, I should be older than you, right?" Perona said with her eyes wide open: "Why do I feel like your sister? I am always being lectured by you?"

Mercer raised his eyebrows and turned to look at her: "You still know that you are older than me?"

Perona's face froze, and she bared her teeth in anger and said, "What do you want? I've already apologized."

"You apologized?"

"I apologized."

"How?"

"Sorry, I was wrong."

"That's it?"

"What about that?"

Perona looked confused, "Do you want to beat me up again?"

"Did I hit you?"

"Didn't you just use that lightning of yours to knock me out? It hurt so much that my spirit body was numb from the electricity. I was almost shattered by you."

"I can break up your spirit? How come I don't know how powerful I am?" Moser scolded with a smile, "You've even learned to play the victim. Shame on you."

"You're shameless. You bastard."

"Forget it, let's put this matter behind us. But don't bite my heart again in the future. It hurts."

"Oh, so you're not angry anymore?" Perona whispered, "You don't blame me for making you pay for it?"

"You'll be washing my dirty clothes for the next three months."

"Will it take a while?"

"Then do you know how much money I lost?"

"Then I'll wash it." Perona thought of the thick stack of Baileys and felt a little uneasy. "I promise you, then this matter will be over."

"Ah."

"I'm tired. I'm going to take a nap. Call me when you find that demon."

As it spoke, the spirit sank directly into Moses' body, became smaller, the size of a thumb, and fell asleep on Moses' heart.

The corners of his eyes twitched.

Mercer was speechless and said, "This devilish girl, she treats my heart as her own home."

Mercer moved Ya Dabao from his armpit to his arms, and kept a few people who were also looking for the Son of Demon hanging from a distance. His observation Haki spread out, sensing the breath within the range of his domineering aura.

……

In an alley, a hooded black-haired girl of about thirteen or fourteen was leaning against the wall, crossing her arms in front of her and clenching them tightly.

"Second wheel flower. Master."

A pair of white and tender arms grew out from behind the necks of two men with fierce faces not far in front of him. They grabbed their chins and heads and twisted them hard.
"Click!"

They almost overlapped, making two sounds of joints breaking.

Seeing the two men collapsed on the ground with their eyes rolled up, the girl breathed a sigh of relief, searched briefly, found some scraps of Baileys, and then quickly left the alley.

A few minutes later, a few more men came here and looked at the two men lying unconscious on the ground.

One person stepped forward and touched their necks, then gasped:
"Brother Bol is finished. His cervical spine is broken. Without immediate surgery, he won't live long. Hiss~ This horrific injury, just as the rumors say, is the result of the sorcery of that demon son."

"Then tell me, big brother, should we still go after them? We're no better than the Boll brothers. If we keep chasing them, we'll be killed."

"Don't worry, second brother. We can just hang in the back. It's not just us who are chasing her. Those powerful pirates and bounty hunters have just started chasing her."

"Yeah, that's right. Should we spread the news a little more? Inform the other gang members?"

"Hehehe, what Second Brother said is right. We may not be able to catch her anyway. If we muddy the waters, we might end up being the winners."

"Well, let's do this then. Let's go our separate ways."

As the footsteps faded away, in a hidden corner, a pink ear and an eye growing on the wall turned into pink petals and dissipated in the wind.

In an alley a hundred meters away.

The girl dissipated her power, bit her lower lip, frowned, and muttered to herself in a cold but childish voice:

"Oh no, we can't stay here anymore. We have to leave this island quickly."

After looking around for a while, she found a department store and went in through the back door.

Looking at the somewhat deserted store, the girl looked at the middle-aged boss who was sleeping on the table.

He walked over quietly, hit him hard on the back of the neck with a knife, reached out and touched his carotid artery, waited for a while, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickly walked to the door of the store and closed it.

Put the Baileys you just found on the table in front of the boss.

The girl began looking for clothes in the store, found something similar, then walked to the floor-length mirror, took out some cosmetics from her bag and began to apply them on her face.

After a while,
A young girl wearing a thick gray sweater, loose jeans, and gray cloth shoes walked out from the back door.

She had a dark face, big nostrils, freckles on her cheeks, and a low ponytail that hung down in front of her chest.

Carrying a simple small backpack.

A very simple girl.

