Magneto from Naruto

Chapter 258 Warm and caring

Qiwuhai has already taken all the seats, and as the host, Roque naturally has no reason to be late.

Considering that there are many races on the sea that are far larger than ordinary people, the buildings in the Navy Headquarters are all ridiculously large, whether they are conference rooms, classrooms, or restaurants.

"Da da……"

Taking an unhurried pace, Rock slowly walked into the living room used to hold the Shichibukai meeting. In the empty building, there was a long table with a high height, which was filled with Drinks and food for Shichibukai.

Shichibukai, Marshal Sengoku, Chief of Staff Crane and others sat around the long table. Between Sengoku and Crane's position, there was a chair, which was reserved for Rock.

There were nine people in total, except for Warring States and He, there were very few people who sat in a normal posture.

Moonlight Moria, Tyrant Bear, and the two Shichibukai, who were over five meters tall, sat together with their arms folded and silent, turning a blind eye to the food on the long table.

Kaixia Jinbe stuffed food into his mouth silently, as if he didn't care about anyone or anything around him.

The sand crocodile Crocodile raised his legs and cut the lamb chops on the plate in front of him with a knife in one hand, feasting on them.

Empress Hancock folded one leg on top of the other, holding a glass of red wine, preoccupied, probably still guessing the identity of the person who showed her murderous intent just now.

Doflamingo seemed to be returning to his own home, or maybe because he was not tall enough, he sat on the back of the chair with his feet on, peeling bananas in his hands.

Eagle-eyed Mihawk's legs were raised on the table, his arms folded around his chest and his head bowed in a doze, giving a glimpse of the King's temperament.

mob.

Rock walked forward slowly, and when he passed Doflamingo's position, he lightly knocked his foot on the leg of the chair under Mingo's seat, and kicked Mingo's chair down.

"Sit upright."

Caught off guard, Doflamingo almost fell into a squat, and landed firmly in a hard horse stance at the very moment, with his legs spread wide apart.

Even so, Flamingo is still much taller than Rock.

"Fufurofurfur~"

Doflamingo grinned and gave out the iconic baboon laugh, and looked down at Rock,

He laughed and said, "I never thought that the legendary naval political commissar would be such a dwarf without grace."

As soon as this remark came out, Empress Hancock's eyes suddenly turned unfriendly, and the eagle-eyed Mihawk's beard trembled twice with his eyes closed and "fake sleep".

The height difference between the two of them is almost the same as that of Rock, both are between 1.9 and 2 meters. They must be considered tall among ordinary people. The problem is that there are too many non-humans in One Piece.

Rock's expression remained the same, ignoring Doflamingo, Furui Wubo's eyes seemed to be looking at a dead object, and said indifferently: "The height difference between you and me is about one meter.

But I want you to understand that I can erase that gap anytime I want.

You know, the origin of Tianlong people and the identity of Qiwuhai, the king, cannot protect you. "

Doflamingo narrowed his eyes slightly behind the sunglasses, pondering the meaning of this sentence, and at the same time looked at Rock.

Mingo's identity as a Tianlongren is indeed useful, but he obtained the identity of Qiwuhai by hijacking Tianshangjin and threatening the world government with Tianshangjin.

This means that before the hijacking of Tianshangjin, Brother Ming, who was born in the so-called Tianlong people, was not taken too seriously by the world government.

To this day, the heavenly gold in many countries is still transferred from Mingo to the world government. Doflamingo's industries are spread all over the sea, and he will take a considerable part of the income and hand it over to the world government to manage relations.

Neither Brother Ming nor Roque paid much attention to gold and silver treasures. In their eyes, industry and channels were far more important than money.

But the World Government and the Celestial Dragons are more vulgar.

Doflamingo knew exactly how Roque, the political commissar, came about. It was nothing more than spending money.

Doflamingo has no doubt that as long as Roque continues to throw out useless gold, the world government will give up on itself.

The answer is yes, Draconians are like giant dragons in western epics, and they have no resistance to shiny things.

Can't afford to provoke.

"Don't let me catch you."

After uttering a harsh word, Doflamingo obediently lifted up the chair, not very upright, but at least he sat on it in a relatively normal posture.

Great, get one out.

Rock nodded slightly, but did not go to his seat, but went around in a circle and walked towards Hawkeye opposite Doflamingo.

When he walked into Hawkeye's side, the lightsaber stretched out the blade, and decisively cut off at Hawkeye Mihawk's legs that were up on the table.

"Crack..."

The eagle-eyed Mihawk who closed his eyes and "fake sleep" no longer continued to pretend, and drew out the black knife behind his back to block Roque's lightsaber, and raised his head to look at Roque with a pair of yellow eyes.

"Is this a challenge to me?" Hawkeye was full of fighting spirit, wishing to have a hearty 300 rounds with Rock on the spot.

"Your pair of boots are good. They are novel in style and exquisite in workmanship. They are high-end products among high-end products. I'm afraid they won't be able to buy them without a few million Baileys."

Rock glanced at Hawkeye's feet on the table, his nose twitched slightly, and he said with a little distaste: "However, most of the islands above the sea are in a humid and hot environment, and this environment is most suitable for the growth and reproduction of fungi.

The kind of boots you are wearing have poor air permeability, and after strenuous activities and sweating, the moisture emitted by the feet cannot be dissipated in time, which gives a more suitable environment for foot fungus to grow.

Put your feet back, pong friend. "

Not a challenge?

Hawkeye Mihawk looked bewildered: "What is foot fungus?"

"It's athlete's foot." Rock said concisely.

It's okay if Rock didn't say it. After saying this, Hawkeye Mihawk suddenly felt a little itchy on his feet.

Pretending to be aggressive requires a price. Hawkeye's outfit is expensive and fashionable, and he is at the forefront of the sea fashion circle.

But a great swordsman fencing daily on the sea, sweating is certain, so it is not suitable to wear boots.

Men, when summer comes, it is easy to get eczema and beriberi, where and feet will itch.

Even though Hawkeye Mihawk is a delicate middle-aged man who pays great attention to personal hygiene, some situations will inevitably happen.

Eagle-eyed Mihawk silently withdrew his feet on the table, and Crocodile, who was feasting, felt that the lamb chops in his mouth were tasteless and tasteless.

Will this lamb chops be infected with athlete's foot?

Rock quietly took out two tubes of medicine from the cloak, stuffed them into Hawkeye's hands, patted Hawkeye on the back, and reminded in a low voice, "Be prepared."

Glancing at Roque's back, Hawkeye glanced down at the two potions in his palm: Pi Yanning and Daknin.

With superb eyesight, he saw clearly the introduction of adaptation symptoms on the outer packaging in an instant, which happened to be what he needed.

Warm and caring.

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