I just unified the country, and you say this is sailing?

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But this sand wall is not meant to stop Moria.

But a reminder.

Remind Moria that his enemies are here.

Jesus put away his rifle and returned to Shanks's side.

Shanks pressed down his straw hat, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.

"I thought I could get by with the Sand Crocodile, but I didn't expect you to get there first."

"But even though it's you, it doesn't matter."

"Red-haired Shanks!"

When Moria saw the Red Group, his pupils suddenly shrank.

He never thought that he would meet the Red Hair Pirates here.

"Hey, hey, hey, aren't you also a pirate group? Why do you still want to attack me?"

Moriah doesn't want to go against this rising young pirate group, because Red Hair is rated as a quasi-Four Emperors level figure.

After years of depression, Moria doesn't think he can fight against Red Hair.

Moria turned to look at the Qin soldiers and shouted, "They are pirates too, why don't you arrest them?

Go and catch them now. I will never make things difficult for you. I just want your shadows.

If you die, just give me your shadow.

Isn’t it the best of both worlds?

Besides, I can help you fight against red hair!"

Moriah was also attracted to the red-haired shadow.

The shadow of Red Hair alone is more important than the shadows of five thousand pirates.

However, the Qin soldiers were indifferent to Moria's words.

And looked at him as if he were a fool.

"Don't waste your breath."

Shanks raised his head, looked at Moriah who was like a small mountain, and said slowly, "Because I am also from Daqin. And you are an outsider."

Then he drew out the sword he was carrying.

"My previous sword, Griffin, was destroyed by Mr. Baili, so His Majesty gave me this Bloodthirsty Sword."

Looking at the bright red blade of the Bloodthirsty Sword, Shanks showed a faint smile on his face.

"I like this sword, so I will use you to sharpen it today!"

"What do you want to do?!"

Moria suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"kill!"

Shanks' eyes flashed, and murderous intent burst out!

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Chapter 90: Hawkeye vs. Crocodile; His Majesty Knows Everything [Request for full order or custom order]

Crocodile's destination is the imperial prison in Dressrosa.

According to the map provided by the World Government, there are two prisons in Dressrosa, one for ordinary criminals.

The other imperial prison is used by the royal family to detain some special prisoners.

For example, the royal family that was previously imprisoned by Don Quixote's family.

He can't be detained in an ordinary prison.

Crocodile didn't believe it, so he went straight to the imperial prison.

but--

Before they got close to the prison, someone blocked their way.

"I didn't expect you to come here first instead of joining us."

Looking at Hawkeye who looked indifferent and shook his head, Crocodile Sand smiled and said, "As expected of the loner Hawkeye, you are also a skilled and courageous person. Aren't you afraid of being caught by Daqin?

Or are you worried that the World Government has spies and wants to surprise Daqin?"

Sand Crocodile guessed.

But Hawkeye still just shook his head.

"It's impossible that he came here to kill Doflamingo just to steal the credit." Crocodile's face turned ugly.

He didn't kill Doflamingo.

It is said that Mingge has died at the hands of Hawkeye, so all his efforts have been in vain.

Although he can obtain clues about Pluto provided by the World Government, Crocodile does not trust the World Government.

He even has to be wary of the World Government's reneging.

"It's you, you're right."

Hawkeye sighed softly and said softly, "As cunning as you are, Crocodile, can't you guess why I'm here?"

The meaning behind these words made Sand Crocodile fall into deep thought.

Looking at Hawkeye, he gradually frowned.

Stretch and wrinkle.

He seemed to be in deep doubt.

After going back and forth several times, the sand crocodile suddenly stared at Hawkeye in disbelief.

"Impossible! Are you from Daqin? When did this happen? Does the World Government know about it?"

"Your mind jumps too much."

Hawkeye probably understood what Crocodile's guess was.

Sand Crocodile thought that he was originally from the Qin Dynasty, and then he went out to wander around and made a name for himself.

He even suspected that this was a game between the World Government and Daqin, and the object of the game was Hawkeye.

Lao Sha is smart, but because he is smart he doubts everything and becomes suspicious.

Hawkeye explained calmly, "Not long ago, when you all gathered together, I came to Daqin—"

"You just joined the Qin?"

"Ah."

"Why? What conditions did Daqin offer you that even Hawkeye couldn't refuse?"

"The strongest swordsman!"

"With your own ability, can't you do it? Do you need the help of Daqin?"

Crocodile didn't believe this reason.

Hawkeye smiled and replied calmly, "Before I came to Daqin, I also firmly believed that I could do it. But after I really came into contact with the strong men of Daqin, I realized that if I didn't join Daqin, I would never have the chance to become the strongest swordsman in this life.

I'm talking about the strongest swordsman, not the swordsman you and I have in mind."

"What's the difference?"

"Swordsman, the strongest swordsman outside of the Qin Dynasty. But as the strongest swordsman, I want to surpass those swordsman supremes in the Temple of Martial God!" Hawkeye said domineeringly.

He was still young, and after joining Daqin, he spent more time communicating with the sword masters.

The stronger you meet, the stronger you become!

Hawkeye firmly believes that he will be able to surpass them one day.

The sand crocodile fell silent.

Because he heard an intriguing meaning in Hawkeye's words.

There are strong people in Daqin, and there is more than one strong person.

Moreover, Hawkeye had already seen this strong man, and even felt that if he did not stay in Daqin, he would never be able to surpass those strong men in his life.

Does the Qin Empire really have such a powerful foundation?

The sand crocodile glanced at the palace, and it seemed as if the palace had been magnified a hundred or a thousand times, and he himself became so small.

He knew that he might have chosen the wrong path this time.

What stands in front of them is probably an insurmountable mountain.

Thinking of this, Sand Crocodile's expression gradually became ugly, "So, you are willing to give up your freedom and choose to join Daqin.

Now, you are standing in front of me to protect Daqin..."

Hawkeye nodded without objection.

Then he slowly pulled out the black knife behind him - Night.

"So, stop. This is as far as you can go."

"What if I say, no..."

Hawkeye smiled and didn't answer, but the armed color domineering that burst out from the black sword again answered Crocodile.

The battle is about to break out!

"Four-wheeled flower·bind!"

Nico Robin took the initiative and wanted to gain the upper hand.

Four arms suddenly grew out of Hawkeye's back, and then tried to grab his arms and neck.

"This trick is so childish."

Hawkeye didn't even bother to focus, he just casually covered the four arms with his armed color, and directly swept them away, turning them into petals and dissipating in the air.

Nico Robin suddenly felt a tightness in her chest.

This ability is closely related to herself.

If the arm is injured, the injury will also be transmitted to her.

"Spiral Draw Slash!"

The moment Mr.1 grew arms on Hawkeye's back, he rushed forward like a cheetah.

His arms transformed into several blades, trying to cut Hawkeye by spinning at high speed.

But the difference in strength didn't give him any chance of winning.

Hawkeye freed one hand, pulled out the cross knife from the necklace, and stabbed it directly into the blade of Mr. 1's arm.

With a "click" sound, the blade on Mr. 1's arm broke.

The power of the fruit faded, and Mr. 1 lay on the ground wailing.

Because his arm was also broken!

The hardness of the blade, which he once prided himself on, was completely vulnerable in front of a true master.