Pirate: I Was Dug Up by Robin

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　　The white hunter Smog, who was wearing the trendy 'smoky makeup', had a look of shock on his face, still a little unbelievable.

　　"This week, in order to ensure that they are intercepted, I am stationed at the trading port under the red soil continent day and night. How could they slip into the East China Sea under my nose? This is impossible." Smog said firmly.

　　"Smog, are you so sure that they will go the way you think they will enter the East China Sea?"

　　The beautiful Navy Captain Tina with long pink hair asked rhetorically.

　　"Which way can they go if they don't go that way? Is it possible that they can still fly over from the sky?" Smoker said.

　　"Have you been sleeping too little recently and your brain is out of whack? If so, you can take a good rest while you still have some time to arrive at Cook Island." Tina kindly suggested.

　　"Fuck you, I'm in good spirits." Smoker took a deep breath of his cigar to refresh himself.

　　"Then how did you say those bastards got here?" Smoker asked rhetorically.

　　"Mr Smoker"

　　At this moment, the attendant glasses girl beside Smog seemed to think of something, and raised her hand weakly.

　　"I'm wondering if Crocodile and the others will go directly into the East China Sea without wind." Dasqi guessed.

　　"How is this possible? Without the technology of our navy, do you still want to go to the windless belt and die?" Smaller retorted flatly.

　　The next second is to be slapped in the face by the speed of light.

　　"Dasqi is right, that bastard in Crocodile is indeed in the windless zone." Tina said with a condensed expression.

　　"It took me five days to start three days later than them, and it took me five days to travel directly across the windless belt to the East China Sea, but according to the eyewitness information, it is speculated that Crocodile and his Baroque fleet were at least three days faster than me..."

　　"Inferring from the time, they only have the possibility of taking the windless belt." Tina analyzed.

　　Smog, who heard Tina's analysis, was stunned, and immediately became angry.

　　Thinking that he had sworn more than once that he would never let Crocodile take half a step into the East China Sea.

　　As a result, the other party cut off his flag early.

　　The veins on Smoker's forehead began to jump wildly.

　　He meows himself to work hard, staying up late every day to wait for the rabbit, but is it lonely?

　　This makes Smoker, who is a grumpy brother, bear it.

　　I always felt like I was being ripped off by someone.

　　"Now? How many ships are left under Crocodile's command?"

　　Smoker, who took a long time to calm down, asked again.

　　"At present, there are six ships that the sailors near Cook Island have witnessed." Tina said.

　　"it is good"

　　Smoker suddenly clapped the table and shouted ok.

　　"What?" Tina asked back.

　　"When they set off from Alabasta, there were thirty ships, and now there are only six ships left. It's not a good thing. It really deserves it. Let you go to the windless belt. Now you will suffer the consequences. It's very pleasing." Small Grid is in a better mood.

　　In the next second, Smoker was slapped in the face by the speed of light again.

　　"I said Smog, who told you that the other party only has six ships left?" Tina raised her slender hand and stroked her forehead helplessly.

　　"Didn't you say that?"

　　Smog, who realized he might be slapped in the face again, started to get upset again.

　　"I'm talking about six ships near Cook Island. In addition, sightings of Baroque ships have also been reported in other areas of the East China Sea. After entering the East China Sea, they have already divided their forces." Tina explained.

　　"You didn't tell me sooner."

　　Once again aware of the embarrassment, Smoker suddenly stood up.

　　"You should listen to me and then come to a conclusion. Why are you mad at me." Tina rolled her eyes.

　　Smoker knew he was wrong and turned around and left.

　　"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Miss Tina, Mr. Smog hasn't even slept these days. He's really tired." Dusky Desmog apologized repeatedly.

　　"I know, let him go to rest."

　　Tina didn't really care.

　　She is very clear about the stubborn character of her classmate who graduated from the naval school at the same level.

　　The main problem now is still on the Shichibukai Crocodile.

　　……

　　Cook Island.

　　It is also known as the Chef's Island of the East China Sea.

　　The headquarters of the Mutual Aid Chef Alliance, which was co-founded by well-known chefs from all over the East China Sea, is also located on this island.

　　On certain days each year, famous chefs from the East China Sea will gather on Cook Island for the annual food conference.

　　There is also a Big Stomach Challenge to match it, and the East China Sea Big Stomach will be selected.

　　So far, the East China Sea Big Stomach Challenge has been held for eleven sessions and has received rave reviews.

　　Today, the [-]th East China Sea Big Stomach Challenge is about to start.

　　Hundreds of boats are densely parked outside Cook Island.

　　Among them, Crocodile's main ship, the Heavy Rain, is the most windy one.

　　But in today's 'delicious' festival, not many people care.

　　"Eat, eat, and eat. Is there only food left in your head? Mr4, also be careful not to drip saliva on me again."

　　On the deck of the Gustav, Crocodile jumped up and slapped the tall Mr4 Beb on the back of the head.

　　Since he was often beaten on the back of the head, he gradually developed a soft spot for this part.

　　"Feel sorry."

　　Mr4 weakly apologized.

　　A pair of small eyes stared at the various delicacies on the island without blinking, and the saliva was still ticking.

　　For a foodie like him, this place is simply heaven.

　　"Humph, Mr4, don't think about it, we are here to do business." Crocodile reminded.

　　"Rollingo"

　　At this moment, Weiwei, Golden Week and Miss Valentine, who left the ship a few minutes ago, returned happily.

　　Waving in his hand is the entry ticket for the Big Eater Challenge.

　　The tall Mr4 Bebu's eyes glowed, even when he was excited.

　　"You...you...this is..."

　　Realizing the unpleasant atmosphere, Crocodile was speechless for a while.

　　Isn't it good to do business?What the hell is going on here!

　　"I see."

　　Robin's mind flashed, and he seemed to think of something again.

　　"What do you know?" Rollin gave Robin a sidelong glance in surprise.

　　……

Chapter 2 Robin's brain supplement Smog is here [5/[-]]

　　"Brother Luo Ling, I have already signed up. There are seven tickets in total, and everyone has a share."

　　Weiwei, who was not at all restrained by the princess of a country, jumped back happily and waved the ticket on her hand as if showing off.

　　For Wei Wei, who has been in Alabasta all the year round, everything about this trip to the East China Sea is novel.

　　Especially in the competition with Luo Lin, I feel a little excited when I think about it.

　　It is different from the joy of little girls such as Weiwei and Golden Week.

　　At this moment, when he learned that he had been signed up to participate in this kind of stupid competition, Crocodile seemed to have an embarrassed word on his cold face in the past.

　　"Hum... No, President, I don't think this kind of thing is necessary at all, and it will not have any effect on the increase of the influence of the work club. It should still be the main thing here." Crocodile suggested.

　　As a dignified Qiwuhai, he is a famous great pirate on the sea.

　　If it is recognized that he is participating in the Big Stomach King competition, what will be the face?

　　Will definitely be laughed at.

　　Especially his former nemesis.

　　He, Crocodile, is also a decent person, he wants face.

　　So, in this Rosh Zi Big Stomach Challenge, whoever likes to go will go.

　　"baby crocodile……"

　　Rolin didn't have time to say anything about Crocodile's suggestion, but Robin suddenly seemed to think of something and spoke first.

　　"I see."

　　Robin said clearly.

　　"What do you know, Miss Robin?"

　　Weiwei asked in confusion.