After watching the three Hancock sisters leave, Jon reached out and brought the phone bug from the dormitory.
After the connection was connected, a slightly weird voice came from the receiver: "Jon Boy, listen to me, something serious is going to happen!"
"Ah?" Jon raised his eyebrows, "Who was Mr. Dorag assassinated?"
Ivankov:…
You can't hope for something better all day long, right?
After a pause, he continued: "The bear is missing, in the sea not far from the Chambord Islands. Jon boy, just think that the revolutionary army owes you a favor, and find the missing bear quickly!"
"Looking for a bear, are you Annie?" Jon wanted to complain like this.
But thinking of Ivankov's terrifyingly big and strange face, he swallowed his clever words and asked in a deep voice: "The bear you are talking about is the former Shichibukai Bartholomew Bear?"
"Yes, yes, that's that guy!" Ivankov said urgently, "Dorag originally wanted him to go to the Shampoo Islands to discuss something with you, but when I looked for him, I found that I could no longer contact him.
"
Hearing this, Jon touched his smooth chin.
Bartholomew Bear is a transformed person who has undergone Vegapunk surgery. According to his original fate, he will have problems within the next two years.
But now the plot has been completely messed up. With people missing at this time, could someone be deliberately plotting against the Revolutionary Army group...
Thinking of this, Jon cut the tuba in seconds, and his eyes flashed with a light blue light.
After a moment, he said with great interest: "You actually ran to Punk Hassad?"
"What? Punk Hassad, is the bear on that island?" Ivankov quickly asked.
Jon then remembered that he hadn't hung up the phone yet, and said in a relaxed tone: "I already know where Mr. Bartholomew is. Don't worry, I will bring him back safely right away."
Although he was curious about how Jon was aware of the bear's whereabouts in such a short period of time, Ivankov knew that there were some things that were inappropriate to ask in depth, so he just said, "Sorry to trouble you," and then hung up the phone.
Jon originally planned to open the door and teleport directly, but then he thought about it and found another phone bug.
After a moment, Doflamingo's voice sounded: "It's really rare that Lord Jon would take the initiative to contact me."
"Stop talking nonsense, Punk Hassad is your and Kaido's artificial Devil Fruit manufacturing factory, right?"
As Jon spoke, he looked at Amyra who walked into the main hall, "That business is so unethical, so I plan to cut off Kaido's financial resources. Don't forget to tell me."
Hearing this, the fake smile on Doflamingo's face suddenly became unbearable.
It is true that Kaido accounts for the majority of the artificial Devil Fruit business, but Doflamingo is not just a passerby. Every artificial Devil Fruit produced makes real money.
Now, you, Jon Joestar, want to confiscate this business with just one word...
It is unbearable!
‘Tian Yaksha’ had a sharp look in his eyes and said decisively: “Okay, I understand.”
no way.
If you are not an opponent of the same level, can you do it without shrinking your head?
Doflamingo has long passed the age where he can cause trouble in anger. How can he not shrink back when faced with Jon Joestar, whom he cannot afford to offend?
Obviously not.
You can make money again if you lose it, you can find it again if you lose your business, you can even start over if your ancestor's legacy (Dressrosa) is gone, but if your life is gone, then you really have nothing.
Jon is very satisfied with Doflamingo's awareness of current affairs.
Although he also knew how much the other party hated him, it didn't matter. Doflamingo would be obedient until his flaws were revealed...
"Come out with me." Jon said to Amyra, "I'll just introduce you to some of your future comrades."
The little mermaid blinked, "Who?"
"I'll know when I see you, don't ask any more questions." Jon flirted with Amyra, "Now, follow me."
call out--
Teleport thousands of miles in an instant.
One second you were in the palace of the Shampoo Islands, and the next second you were in Punk Hassad, a world of ice and fire.
The place where Jon and the others settled happened to be on the side of the fire, but Amyra was extremely hot.
Although she didn't wear much clothes, her fish-like physique was displayed here, and the fragrant sweat flowed downwards as if it was free of charge.
"Lord Jon..." A painful expression flashed across Amyra's face, "What the hell is this place!"
"Punk Hassard, the place where Akainu and Aokiji once dueled." Jon was completely unaffected and introduced to Amyra: "Their two fruit abilities completely changed the climate of this island."
