One Piece-I Loaded The Game Panel

Is the magnificent picture in my mind a dream or reality...

After the scorching midsummer night.

The morning breeze blows on the curtains, letting the heather fragrance in the room gradually dissipate, replacing it with a cool breath.

Issho, 31 years old, just graduated from the Academy (Fog) trainee magician.

I opened my eyes and saw an unfamiliar ceiling.

咚咚.

Just then, a knock on the door sounded.

Issho endured the inexplicable dry throat, and said in a dull voice:

"Come in, please."

What made him feel a little relaxed was that he opened the door And what entered was not one of the two lady faces that appeared alternately last night, nor was it the White Specter who caused all this, but just a young man who looked like an ordinary waiter.

"Elephant Sang——"

"Issho, not elephant!"

Issho interrupted the hotel waiter with a dark face At this time, he has completely recalled the bits and pieces that happened in the Yuyan Casino yesterday, and naturally will not ignore the ridiculous title of White Specter before he left!

It can even be said that he will never forget it in his life!

The quality of the young waiter is very good. He changed his name obediently and told Issho politely: Someone is waiting for him in the cafe on the top floor of the Yuyan sub-chamber.

Ten minutes later.

Under the guidance of the waiter, Issho came to the luxurious tea restaurant on the second top of the Yuyan Pyramid, and saw the White Specter enjoying the morning breakfast leisurely and comfortably!

Issho clenched his fists and strode towards the window table where White Specter was.

Adrian had already foreseen the coming of Issho, he remained calm and composed while handling pressing affairs, lifting right hand, squinting said with a smile: "Yeah, isn't this Issho Sang! I haven't seen you overnight," How does it feel to say goodbye to the immature original body?"

I don't know if it was because of shame or anger, two blushes suddenly appeared on Issho's pie.

He sat across from Adrian, spread his hands to hold the corners of the two tables, leaned forward slightly, keeping his eyes fixed on Adrian.

Adrian was a bit unnaturally tactical backwards, lightly coughed and said: "cough cough, Issho Sang, is there nothing I want to express?"

bang!

Suddenly, Issho lowered his head directly and knocked his head on the desktop.

The force is so powerful that it smashes the items on the table.

At the same time, Issho loudly said: "Thank you for the hospitality!"

? ? ?

Adrian tilted his head, revealing the black question mark face.

There seems to be something wrong with you!

Fujitora!

Is it because you were born on August 10th, so you are such a wild beast?

Issho lifting his head, revealing his slightly flushed forehead, he casually said to the waiter who came to the restaurant after hearing the sound: "A bowl of two-eight soba noodles, no chopped green onion, and an extra raw egg. Thank you."

Faced with such a powerful heart (super), (thick) element (face), (skin), Adrian simply refused to accept it.

Issho returned the [brave short blade] in his arms to Adrian with a calm expression, and even explained in the mood: "I am Japanese Pacifista."

"So you remember How many slices of bread have you eaten so far?"

"Thirteen slices."

What else can you say?

Just smile.

Adrian twitched the corners of his mouth and put on a commercial smirk.

At this moment, the waiter brought the soba noodles.

Adrian bent down, lifted a row of small wooden cages from the floor beside his feet, and placed them on the table top.

"Issho Sang, I heard that there is a special custom in Alabasta. For those men and women who say goodbye to innocence, friends will prepare a special gift to congratulate them."

"Why haven't I heard of it?"

"cough cough,

it doesn't matter!"

Adrian pushed the wooden cage in front of Issho and motioned him to open it.

"Den Den Mushi?"

"To be precise, it is the high level image Den Den Mushi, which I bought from the local world economic newspaper in Alabasta!"

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Issho extend the hand refers to, fiddle with the so-called Den Den Mushi tentacles, "So what is the difference between this high level Den Den Mushi and ordinary Den Den Mushi?"

Adrian explained with interest: "First of all, it can't make calls; but, it can shoot and show images!"

"Oh, shooting and showing...Nani???"

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Issho was stunned and almost opened the entire desktop. He extended the hand and pointed tremblingly at the image Den Den Mushi in the wooden cage. Fiercely swallowed a few saliva.

"This, this Den Den Mushi, when did you buy your excellency?

"Inside, it should be, probably, maybe clean, right?

"I'm afraid I haven't recorded any bad pictures, right?"

I have experienced it for a few days.

At this time, Issho is saying that he will not believe the morals of the White Specter in front of him!

Three questions from the soul point to the root cause.

Issho almost said: You guy didn't make my little movie, right?

Adrian raised his brows and said, "Who knows? Or Issho Sang can return to the room alone after breakfast later to check this image Den Den Mushi."

When Issho was restless in his heart.

Adrian continued to add: "Of course, if you see half of it and suddenly some kind of demand arises, Yuyan Hotel can also help you contact the two professional players last night."

Immediately, Issho's face is almost green.

At this time, for the first time, he gave birth to the idea of ​​"I had known this, I shouldn't have agreed to the request for extra charges". UU reading www.uukanshu.com

With the last look in his heart, Issho said: "White Specter your excellency, should you just be kidding me?"

Adrian returned He has a little "understanding the king" eyes.

Issho collapsed, slumped his shoulders, like a poor baby who has lost a few hundred catties of dreams.

Melancholic ghost, sage moment.

The melancholic ghost with a faint blue fluorescence pierced directly through Issho's body.

Accompanied by a slight tremor of the body, it was instantly dull.

What dreams, what midsummer nights, what images Den Den Mushi are all thrown out of Issho's mind at this time, only a few empty aftertastes remain in his heart.

Adrian silently retracted his finger and said with a smile to Issho kindly: "Do you feel better now, Issho-san?"

"Yes, I'm fine."

Issho's voice sounds very soft, like clouds floating in the air.

After a while, he lowered his head in shame, and thought, "have no desire to improve:

噫! it is good! I'm hit again...

"Issho-san, listen clearly, the troublesome entanglement between Marine and World Government and I don't need an unknown ronin to intervene."

Adrian stood up, his voice was flat, but with indisputable meaning.

"It stands to reason that with my current [identity], even if I executed you on the spot yesterday, there would not be any one person is surprised.

"So , I am now ready to leave the rain, are you still going to continue walking with me? "

"No...I will only wish your excellency, and prosperity!" "

Negative ghost!

"Sorry, I shouldn't be born in this world..."

Adrian silently retracted his finger, fat tiger, you are What is there to stand here?