Pirate Shadow King

After cleaning up the Shalulia Palace and healing his injuries, Moria used the Golden Gold Fruit to make a piece of branded gold, and then placed it in the fireplace.

"Crackling!"

In the silence, the crisp sound of firewood echoed in the space. The three of them seemed to understand what they were going to do next, and their pupils suddenly shrank.

Not long after, Moriah took out a piece of red and hot branded gold from the fire. The pattern on it was a shallot hair style and a pair of skulls with flaming bat wings.

"What are you going to do? Don't come over!"

Seeing Moria slowly approaching with the branding gold in his hand, how could Shalulia Palace, which had seen all kinds of slaves stamped with the hooves of the Heavenly Soaring Dragon in the Holy Land Mariejoia, not expect what would happen next.

"If you are used to being the master of slaves, why not change your identity and feel the plight of your slaves?"

Feeling the scorching temperature from the branded gold in his hand, Moria slowly approached with brisk steps.

On one side of the wall, two women who were hung up and restrained couldn't help but widen their eyes when they saw this scene.

"I don't want it! I am a descendant of the Creator, how could I leave the slave mark of a low-class person like you!"

Shalulia Palace used her hands and feet, tears streaming down her face, and looked at Moriah who was slowly approaching with a look of horror. At this moment, she was facing the latter, kicking on the ground with both feet, and supporting the ground behind her with her hands.

Gradually, the distance got closer and closer, feeling that Moria would soon be able to touch her, Shalulia Palace stood up directly, turned around and ran away desperately.

But she has been pampered since she was a child, and she is always carried on someone's back when traveling. Even if she uses up all her strength to feed her, she can't get any faster.

"Hey hey hey, do you think you can run away?" Moria took a few steps quickly, his broad palm suddenly grasped Shalulia Palace's ankle, and then pulled hard, causing the latter to instantly fall to the ground.

"No! Don't!" Shalulia Palace looked like it was about to be dragged into the abyss by a man-eating beast, with a look of horror on its face and its hands constantly scratching the ground, but it didn't help.

"Stab!"

The white clothes made of unknown precious fabric were torn apart instantly, revealing a smooth and white back. Just like this, Moriah stepped on his left shoulder with one foot and stepped on his legs with the other, and the mark in his hand slowly fell.

"what!"

After a shrill scream, a red mark appeared on the white skin.

The two people not far away inadvertently pressed their backs against the wall. Even if it didn't happen to them, they still seemed to be able to feel the burning pain at this moment.

After the white smoke and the burning smell dissipated, Moriah grabbed her hair and whispered to her: "Well, I am an inferior person, so who are you? If you don't obey, I will sell you right away." When you go to the flower boat, you will meet all kinds of low-class people in this world. Then, how can you have the face to return to the Holy Land of Mariejoia? Even if you return there, do you think they will still recognize you as a Tianlong? Identity?"

Shalulia Palace has not yet lost consciousness. At this moment, her eyes are rolled up, painful tears and saliva flow, and she is muttering: "Devil, you devil!"

His body was convulsing and shaking, and his voice was a little shaky.

Moria didn't take it seriously, threw it aside, clapped his hands, and said: "Thank you for your praise. Compared with the evil deeds of you Tianlong people, these children are nothing at all, they are just the leftovers from your fun. "

Before he finished speaking, Moriah turned into an afterimage and reappeared in front of Stussy. He raised her chin and asked: "You are the queen of Happy Street, so let me ask you, do you work under you?" Is it possible for a woman to do that kind of thing and still want to leave a reputation for being chaste?"

The thing is that Stusi has worked at CP0 for many years. They used to interrogate prisoners and didn't feel anything. Now that I was there, I felt that people were being cut off and others were being treated as flesh and blood. I just felt that my soul was trembling.

Hearing Moria's question, he nodded instinctively. After reacting, he shook his head.

"That's right! Since I have been given a bad name, why should I pretend to be a holy mother with a smile on my face?" Moria threw away the red-hot metal in his hand, suddenly turned around and asked: "Really, Baccarat?"

"Yes!"

After only a moment of hesitation, Baccarat immediately answered clearly and neatly. Compared to Stussy, who still had certain ideals and beliefs, Baccarat, who now knew that Tezzolo was dead, just wanted to save his own life, regardless of whether he wanted to lose face or not.

If Moriah asked her to make a sound of shame now, or even go a step further and let her experience crotch humiliation, she might just obey.

Seeing that his expression was a little reserved, Moriah opened the sling and put it down, untying it himself, and said: "Don't be afraid, you are upright and are not afraid of the shadow. Do you and I have any deep hatred? I arrested you because of you." The fruit ability is forced."

Moria stretched out his hand to pull it up.

Bacara looked at Moria's outstretched palm and hesitated for a moment. She would have known that she had a lucky fruit, and she could absorb the lucky value just by touching other people's bodies.

Moria knew her ability but still did it. On the one hand, he was not afraid of this ability, and on the other hand, he expressed his sincerity to her.

"Thank you!" Baccarat responded with a forced smile, and then placed her hand, which had no strength due to long-term restraint, into the wide palm.

Then she felt a strong force pulling her up, but at the moment of contact, Bacara did not activate the Devil Fruit ability to steal Moria's luck.

Because this is completely gambling on life.

"On the surface, Gulan Tezoro only has these things, but I know that Tezoro, as one of the underground emperors, maintains inextricable relationships with underground forces, and its value is far more than that."

Moria went straight to the point and expressed what he was thinking:

"On the one hand, I particularly appreciate your devil fruit abilities. On the other hand, I really need you, Gulan Tezoro's second-in-command, to control this place. Be my subordinate. Tezoro gave it to you. I can give it to you. Even if Tezzolo can’t give it to you, I can still do it!”

Baccarat's beauty is a bit worse than that of Hancock and others, but Nami is much better now. Not to mention the bug-like existence of the lucky fruit, Moria will undoubtedly extend an olive branch.

Hearing this, Baccarat thought for a moment, and just about to answer, Moria added: "Now this ship is controlled by one of my subordinates, but that guy is only interested in money, so I will let you take an overview here now. power!"

Moria has planned to let Baccarat, an old man here, be responsible for managing various affairs of the city, while Nami will play a supervisory role as the top official. One will be in charge of power and the other will be in charge of money. They can also supervise and restrict. role.

"This...then what should I call you in the future?" Baccarat agreed to Moria in disguise. If he had known it, if he really wanted to say what Moria said, then her current power would be enough to match that of Tezzolo in the past. Let her How could I not be moved?

What's more, she is a somewhat snobbish woman.

"You can call me captain or my name." Moria didn't care much about these details.

"From now on, Bacara will be at the mercy of Lord Moria!"

Baccarat was like a medieval knight, half-kneeling in front of the lord to show her allegiance. While half-kneeling in her slit cheongsam skirt, her graceful, round and slender legs were exposed, and there were unknown patterns tattooed on the outer roots.

Seeing that these two people seemed to have completed an evil deal, with thoughtful smiles on their faces, Stusy couldn't help but ask: "Your affairs are settled, what about me?"

Moria glanced at her: "You? We still need to observe for a while. Now we only give you an observer status. As for whether to start accepting people to join, we will make plans later!"

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