Amyra gritted her teeth in anger.
After being rescued by Jon from the auction, she had no good impressions of the World Government and the Navy. Now that she heard that the fault she suffered at this moment was the fault of the two navy admirals, she became even more angry.
Jon saw through it but didn't say anything. He just smiled and led Amyra in the direction of the bear.
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"Okay, okay! It's really good."
Caesar Courant touched the bear's body obsessively and laughed strangely from time to time.
Think about it, what it feels like to have a pie fall from the sky.
Caesar Courant was almost knocked unconscious by this sudden surprise.
As the world's second smartest scientist, Caesar Courant has been competing with Vegapunk openly and secretly.
Vegapunk is an all-rounder, possessing science and technology that are hundreds of years ahead of this era.
Caesar Courant, on the other hand, is not so exaggerated. He only has "slight research" on "weapons of mass destruction", "biological weapons", and "artificial devil fruits".
In his opinion, the man in front of him: Bartholomew Bear, should be classified as a "weapon of mass destruction".
If we improve on Vegapunk's work, does it mean that he, Caesar Courant, has surpassed the smartest man in the world in one aspect alone...
Thinking of this, Caesar Courant's whole body trembled.
And the best thing is that Bartholomew Bear's identity itself is shady. Without the title of Shichibukai, no one will stand up for this guy.
As for the ‘revolutionary army’ that little girl talked about.
Oh, he has Doflamingo and Kaido as his backers, so how can he be afraid of the 'revolutionary army'.
With a wave of his hand, Caesar Courant let his men take away Kerla, whose mouth was sealed with tape, and then took out a hammer and saw, and began to cut Bartholomew Xiongshan's body.
Kella was anxious, but when he first arrived on the island, he encountered a plot by Caesar Courant's men and inhaled a lot of specially prepared poisonous gas.
Although she is not a loser with no fighting ability, she is still dizzy at this time, and it is difficult to even stand, let alone resist. She can only let those weird transformed people drag her, come and go.
Arriving at a dark cell.
"Saab...where are you...idiot...come and save me..." Korra murmured to herself in a weak voice.
She could feel the toxins eroding her body bit by bit. Although it was not fatal, it was like being immersed in water and suffocating.
Time passed little by little, and Kella finally fell asleep.
When she opened her eyes again, she saw a smiling face, looking at her with interest.
"Hey, wake up." The woman with green curly hair tilted her head, "Eat something when you wake up. You can't survive the first round of transformation if you're hungry."
"What?" She was in a poisoned state, and she had just woken up, so Kerra's consciousness was not very clear.
Monet raised his wings and showed a helpless expression, "Little girl, this is not the Chambord Islands, it is not an entertainment zone."
Kella reacted, "You..."
She finally saw it clearly - the arms and legs of Monet opposite were actually wings and bird claws, which were obviously modified!
Monet also noticed Kerra's eyes and said, "Although your understanding is a little off, it's pretty much the same. Apart from that big guy, Master is also very interested in you and thinks you are a good material for transformation."
If Bartholomew Bear is a legendary material, then Kerra can barely be rated as an excellent one, and the science madman Caesar Courant will naturally not let him go.
Kerla was anxious and wanted to struggle hard, but she didn't have any strength.
Monet shook his head, "So, you have to eat first."
As he said that, he held up the dinner plate with the tip of his wings very flexibly, "Open your mouth, ah~"
Kella tilted her head to one side as she refused to eat.
Monet was not angry either, and just comforted him with a gentle voice: "If you are so willful, you will only suffer yourself in the end."
"Stop blabbering, everyone in the Revolutionary Army will not let you go." Kerra glared at Monet.
Monet twitched the corner of his mouth and was about to speak when a red alarm suddenly lit up above his head.
Wuwuwu——
The rapid and sharp alarm was like a knife, cutting through Monet's tender skin. She instantly entered a fighting state, and the temperature around her dropped a few points.
"If you dare to cause trouble here, you are seeking death!"
Monet threw away his plate and flew away in a hurry.
Kella was stunned at first.
Then a thought flashed through his mind, and a hint of joy appeared on his face, "Could it be that!?"
