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Chapter 219, Revenge List! (3000 words for tickets!)
Chapter 219, Revenge List! (3000 words for tickets!)
As a celebrity, influential in the upper class, it was not that simple to do something to Carlos Hart.
But CP0 is not for dry rice.
They made a series of deceitful plans.
Back in Alabasta, Mr. 2 survived the explosion, and was thrown into Propulsion City with Crocodile.
He was supposed to spend his life in Propel City, but this time the government gave him a chance to play Carlos Hart and ruin his reputation.
During Carlos Hart's abduction, soon after, "Carlos Hart" "spoke the truth after drinking" at a party, saying that his paintings were not actually drawn by him, but that he controlled a painter Nice guy, forced him to paint for himself.
Then rely on the sketch fruit to copy the things he drew and turn them into his own works.
Including every time I help someone paint a portrait, he first paints the subject, and then pretends to modify it according to the changes in the environment.
As soon as the news came out, those princesses and noble ladies who had been slept with by him were in an uproar, and couldn't believe that the news was true.
But the fruit of sketching can indeed do such unimaginable things!
After Carlos Hart had gone through untold hardships and fought wits and bravery with the "Pirate" and finally escaped from birth, he thought that he would have an extra source of conversation and could sleep with more women, but what happened to him was Overwhelming condemnation!
Facing the accusation, Carlos Hart was immediately angry.
Although I am a scumbag who has one-night stands with women everywhere, and although I have eaten human blood steamed buns to this day, I know that I am a good painter.
Huahua's status in his heart remains unchanged, sacred and pure!
He publicly summoned the newspaper office in Chambord to testify on the spot.
then.
He was kidnapped again.
The group of "pirates" found him, thanked him for revealing his position, and would never let him escape this time, and put on Hailoushi handcuffs.
Carlos Hart looked hopeless.
But at the appointed time, "Carlos Hart" appeared on time.
It's just that he was sweating profusely, and he didn't draw anything in the face of the topics posed by famous painters.
Then someone stood up and said, "Don't wait, we have found the real painter and paid him to stop painting for you, Carlos Hart!"
Whoa!
In an instant, the whole world was in an uproar!
"here you go!"
"He's a liar!"
"Liar, get out!"
Amid the yelling and cursing, "Carlos Hart" was completely discredited, and he escaped from Chambord in desperation, and was never heard from again.
But no one cares whether a liar lives or dies.
Carlos Hart disappeared without anyone noticing, and disappeared without a trace.
"When I found out that the pirate who kidnapped me was actually a spy of CP0, I was angry and resisted... But you also saw it."
Carlos shook his legs that had lost the soles of his feet, his eyes filled with hatred.
"Now I'm a useless person, even if I escape, no one will support me anymore!"
"My life, my dream, and everything about me are all ruined by CP0!"
"Speak the key."
However, Xiong was indifferent to this, and his fingers increased.
Hearing this, Carlos froze for a moment, then smiled.
"Yes, you should hate me..."
"But before I die, I want to tell you something, complete revenge!"
Xiong Moran, after a long silence, moved the arrow away.
"We don't have much time."
"Don't worry, it won't take too long."
Carlos said with a ferocious smile: "I named my fruit awakening ability [Dream Painting], as long as there is a large search range, I can draw the person I see and tell me who he is. Where, as if seen in a dream, the smaller the scope, the more realistic the painting."
"They think that I have to draw the target to know who he is. There is no logical problem with this statement, but before drawing it, I must know what the person I want to draw looks like."
Xiong's fingers jumped: "Could it be that you..."
"Ah, that's right."
Carlos licked his lips.
"They asked me to draw the member of the Revolutionary Army who is the greatest threat to the government. Besides the dragon, the first one is you, bear!"
"But I know you, I know you are Shichibukai!"
Misunderstanding of thinking!
Bear understood instantly.
CP0 didn't know who was in the Revolutionary Army, nor did Carlos Hart, so they let Carlos paint with confidence, but ignored a problem.
That is, what if Carlos already knew who he was going to draw?
After the picture appeared in the mind, wasn't it all exposed?
"No, maybe not ignored."
Xiong dismissed this speculation.
CP0 didn't have that much time to keep up with the World Conference agenda, and even knowing that there were one or two really tricky guys Carlos might have missed on purpose, they had no choice.
"So after knowing that you are from the Revolutionary Army, I decided to take a gamble!"
Carlos continued: "Reactivate the ability, change the one that should have drawn you to the next revolutionary army cadre that appeared in my mind, and let you hide."
"With a high-level spy like you, I bet you will come to investigate the reason after being beaten and turned around, and you can find it on my head!"
"Now... I bet right!"
What a gamble!
Xiong looked at Carlos in shock.
After being tortured and tortured by CP0 or even using torture to saw off the soles of their feet, ordinary people cannot make such a clear and rational judgment even if they do not have a mental breakdown.
How strong is his love for painting that made him persist for so long?
Bears are unimaginable.
"And the ability to draw dreams doesn't have to be on paper, or even I have to do it myself... Drawn by my creation, the effect is the same."
