The Arrogant And High-Profile History Of The Pirate’s Richest Man

After half an hour.

Mid-levels hotel, in the most luxurious room!

Kaos sat on the sofa topless, with Erlang's legs tilted up while drinking red wine while reading the news.

Not far away, Crocodile was eating, to replenish consumption a little.

On the ground opposite Kaos, Aquino's nose and face were swollen, and his chubby shirtless body was blue and purple, as if he had suffered some kind of shame, and his entire face was pale as snow, as if he would swallow his last breath in the next moment.

I feel pitiful just looking at it.

After almost half an hour of duel, Crocodile was very successful in beating Aquino into this look, and without the ability to use Sand-Sand Fruit.

So after some venting, Crocodile is now very happy.

Phoo~

Kaos put down the newspaper, frustrated a cigar and scanned Aquino up and down.

This guy is useless except Devil Fruit.

Can't see and hear sex, can't arm sex, let alone the physical skills within the six forms.

In short, it is a scum.

Aquino didn't dare to be hard-hearted now.

He just bowed his head and panted, and there were only two ways before him. In the end, under the threat of death, he still chose to become his own humiliatingly.

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the door.

As Kaos spoke, the hotel manager came in with a doctor who came to heal Aquino.

The manager and the doctor left ten minutes later, coming and going in a hurry.

It's just that when I left, my mouth was grinning, and the gold coins in Kabuto were a bit heavy.

Now Aquino looks serious, but the real situation is not like that.

At least it hadn't reached the kind of dying situation, and it was more or less deliberately pretended by Aquino.

A little clever.

"Lao Sha, I'll leave it to you tonight."

Kaios got up from the sofa and walked into another bedroom to rest.

There are a lot of people staring at the island from the inside and out, and it is estimated that there will be people who can't help but want to do it.

It depends on whether people like Sengoku can arrive overnight, and now they still have to avoid their edge a little, and Kaos is also planning to go to New World.

However, it is necessary to stay in the Grand Line for ten and a half days before that, and the World government needs to feel heartache.

As for going to New World, it is naturally for "pure gold".

He has been recalling information about "pure gold" recently, with a little certainty.

Stussy didn't make a call either, so it should have gone well.

"no problem."

Crocodile knows what Kaos means, and there is still a tacit understanding.

"By the way, tell him about the team's mission and culture, and let him experience it, as long as he doesn't die!"

How could Kaos fail to see Aquino's little nine.

Deliberately pretending to be seriously injured and dying is nothing more than paralyzing him, trying to find a chance to escape.

Crocodile was a little unhappy, but nodded.

After Caos entered the room, Crocodile got rid of what was in front of him, then suffocated the cigar, walked to the sofa where Caos had sat down, and looked at Aquino with contempt.

Aquino was very upset with this expression.

It was confirmed that the look in his eyes was someone he couldn't hit.

Really frustrated.

"I said, listen!"

"Write it down in the shortest time. As for how much you understand, it depends on your comprehension."

Crocodile's contemptuous expression began to become enthusiastic and excited, and he stood up and explained the team's purpose and culture to Aquino.

It was the same as explained to Stussy, but this time it was more proficient and more exciting.

"The purpose and culture of our team is very simple. We must first understand what is the purpose of a person's life?"

"..."

Aquino didn't care at first, but slowly opened his mouth slightly and stared blankly at Crocodile who was talking about it.

"It's ours, it must be ours."

"Release your nature and live as you please."

"The essence of life is stimulation and heartbeat."

"Destiny can be Master in his own hands."

"No one in this world can be more rampant and arrogant than me, and no one can oppress us..."

Crocodile foamed and splashed, and the more he talked, the more he felt, and Aquino stared at Crocodile dumbfounded for an hour.

This time, Crocodile also added a lot of his own ideas to the culture of purpose, which is a bit more arrogant and domineering than the version given by Kaos, which is the essence.

Obviously Crocodile has been innovating.

If things go on like this, it might be better to shoot Kaos on the beach than Blue.

Because Crocodile's talk is more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people this time, it adds a lot of softness, contrast, etc. than the crude and straightforward version given by Kaos, and it is very contagious. Looking at Aquino's slightly contemplative expression, it is obvious Speaking of the heart.

After careful consideration, Aquino felt that what Crocodile was talking about was life.

He is a walking dead now, not alive at all.

But how does it feel that there is something wrong?

Although what this guy said makes sense!

Aquino's face was dull, and he began to think about the collision!

The more I think about it, the more I feel that I have lived on a dog for so many years, too lazy.

There is no goal, no dream, no pursuit.

You are not inferior to others, so why can't you become the strong one everyone fears?

Do whatever you want, whatever you want...

Life now seems too boring, I am unknown in the sea, this shouldn't be myself.

His name should ring all over the sea, and it should be recorded in history.

Crocodile was a little dry, and pouring himself a glass of red wine didn't bother Aquino.

Turning his head to look out of the window, Crocodile's eyes are full of stories.

Explaining it to Aquino, he felt that his soul had also been sublimated and comforted.

I didn't know when I started, I had already seen the profound meaning of life and the nature of the world, and the world was still in ignorance, and it seemed that I needed to spread my ideas.

This desperate world should also be purified and saved.

The hall fell silent all at once.

One person's eyes are all expressions of seeing through the truth, while the other is confused and suspicious of life.

Little did he know that Kaos in the room was stunned at this time.

Shaking cleverly all over, Kaos took a sip of his cigar and subconsciously moved the gold earrings, looking at the wall with weird eyes!

Just now Crocodile gave an exquisite explanation, and he heard every word.

It is true that Crocodile gets more and more excited as he speaks, and it is hard not to hear it. If he hadn't had the big dye tank through the Internet in his previous life, he also felt that what Crocodile said was the truth.

its not right!

The more I think about it, the more I feel that Crocodile is engaging in transmission.

Please, he is a serious man.

This team is also serious.

How come you hear Crocodile say this, it seems to be a transmission organization.

If this continues, isn't he just passing on the boss?

Where is the deviation?

However, Crocodile made sense. After his supplement and understanding, the team's mission culture is like having a soul, and it doesn't feel so dry and boring anymore.

I can't see that Crocodile has this kind of talent.

It is an individual talent that he can even learn by himself without a teacher!

Little does he know that the culprit of all this is himself, and he also thinks that Crocodile is self-taught without a teacher, and there is no compulsion at all!

But Kaos was still satisfied, and did not intend to correct anything. .

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