After a few minutes, the girl took a deep breath, walked onto the street, and followed the flow of people towards the port.

"Ah, la la, it's been five years since we last met. You've grown from a little girl to a grown-up girl, and you've become smarter too. Nico Robin, you're still trying hard to live."

Kuzan stood at the entrance of an alley, silently watching the small figure walking through the crowd, and uttered this sigh.

"Ah la la, now that you've discovered everything, why don't you go up and arrest her?"

Messer came over from the barbecue stall nearby, holding a handful of barbecued meat. He looked up at Kuzan while eating.

"From your tone, it seems like you're still reminiscing about something?"

"Are you familiar with her?"

Kuzan's eyes twitched, and he turned his head to look at Messer. He reached out and snatched half of the barbecue from Messer's hand, picked up a skewer and started eating it.

"You are still young, you don't understand, can you forget everything you see now?"

"Hey~, why are you still trying to steal my meat? Do you still have any shame?"

"You discovered my secret. Logically, I should have silenced you."

Kuzan curled his lips and ate with big mouthfuls: "This barbecue is good. But considering the hush money you gave me, as long as you don't go out and say anything nonsense, I will let you go."

"You're talking as if you're really going to cheat on me." Mercer was fearless. Seeing this, Kuzan laughed and said, "That won't happen, but your grandfather would be very happy if I kept you by my side 24 hours a day."

Kuzan has gained some understanding of Moser's knowledge and intelligence after spending time with him these days.

Even if he told it out loud, it wouldn't have much impact on him. After all, this was a world where the strong were respected, and unfortunately, he could really be considered a strong man.

Mercer laughed. "Yeah, that's a deal. We're done with this matter. We'll keep it a secret between us."

"Speaking of which?" Messer looked at Nico Robin, whose street was blocked by several men not far ahead, and then looked at Kuzan: "That guy is blocked again, don't you want to go and take a look?"

"It depends on her own ability. I won't arrest her, but I won't save her either."

"What? Do you want to help her?" Kuzan glanced at Messer. "If you want to help her, go ahead and help her. I'll pretend I didn't see anything."

"Okay, I'm going back to the warship. I didn't see anything. Go ahead and do what you want."

As he spoke, he turned and disappeared beside Moses. Looking at the rings of dust rising from the ground beneath his feet, Moses smiled:

"Leaving by shaving? I'm impressed too."

Messier turned his head and saw Nicole Robin, who was blocked not far away, running over again.

There were six strong men chasing after him.

"Kuzan, you run fast."

Mercer watched the scene speechlessly. Then, Nico Robin, a shabby-looking woman in makeup, ran over to Mercer. For Nico Robin, a professional escapee, keeping an eye on all directions was basic common sense. Seeing the alleyway entrance next to Mercer, her face lit up and she quickened her pace.

A faint floral scent wafted past me.

A petite figure passed by.

A few seconds later, the first strong man passed by Messer.

With a bamboo stick in his hand that he had just eaten, Messer's eyes focused, and he gathered all his strength. He flicked his wrist and threw it, and a slight sound of breaking wind was heard.

Whoosh!
Pfft!

The sharp, greasy bamboo stick pierced his foot accurately. Running caused tearing and the intense pain made his heart tremble.

Suddenly, a roar of "Ahhhh" came out of his mouth.

He lost his balance and hit his head against the wall of the alley.

Boom! A muffled sound was heard.

Moses smiled and said, "This melon will be ripe."

The next moment, Messier looked at the five remaining strong men who were forced to stop due to an unexpected situation. They had a faint smell of the sea, dark and yellow complexion, and were dressed in rough clothes.

"Pirate?" Mercer asked curiously.

Hearing this childish voice, the five people turned around and one of them said with a gloomy face, "Little devil, was it you who did this?"

He looked at his companion who was holding his leg and screaming in pain, the bamboo stick on the instep of his foot, and the kebab in Moses's hand.

Seeing this, Moses understood.

He pulled out Hanlu from behind his waist with his right hand, pushed off the ground with his feet, and his figure quickly appeared in front of him.

Because of height factor.

I don't want to jump.
Moses swung his arm and stabbed, moving quickly between the five men, aiming at their kidneys and stabbing them hard.

Puff puff puff puff puff!!!

Finish the job.

He glanced at a pair of lively black-blue eyes on the wall not far away.

