Pirate’s Brood Order

Chapter 512

A bar in the capital of seven waters.

Gilas was standing behind the counter, holding a clean rag and wiping the wet glass. He was the waiter of this bar at the moment, and Bruno, the owner of the mission target bar, wore a chef-like costume. The hair was twisted into two cow-like horns.

At the moment, he was sitting on a deck holding a huge glass, which was filled with cola-filled drinks. He pushed the glass to a man who looked like a steel monster, and said with a weird rap. : “Frankie, you look sullen, this cup is my treat.”

Wearing a checkered shirt with obvious stitched scars on his chest, and the majestic torso, the limbs are all modified and embedded metal prostheses, but they are strangely able to move as dexterously as normal humans. Frankie took the glass and looked at it. Bruno hesitated to speak, and finally let out a long sigh, pour the whole glass of Coke into his throat, and then hit a full hiccup.

Seeing Frankie did not seem to want to say more, Bruno frowned unnoticeably. Then, the curtain of the bar trembled, Luffy in straw hats walked in, said something to Frankie, and then his party People left in a hurry.

Bruno squinted his eyes and scanned the straw hat group calmly, and Gilas, who was standing behind the bar, was also cautiously observing Bruno’s performance in his eyes.

At the very beginning, he thought that Faulkner’s intelligence was wrong, and Bruno acted like an ordinary bar owner, without showing any extraordinary ability; however, after a period of close and observation, he finally noticed something. The strangeness.

Bruno doesn’t care about the bar’s business conditions at all, and is not enthusiastic about most of the guests. However, he shows a strong concern for Frankie alone, as if the purpose of opening this bar is to get close to the guest, just like him. Becoming a waitress in this bar is also a nature in order to be close to Bruno.

Gillas had a weird feeling in his heart. He felt that Bruno might also be an espionage-related worker. With mental arithmetic and unintentional, he smelled a familiar breath from Bruno, even though the other party was hiding it deeply.

“Take these wine glasses and wash the kitchen!”

Bruno turned his head and ordered Gilas, then he saw a long-nosed man dressed as a boatman walk in and ordered a glass of drink.

Gillas walked towards the back kitchen with a wine glass, and the corner of his eyes glanced at the two quietly. The two were leaning on the bar counter, their expressions were sneaky and the voice was extremely low.

“Bingberg seems to be aware of it, and the intelligence has been collected almost, the suspected targets have been locked, the boss decided to act tomorrow night.”

“Is it finally time!”

Gilas didn’t dare to lean over, and he couldn’t hear him too far away. He just read two words “iceberg” and “tomorrow night” from the lips of a man with a long nose.

Entering the back kitchen, looking through the open door curtain, the boatman did not stay for long, and quickly drank the drink and left. Bruno grabbed the wine glass and showed a very excited expression on his face, as if planning a long time, finally It’s time to harvest.

The bar is still open in the early hours of the evening, and when the last guest is sent away, Bruno said to Gilas: “I will be here today, and I will be closed for one day tomorrow!”

“Okay!” Gilas took off the waiter’s clothing, rolled it around his arm, and replied without any flaws: “Then I will go back and wash the clothes, and come over to open the shop the next morning!”

Walking along the dark street all the way, until he felt the gaze behind him completely disappeared, Gilas’s slightly rickety body straightened slightly, and the pace under his feet accelerated, and he hurried back to his residence.

A rented private house, the room is very cramped. The house is full of wine bottles and cardboard boxes. There is only a simple wooden bed placed in the corner. After entering the door, Gilas glanced at the dim stairs to confirm that no one was following. Then he quickly closed the door, opened the bed board, and groped around among the stacked clothes to find a special encrypted phone bug.

Dial a number…

The opposite was quickly connected, and Faulkner’s voice came: “Did you find it clear?”

Gilas was sitting by the bed, low-wattage and yellowish reflecting his figure on the wall behind the bed. The wall was slightly yellowed and cracked. At this moment, a strange vertical mark was cracking silently, some fine pieces. The wall dust fell against the wall and fell onto the bed.

Gillas didn’t notice the weirdness behind him. He said to the phone worm: “Bruno’s hiding is too deep. The owner of the bar, it is likely that this identity is his disguise.”

“So?” Faulkner said impatiently, “This is not the answer I want to confirm.”

“I overheard something today. Bruno may act tomorrow night. Perhaps, I will be able to see him using his abilities!” Gillas recalled the two key words overheard in the bar in his mind. Shining with essence.

The wall skin fell off. Although it was almost silent, the smell of the falling wall ash slowly drifted into Gilas’ nose from behind. Turning away from behind, the originally enclosed wall in his field of vision split a wide hole weirdly, like a door that allows creatures to pass through.

Bruno, whose face was extremely gloomy and cold, walked through the door, a pair of copper bell-like eyeballs staring at him, his mouth was grinning and raping, but he grinned and said grinningly: “You shouldn’t have heard it. Listen, whose person are you? An iceberg, or some anti-government organization?”

Gilas’ pupils shrank, his scalp was numb, and a deep chill ran straight into his forehead from the bed. He looked at the weird cracked wall behind Bruno. Now it can be confirmed that Bruno’s ability is Faulkner’s wish to be confirmed. The “Fruit of the Door”.

“I was discovered, his ability…”

Gillas jumped up from the bed in shock, attempting to distance himself from Bruno, and at the same time subconsciously begging for help from Faulkner on the phone bug.

boom!

The sound of the air being crushed covered Gilas’s voice, Bruno’s strong body held a terrifying whistle, like an angry bull, his generous palm hit Gilas with a heavy hammer.

Gillas was shocked. He rolled against the bed board and turned to the ground. The bed board and the box next to him were all smashed in one palm. The fierce wind tore in the cramped room, and the broken wooden boards tore off the hanging curtains and knocked the windows. broken.

On the opposite side, in a house not far away, two vague figures are just looking at the window…