Thank You, You are a Pirate, You are a Nobleman in the World

"Fire Fist Ace?"

The corner of Salros's mouth rose slightly, and his palm was pressed against the door of the room. With a movement of consciousness, the door of the cell opened automatically.

A long time ago, Salros had studied the Twilight of the Gods. Even if he didn't manifest it, he could still use the power of bullets, but the power would be slightly smaller.

From a certain perspective, the dusk of the gods is an extension of his body, connected by blood.

Yuzhi Shiryu stood in the corridor, watching the scene in front of him silently, and the shock in his heart grew stronger.

This was the second ability he saw His Royal Highness Salros.

Ace stared at Salros closely, his expression indifferent, as if he had already put life and death away.

"Are you going to do it, a little bit easier, I still have to sleep!" Ace said with a grin.

It's a bit courageous.

However, Salros also knows that there is no simple role that can be imprisoned in the sixth-tier prison.

"His Royal Highness..."

The thunderstorm in Shiryu's hands instantly unsheathed, and the flickering light reflected by the cold blade made Ace squint.

Is this the deputy director of Impel down, with a bad look on his face. If he is a vicious pirate, Ace will believe it.

"No, you go and deal with the guy on the opposite side, I feel like a waste of air listening to him gasping!" Salros waved his hand, "Just kill it."

Hearing this, Ace's heart tightened, and his eyes flashed over with a trace of unbearableness.

This little gesture did not escape Salros's eyes.

"What's the look in your eyes? Huh? Do you feel sorry for the other side? Or are you talking about feelings these days?"

"It's so funny!" Salros said coldly, "Pirates will have times when they can't bear it. Is it April Fool's Day?"

Regarding Salros's cynicism, Ace lowered his head directly.

Since you can't hide, take it alone.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, and I won't touch your hair!"

"Don't look at me with surprised eyes, I'm not kind-hearted, you will know in the future!" At this point, Salros smiled triumphantly on his face.

Ace's heart jerked, and he suddenly realized that being chopped off his hands and feet didn't seem so terrible, only the unknown was frightening.

He didn't know what to do with this guy who didn't know where he came from, but it didn't seem very good.

"You should be grateful that your bastard Laozi died early, otherwise he wouldn't have said that sinful sentence on the execution stage in Logue Town!" Salros was interested, he rarely said so much to a stranger talk.

Is Ace strange?

It's right to be unfamiliar and right to be familiar!

I can say that I admired Ace in my previous life. Huoquan played wildly and bombarded the sky, emphasized family affection, and emphasized loyalty.

But is this really the case?

A thief is a thief, and washing is not clean!

Salros will maintain due respect to Dorag, because he is qualified to talk to himself, but one of those so-called pirates is counted as a scum of the world. Find ten, and shoot eleven. Minute!

Salros would not be angry with Roger because the other party was Roger's son. If Ace listened to Garp honestly, being a Marine might not only not kill him, but also help him solve the troubles from Five Elders.

What a pity!

"Don't insult my father!" Ace raised his head abruptly, staring at Salros with fierce eyes, as if to eat people.

"Incompetent barking!" Salros sneered, turning a blind eye to Ace's overreaction. "It seems that the two of us can't continue to communicate. We don't have any topics in common. It's a shame!"

Salros shook his head in disappointment, and his "favorite rating" for the so-called Fire Fist Ace, the team captain dropped a lot.

"So... next, it's your turn to judge you!"

Although Salros's mouth was smiling, Ace's heart beat violently.

The Twilight of the Gods once again manifested from Salros, and he didn't want to be surprised.

"The door of the soul-open!"

Ace only felt that the strange revolver flashed with a dazzling white light, and then he lost consciousness.

At the same time, roaming in Ace's inner world, Salros browsed the various pasts of Lord Burning Fist with great interest.

Go out to sea, become famous, challenge Whitebeard, be promoted to the captain of the squad, capture the traitor Teach, and get caught by mistake...

Everything was like a slide, swiftly passing in front of Salros' eyes.

"Really wonderful!" Salros sighed.

In just over twenty years, there was passion, adventure, and affection...

There is everything that should be.

"The story has to have an ending, right?" Salros chuckled lightly.

Find the scene where Ace challenged Whitebeard.

"Well, it should be okay to plant psychological hints here!" With a movement of Salros's consciousness, Ace's memory instantly showed a little more.

"Ace, you must remember that Whitebeard has an antagonism with you. All he has done is just trying to learn from you about your father Roger's treasure."

"Don't believe in Whitebeard, your father didn't die of disease, but his plot, which led to helpless arrest..."

"These messages will be awakened when you see Whitebeard!"

Ace's memory became the little girl in Salros's hands, letting him dress up.

PS: I just want to get sprayed less, my glass heart is crunchy! *

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