Moses shook off the blood on the sword and put the clean and transparent dagger back into the scabbard at his waist.

Looking back at the five people groaning on the ground, Moses walked towards the street in the distance.

After thinking about it, he retreated and kicked them again to ensure that they could sleep peacefully.

After finishing the work, Moses left.

At the same time, the dark blue eyes on the wall also disappeared.

Walking on the street, eating kebabs, and feeling bored, Messer opened the light screen panel and looked at the gift ability bar on his retina.

【Vision】

This is a newly emerged gift that has not yet been truly realized.

This is because a new gift ability emerged after the characteristic of "the unity of spirit and flesh" appeared.

A spiritual vision.

Even if it didn't materialize, Messer found that he could see things that he had never seen before.

At the moment, it's a bit like the "yin-yang eyes" kind of thing.

At this moment, looking at the spirit of Perona sleeping soundly and drooling on his heart, Messer's mouth twitched.

He took a vicious bite of the kebab.

"Just consider it your rent. It's your fault for letting yourself down."

Breathing fluctuates.

Entering a state of unity between man and nature, feeling the breathing frequency fluctuations emitted by Perona's spirit, Messer adjusted his own breathing frequency fluctuations to pretend to be in tune with it.

Respiratory rate fluctuations are consistent.

The disguise was successful.

The spirits have the same aura.

The waves emitted by the spirits began to blend.

Carefully sensing the fluctuations in the spirit Perona's breathing rate, strands of black and red arcs began to beat quietly on the surface of the heart.

It spread to Perona's spirit.

Moses began to understand.

Devil fruits are magical, and the places where some devil fruits are stored are also very strange.

For example, the effect of the Yomiuri fruit's ability is deposited on the soul.

And Messer discovered that Perona's ghost fruit can also be called the spirit fruit, although the effect of the fruit acts on the physical body and the spirit.

But it is more inclined towards the spiritual body.

Everything has its own breathing rate fluctuation.

This is true even for devil fruits born from human imagination.

So it is natural that it can be imitated and learned.

Although I may not be able to create various emotional spiritual creatures like she can breathe, I may be able to imitate some of the spiritual characteristics.

For example, the emotional power of the spirit.

Perhaps it would be possible to add the power of emotion to the Domineering Haki attack.

Tyranny. The Sorrowful Palm?

Tyrant. Angry iron fist?

Messer ate barbecue while walking, his mind wandering, and he was still observing the spirit Perona on his heart.

Suddenly a "Ga~" sounded in his ears, and Moser was startled. He saw the crow Dabao fluttering in his arms.

Moses loosened his arms, and the crow flapped its wings and flew into the air.

Flying in a circle in the air.

In less than a minute it fell on Messer's shoulders again.

The bird lowered its head and looked at Messer quietly. It opened its beak and uttered a hoarse "Wow!"
"Mei, did you just use the black and red lightning to knock out Crow?"

Mercer turned his eyes away, a little embarrassed, and said, "Pepe bit me and caused me to have a stress reaction due to the pain. It's her fault, yes, it was her."

"I knew it was that devil woman's doing again."

At this time, Perona's voice also sounded, with a bit of sweetness:
"You're calling me? Mercer, is dinner ready?"

Before he finished speaking,

A pink-haired head popped out from Moses' right shoulder, and Ya Dabao and he occupied Moses' shoulders on the left and right.

"Are you confused in your sleep?"

Mercer curled his lips.

At this time, Perona's low voice sounded, "Messer, what did you do to this person's spirit?"

Messer looked back and saw quiet arcs of black and red electricity moving across the surface of her spirit body.

"Huh? Pepe, when did you learn the Conqueror's Haki Entanglement? Why didn't you tell me you learned it?"

Perona's eyes froze for a moment, and then she became angry, "You bastard, negative ghost."

A negative ghost casually shot into Messer's body.

The next second, the spirit knelt on Moses's shoulder, speaking in a negative tone.

"I'm such an idiot. I really want to hit my head against something and die."

A few seconds later, Perona glared at Messer with a look of madness and helplessness.

"what happened?"

Moses laughed.

"you guess?"

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  PS: Brook, who possessed the Yomi Nomi, had his soul return to his body a year after his death, which shows that the ability of the fruit is hosted in the soul.

  
 
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