The Great Writer of One Piece

"...How many kills have you had?" Luo Hong couldn't help but asked.

Rayleigh laid out the cards in his hand and said, "It's all kills? Are your cards incomplete? It's different from what you said. The invasion of the South China Sea, devil fruits, wine, etc., are not available."

Eh, Luo Hong doesn't know what to say, but he clearly saw it just now! The cards inside are all ready!

"Well, I lost this game, let's do it again." Rayleigh, as the first hand, held six kills in his hand. After using two flashes, he could no longer resist.

"It's too simple, isn't it?" Seeing that Reilly won before he made any move, he was a little depressed, "You told me that it's difficult, it doesn't look like that."

Luo Hong is speechless, this is obviously because of your luck...

After two rounds of play, Luo Hong was still suppressed by Rayleigh's overlord luck, "Xinxiang, Ibuki, you all come here, as well as Pulitzer and Fukien, all come here."

If you can't do it alone, then you can only have 3V3, so you can't use your overlord luck.

However, Luo Hong still underestimated Rayleigh's luck. Luo Hong, Shingo and Ibuki were killed by the opposite Rayleigh and lost their armor and armor. Playing and playing, Luo Hong lost his confidence. Is it you who came through or me...

"Okay, okay, let's not forget that work is important." As soon as the round ended, Luo Hong collected the cards and said.

Rayleigh looked at him and said, "Why don't you play? Didn't you play well? It's fun." Of course you're fun, but I've lost from the beginning until now!

"Let's play after get off work. Anyway, Uncle Rayleigh, you also live with us." After all, in the office, Luo Hong is not ready to play anymore. Just to explain it to Rayleigh, by the way, test the acceptance of One Piece and others. Spend. Now it seems that it's not bad, at least the people from Rayleigh Xinxiang are having a good time.

Seeing that he couldn't play anymore, Rayleigh scratched his head and returned to his place in a sullen mood.

"Minister, is that really that fun?" At Reilly's request, Grace always addressed Reilly as minister. At the beginning, Grace wanted to call the teacher because of Reilly's teaching, but Reilly, who was fresh, just asked Grace to call the minister.

Reilly stroked his beard, nodded and said, "Not bad, we can play two games before training later."

Grace is Rayleigh's first subordinate, and Rayleigh still takes good care of him. He also brings Grace and Pulitzer to Luo Hong's routine training every day. Of course, Pulitzer follows Grace cheekily. come. But Rayleigh didn't care, he was from the newspaper office, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

In this way, the swimming team in the past two weeks has changed from one Luo Hong to three. Since Luo Hong was recognized last week, residents along the way can see the president of the Chambord newspaper swimming by his house every day, which can be regarded as a scene of Chambord.

"Will it be too early?" Every day's training is gathered before six o'clock. If there are two more rounds, it will have to be earlier.

"It's so early, now you are swimming fairly fast, you don't have to rush so fast." Rayleigh waved his hand and settled down like this.

Reilly, who wanted to say something to Grace, suddenly thought of something, turned around and said to Luo Hong, "Luo Hong, go to Xia Qi's bar for dinner at night." "Oh? Why?" Reilly has been in Luo Hong recently. The Hong family has room and board, why did he suddenly go to Aunt Xia's place today, and he had to take himself with him.

"Why do you ask so many questions, just follow me after get off work." Rayleigh didn't explain much, but just said a thoughtless thing to Luo Hong.

Whatever you do, eat whatever you want. You don't need money anyway, and you don't have to worry about being slaughtered. Luo Hong wanted to laugh when he remembered what the two Pulitzers told him when they first arrived at Chambord. The two guys had good luck, and they were able to break into Xia Qi's place as soon as they arrived.

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Offshore of Shambord, the red-haired pirates are slowly approaching.

"Boss, what do you think Mr. Luo Hong did with this nautical kill?" Several months later, La Qilu's name for Luo Hong has changed. Too much for his appetite.

The redhead was looking at today's Shampoodi Weekly newspaper, and when he heard Lazilu's words, he turned his head and showed one eye from the newspaper, "It seems to be some kind of card? It's similar to poker." Shanks thought for a while and remembered. Only poker may be a bit similar to the sailing kill that the newspapers say.

"Really? That's no fun, poker is not fun." Razilu shook his head, poker was not fun in his mind.

Jesus Bu was sitting next to Lazilu, and after hearing Lazilu's words, he stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder, "You are stupid, isn't the newspaper clearly written about skills, what kind of invasion is there~www.novelmt.com~ There is no such thing in poker, don't be deceived by the boss. He said that when he reaches Chambord, he will ask Luo Hong to ask for a set."

Shanks turned out to be fooling himself? After pushing his own glasses, Lazilu said, "Boss, give me a copy when you want it." Although Lazilu didn't understand how this thing worked, it didn't stop him from collecting his thoughts. .

I heard that a set consists of dozens of cards, which is much faster than buying one issue at a time. Although this thing will be sold directly and has little collection value, it is better than facing your CDEF card every day. Yes, Razilu is also a genuine African.

On Shanks' ship, there were many orders for every issue of the weekly Shambord, and Lazilu was one of his loyal customers. Thanks to the cards, the weekly sales of Chambord is much better than other newspapers.

"Lazilu, didn't you tell me to return my A card to me today?" Saying that, **** Bu suddenly remembered something. Lazilu borrowed his A card to play for a few days. This A card is a new card, much better than the previous old card.

Laqilu's face tightened, and he said, "Uh, cough, how about one more day's delay."

"It's still slow? You've been borrowing it for six days. I touched it the first day I got it." **** was very depressed. Is this my card or yours?

"You got it, I'll give it to you. Don't ask me for it when I get the SSR in the future." Lazilu saw that the plan to delay the army was not working, so he had to draw an A card from his card book, which was his only A card above C card, no, this is not your own.

When he handed the cloth to Jesus, Lazilu was very reluctant to give it up, but **** cloth ignored it and snatched it from Lazilu's hands.

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