Pirate: I am the great swordsman of the blood clan - Chapter 223
c222 Momonosuke and Monet
I didn’t expect that they would be scared to death one day.
But we still have to be on guard against what we should be on guard against, because those people are pirates after all.
With a big wave of his hand, he said to the adjutant standing in front of him:
“Tell all the branches that they must not take it lightly. These pirates are not good people. Organize people to thoroughly check the entire sea. All ships sailing on the sea must be checked.”
“Yes!”
Akainu hummed and continued:
“Have you organized the people?”
The adjutant stood at attention and said: “Admiral Kizaru and Admiral Fujitora, Inspector Sengoku and Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel have gathered and are waiting for you, Marshal.”
“Okay!” Akainu shouted.
“I will come as soon as I finish processing the documents in my hand. Let them wait for a moment.”
“Yes!” The adjutant responded and left Akainu’s office.
Akainu looked at the adjutant’s back, was silent for a moment, and dialed Bruch’s Den Den Mushi.
“Bruch! Where are you now?”
A young voice came from the Den Den Mushi: “Marshal, I am now on a small island near the Luohe Luo Sea. What’s wrong?”
“Wait there for two days. The headquarters navy will meet you and then go to Wano Country together.”
Bruch was silent for a moment, but still agreed to Akainu’s request.
After hanging up the Den Den Mushi, Bruch added two firewoods to the barbecue in front of him.
At this time, there were two more figures in front of him.
One big and one small, one man and one woman.
The woman’s legs are the same as the feet of a bird. She is the former subordinate of Doflamingo, the snow woman Monet.
And the man is the legendary Momonosuke of Wano Country.
Bruch looked at the two people in front of him, stretched out his hand to pull a leg of lamb from the barbecued goat, put it to his mouth and gnawed it quietly.
“Monet, this navy… he will save me, he will definitely save me!”
Momonosuke looked at the roasted goat in front of him, swallowing his saliva desperately, with greed flashing in his eyes.
Monet glanced at Momonosuke indifferently.
If this kid hadn’t had some use for his ability, she wouldn’t have taken him out of the experimental base, and if it weren’t for his disgusting hobbies, they wouldn’t have lost Caesar.
Now he has come to this killing god, this lustful guy, he doesn’t know what kind of person he is.
Monet sat down after a moment of silence, although she is very hungry now.
But Momonosuke doesn’t think so. As the next heir to Wano Country, his blood can be said to be naturally superior to ordinary people.
Although his father Oden is a pirate, he is the heir to the head of a country after all.
The purpose of the navy is to protect the country’s nobles.
Although he is not a noble and Wano Country is not a member country, it is a country, isn’t it?
There is still a little relationship with this navy. If he asks him for some food, he will definitely give it to him, definitely…
Besides, he is a child. How can he bear to see him hungry?
Momonosuke thought so, rubbed his rosy face, pretended to be pitiful and said:
“Brother, navy, give me something to eat! I haven’t eaten for a long time, I’m so hungry.”
As he said, he covered his stomach and squeezed his lower abdomen hard, making a gurgling sound in his stomach.
Bruch looked up at Momonosuke, said nothing, and continued to eat the roasted lamb leg in his hand, and his hands were still turning the bonfire.
“Okay, big brother…” Momonosuke pretended to be pitiful and looked at Bruch.
Some dirty hands secretly touched the roasted goat.
Just when he was about to touch the roasted goat, greed appeared in his eyes, and Bruch spoke coldly.
“Little thing, you’d better keep your disgusting hands away from my food.”
There was no joy, anger, sorrow or happiness in his voice, only endless coldness, which made people shudder.
When Momonosuke heard this, his hand suspended in the air suddenly stopped, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.
He was really too hungry, at least he hadn’t eaten for three days.
How could he bear the hunger with such a roasted goat in front of him.
He secretly glanced at Bruch, and a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes.
He was sure to eat this goat, and he didn’t believe that the other party dared to do anything to him.
You know, he is the future lord of Wano Country.
This navy must not know his origins, otherwise he would definitely let him eat.
Thinking of this, he said: “Marine Lord, I am the future heir of Wano Country, Kozuki Momonosuke.”
Momonosuke emphasized the future heir.
Bruch sneered and said nothing.
Momonosuke thought the other party agreed, and reached out to grab the roasted goat quickly.
“No!” Monet yelled, but it was too late.
Swish!
A cold light flashed on the small barbecue dagger in Bruch’s hand, and he swung his hand back to cut off Momonosuke’s outstretched hands at the wrist, and blood spurted out.
“Ahhhh!!!”
Momonosuke’s outstretched hands were cut off, and the pain from his arms instantly spread to his mind. The piercing pain made him roll on the ground.
The whole person also turned into a pink dragon.
“Damn Navy, I am the heir of the Kozuki family, the future monarch of the entire Wano Country…”
Momonosuke screamed, he was now a little crazy because of the pain.
Bruch shook the blood off the dagger, nodded lightly and said:
“Of course I know.”
“What?”
“Then why…” Momonosuke’s words were a little intermittent.
Bruch sneered: “Not only do I know your origins, I also know everything about you, and… do you know?”
“What…”
“There is a saying in my hometown: Momonosuke… must die!”
Hearing this, Momonosuke seemed to feel no pain, staring at Bruch blankly.
Why he must die, why his hometown knows of his existence.
Why…
Swish! Swish! Swish!
A cold light flashed on Bruch’s dagger, and three afterimages flashed by. Momonosuke was horrified to find that his whole body was cut into three parts.
The lower body, the middle, and above the chest.
“Why…” Before his consciousness fell into darkness, Momonosuke was still a little confused.
Bruch threw the dagger into the sea.
“No reason, I am happy!”
He looked at the bloody scene and frowned.
His good meal time was interrupted by the other party, and he had no appetite now.
He turned his head to look at Monet who was looking at him with some horror, waved to her, and said:
“You throw this disgusting guy into the sea to feed the fish.”
After that, he pointed to the roasted goat: “This, it’s for you!”