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"Watch the move! Watch the move! Watch the move!"
Facing the enemies besieging her, Amyra's hands were like machine guns, shooting round marbles.
This move is by far her best attack method.
Not far away, Jon couldn't help but give advice: "Don't pursue quantity, but pursue precision. Do you understand precision? One hit will kill."
"At their feet, scattering beads under their feet will do wonders. Have you forgotten how you dealt with the bald sea monster?"
"No, no, it's too slow. Your attack speed is still too slow."
After all, not long ago, she was a fish-man slave trapped in a water tank all day long. Even after several actual battles, Amyra had not grown into a qualified 'warrior'.
By the way, this mermaid is surprisingly savvy in other places...
Back to business.
Although Amyra is a second-hand swordsman, unfortunately the Zhuzhu fruit is very versatile.
At least in terms of long-range attack, one person's role is no less than that of an entire naval musketry team.
The pirates transformed by Caesar Coulan screamed and couldn't get closer to Amyra.
Just then, a gust of snowy wind blew by.
Several modified pirates who had no time to dodge were directly frozen into ice sculptures.
Amyra was most afraid of high temperatures and cold, so she couldn't help but take a few steps back.
But Jon nodded, "Okay, now that the rightful owner has come out, you just fight her, and if you hold on until I come out, you win."
"Eh?" Amyra showed a troubled expression.
Then Jon pretended to be invisible and disappeared directly on the spot.
Not to mention the duel between Monet and Amyra, Jon teleported into the institute and directly found the thing that interested him the most - a pink dragon.
"Hey, are you dead?" Jon knelt down and patted the little dragon's scaly face.
"Huh?" Momonosuke opened his eyes in a daze. Due to hunger, he was a little dazzled for a moment and did not recognize who the person in front of him was.
"Oh, you can still breathe." Jon smiled and picked up Momonosuke like a snake.
This time Momonosuke finally realized that something was wrong.
He struggled desperately, but how could he escape from Jon's clutches? After struggling for a long time, he finally gave in and said tremblingly: "Who are you?"
"I'm just a passing pirate."
Jon said casually and looked at Momonosuke curiously.
There was once a famous saying that was widely circulated, "XX can be dispensed with, but Momonosuke will die."
You can see how popular this kid in front of you is among the vast number of people in the world.
Um.
Reverse popularity is also popularity.
Others may be deceived by Momonosuke's appearance, but Jon truly knows that Momonosuke is actually the same as a certain Edogawa classmate, with an adult soul hidden in his small body.
But Momonosuke, who is born with a lot of sex, always uses his identity as a child to pretend to be young and satisfy some of his own desires, which is quite annoying.
But Jon felt fine.
After shaking, Momonosuke returned to his original shape. He smiled and said, "Kid, since I picked you up, you can be a servant serving tea and water by my side from now on."
What? My majestic Kozuki Momonosuke, the legitimate heir to Wano Country, actually wants me to serve tea and water!?
Momonosuke's face was straight.
Just as he was about to say something, he met Jon's calm eyes, and the words that came to his lips suddenly became, "As you command."
If not to say that Wano Country was created based on neon lights, this ability to change faces is truly worthy of someone who lived a pretty good life in his childhood.
Jon admired secretly.
Seeing that Momonosuke's face was sallow and thin, like a small stick, he took out a dumpling from his fourth-dimensional pocket out of compassion.
"Eat it." Jon threw the dumpling into Peach's Assistant, "You're welcome."
If it weren't for hunger, Momonosuke would not have eaten Caesar Coulan's artificial devil fruit and become what he is now. When he saw real food, he would not care about anything else. He opened his mouth and ate it.
Just like a mermaid, every click is a chew.
Jon nodded with satisfaction and said: "This kind of Buddhist secret food is not bad."
Momonosuke just ate it without tasting it at all, so he could only humbly respond.
Jon still nodded, "In addition to quickly replenishing physical strength and eliminating hidden diseases, this dense diet can also completely eliminate unwarranted desires."
Hearing this, Momonosuke's face suddenly stiffened.
Unreasonable desire?
He seemed to have thought of something and quickly recalled some charming scenes.
But unfortunately, there was no response.
Momonosuke's eyes widened instantly, "You...you plotted against me!"
