The arrogant and high-profile history of the richest pirate

The sun is rising in the east, and the golden morning light gradually dyes the eastern sky red, and a new day is coming.

Chaos yawned and walked out of the bedroom, looking at the situation in the living room with a little bit of astonishment.

Aquino sat on the sofa weakly, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his spirit was decadent, as if he had been wheeled thousands of times, his expression was empty and lifeless.

On the opposite side, Crocodile was eloquent, using his ability to form a rustling panel, and some drawings appeared on it along with the eloquent explanation.

Compared with the situation where Aquino will die at any time, Crocodile is in high spirits, and his eyes are brighter than ever.

Aquino really wants to die now.

After he was caught last night, Crocodile punched him hard, but the key was just a flesh wound, and then he was caught back and continued to clean up those pirate thugs in the dark.

Over the course of the night, attacks came in wave after wave.

After every work, I will be a little exhausted.

But the point is that this man didn't let him go, and kept teaching him lessons.

At the beginning, I started from the team's purpose and culture, and I called myself a thinker as I talked.

Aquino even has the heart to die.

He really couldn't stand it anymore.

Both the body and the spirit have suffered double ravages, so that now the spirit is starting to be in a trance, and there are double images in front of my eyes.

"Boss, morning!"

Crocodile just said hello, and then he was ready to continue teaching Aquino.

He likes the feeling of teaching people.

Especially instilling one's own truth into others is very fulfilling.

"You didn't rest last night?"

Chaos looked at Aquino, this guy was in a rhythm of sudden death.

"There are too many guys who are overconfident, but they are all resolved!"

Crocodile nodded. There were waves of attacks last night, killing at least a few hundred people. Now there are mummified corpses, mutilated limbs, and burnt corpses everywhere outside the hotel.

"Boss, I think the team's purpose and culture are not perfect, I added some of my own ideas, come here and give me some advice."

Crocodile was a little dazed and planned to teach Chaos as well.

Chaos was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Crocodile in the wrong way.

Overnight, this guy seemed to go further and further away.

Is this going to correct his thinking too?

"good!"

Chaos was sitting on the sofa, he wanted to see if Crocodile was really doing a pass cut, and it became too fast.

He couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

I am Nima.

"Wake up."

Crocodile slapped Aquino on the head, forcibly woke up the drowsy Aquino, and then began to explain the team's purpose culture.

It sounded fine at first.

It's nothing more than what Chaos said about pretending to be aggressive, arrogant, high-profile, ostentatious, etc.

Be free and do whatever you want.

But then the more Chaos listened, the more something went wrong, and this guy Crocodile actually started to analyze the truth, like a magic stick to extend the flicker from the foundations of wealth, power, fame, women, etc.

He also cites Liezi to make sense.

The key is to be right.

People can't stop their blood boiling, as if the world is revolving around themselves.

There is nothing you can't do yourself.

I rub it!

Chaos' eyes are getting more and more wrong, Nima Laosha is a genius.

It turned out that he really went on the road of passing on without a teacher.

Although the forms are different, the core idea is to revolve around wealth, power, fame, women, desires, etc. What the hell is this not a tradition?

For an entire hour, Crocodile talked wildly.

Chaos remained silent, not knowing whether to be happy or worried!

The majestic 50-50 player has turned into a biography leader.

"Boss, I think the title of thinker is suitable for me, and do you have anything to add?"

"Do you need me to explain it a few more times?"

Crocodile picked up a glass of water on the case table and drank it, moistened his throat and looked at Chaos with a slightly weird expression.

Clap clap!

Chaos clapped his hands and gave Crocodile a thumbs up, "Old Sha, I admit that I underestimated you, you are a genius.

Both Thinker and Brainwasher are right for you. "

Chaos did not discourage Crocodile's enthusiasm. Originally, his ideas were simple and rude, but after Crocodile's modification, he suddenly became tall and culturally literate.

Who would have thought that Crocodile had this talent!

The compulsion has risen to a higher level.

"Indeed, I feel that my soul has been sublimated. I now understand many things that I didn't understand in the past. I am no longer muddled and sober."

Crocodile has no modesty.

"Boss, I think what I just said is still a bit flawed, let's do it again."

Now Crocodile is extremely excited, and I feel like I can talk for ten days and ten nights.

"No, you can continue to teach him!"

Chaos left the sofa to wash up. Now Crocodile is a little crazy. Fortunately, he has experienced the information explosion and the Internet dye vat in his previous life, and he has enjoyed nine years of compulsory education.

Otherwise, he will become a younger brother in this team, and Crocodile will become a boss.

This guy was fine before, why did he change all of a sudden?

Faster than flipping a book.

Caught off guard!

"Fine!"

Crocodile was a little unfinished, and planned to continue discussing with Chaos when he had time.

Then came Aquino's nightmare.

Because Crocodile started the force-feeding brainwashing again, as if he wanted to engrave everything in Aquino's soul.

At the moment, two pirate ships docked at the coast.

As soon as it appeared, the surrounding pirates exclaimed, even fearful.

Just because the pirate flag belongs to the flying pirates.

"That is."

"That's right, it's the 19th fleet captain Sharpshooter Halbertson of the Flying Pirates and the 17th fleet captain Mummy Argo."

"It's probably for the Golden Emperor."

"I didn't expect it to come so soon."

The whole port was alarmed.

Whether it is a sharpshooter or a mummy, the reward is more than 300 million Baileys, and he is also the fleet captain of the flying pirates.

It's no secret that the Flying Pirates also want to capture the Golden Emperor.

"We were lucky this time. We actually met the Golden Emperor. Last time, the Jelly Queen and the Lone Wolf didn't catch it. It really embarrassed us."

Sharpshooter Halbertson is a thin man in a hard suit, with a sniper rifle on his back and several pistols on his waist.

The mummy Argau next to him was even more individual. He was wrapped in white bandages all over his body, with only a pair of eyes falling outside. He was truly a mummy.

The two happened to be not far from the volcanic island, but the Clippers drove all night.

The screen shifts, Chaos is going out to eat something after washing up in the hotel, Crocodile does not intend to follow, and now he is more interested in giving thought lessons to Aquino.

The latter is already starting to crumble.

Chaos also ignored the two of them, walked out of the hotel alone, and could smell a pungent smell as soon as he went out.

Apparently a leftover from last night's battle.

Boom boom boom!

There was a sonic boom in the sky, four golden warriors landed on the ground, and a golden throne sedan chair appeared. Chaos sat on it off the ground, and then the four golden warriors carried them to the foot of the mountain.

All the way.

All kinds of envious, jealous, greedy pirate thugs are all ready to move!

The ostentatious appearance of the Golden Emperor, like a beautiful woman with her clothes off, was leading them, and many people's blood burst into high blood pressure. .