Carlos said, bowing his head: "Do me a favor, take my clothes off."
Xiong Wenyan raised his vigilance silently and opened his shirt.
hiss! !
The supposed sneak attack did not happen. On Carlos’s bruised and emaciated back, scarred bloodstains were engraved all over his back, and human faces the size of fingernails were densely engraved on the skin, extending all the way to the The waist and abdomen are extremely penetrating.
There is also a pool of black ink marks, which are clearly glaring in the corner.
"It's nothing more than a hidden painting within a painting. As a painter, there are still some small tricks."
Carlos also has the ability to make the drawn things into entities.
Hearing the sound of breathing, he grinned and said, "I drew 170 and the two most threatening existences to the Revolutionary Army, not only the World Government, but also some other guys, and wrote down their names and locations. You may know some people, but you must not know some people."
Use human skin as paper, and flesh and blood as ink.
Using his creation to hold a sharp knife, Carlos forcibly carved this bloody list on his back!
A bloody list in the true sense!
Among them, there is a young man with an evil smile on his hand on the edge of a wide-brimmed top hat, FRANCIS LOVETT!
"This is my revenge!"
Xiong couldn't help being moved again.
"But remember to kill me before tearing off the skin on my back. I'm actually... afraid of pain."
Suddenly, Carlos muttered in a low voice.
"In this way... I'm not a waste, am I?"
Regarding this, Xiong solemnly said.
"You are not trash, Carlos, you are a hero!"
"Your own hero!"
"Our hero!"
This list is of great value to the Revolutionary Army!
To be ruthless, it is far from being comparable to the loss of manpower.
Both an enemy and a benefactor.
"But you're not going to kill me...why are you talking nonsense. You're not a woman, and you still want to move me?"
Bear:"……"
"Forget it, don't talk about that."
Carlot looked up again, motioned him to help him untie the chain with his eyes, and asked: "The next step is how to help you escape, otherwise it doesn't make any sense... How much time do we have?"
"Up to five 10 minutes!"
The voice fell, and an explosion sounded.
Bang!
Boom! !
The whole room vibrated violently, and the dust flew up. Holding the chair and standing still, Xiong's expression changed: "It's a cannon!"
In order to clear the road, CP0 went crazy and used artillery in the holy land, aiming at the city.
"Then you have to hurry up!"
Taking advantage of the bear crushing the chain, Carlos pounced forward, and pulled his fingers on the torture instruments that had tortured him on the table in front of him, cutting a deep gap where the bones could be seen.
"Hiss...it really hurts!"
"I can't pretend to hide those sharp-eyed spies, but painting can... My ability actually has another effect. Painting on a living creature can't summon the painted thing, but it can change the appearance of the living creature, and even change its appearance. size, and is more resistant to liquids than Summon."
"Otherwise, why do you think so many women are willing to sleep with me? As long as they don't touch the water, my beautification effect on them can last forever."
"In order to become more beautiful, they are crazy!"
Kneeling on the ground, Carlos held up his bleeding finger.
"So, you are the first man to be [painted] by me, feel honored and fortunate, bastard! Because I don't need you to sleep with me."
Bear:"……"
"Adding my life to the list has paid off my debt to you. Next, you owe me."
In this regard, Xiong was silent for a moment, and bent down his tall body.
Bang! !
The muffled sound of shells startled the crowd, and the people of the Holy Land, who had just calmed down from Kaido's invasion, were in a mess again.
Soon, the road was cleared, and a group of white suits swarmed in.
"Have you found the intruder?!"
"no!"
"No sir, Carlos Hart was killed!"
"what?!"
The leader hurried to the room where Carlos was, and indeed... the entire human skin on the back was torn off, which is unlikely to be a suicide.
At the same time, a thin man in a white suit took advantage of the chaos to mix into the crowd, looked back at the torture room where Carlos Hart was held, and clenched his fists.
"Carlos Hart, if there is an afterlife, I really hope to be friends with you!"
After finishing speaking, he touched the bloody human skin wrapped in cloth on his chest, and the changed bear walked away quickly, and soon disappeared.
Another thing to inform, I forgot to say that I have been autistic for too long yesterday, I have paid ten chapters this month, and I still owe fifteen chapters, but it really needs to be double-updated, Dashu will save the manuscript for the New Year, next month this year I will go back to my hometown around the 10th, and it will be difficult to find the time code words after the end of the year. For details, you can read the testimonials at the end of Chapter 177. I won’t bother you with nonsense here. Good night, I love you.
(End of this chapter)
As a celebrity, influential in the upper class, it was not that simple to do something to Carlos Hart.
But CP0 is not for dry rice.
They made a series of deceitful plans.
Back in Alabasta, Mr. 2 survived the explosion, and was thrown into Propulsion City with Crocodile.
He was supposed to spend his life in Propel City, but this time the government gave him a chance to play Carlos Hart and ruin his reputation.
During Carlos Hart's abduction, soon after, "Carlos Hart" "spoke the truth after drinking" at a party, saying that his paintings were not actually drawn by him, but that he controlled a painter Nice guy, forced him to paint for himself.
Then rely on the sketch fruit to copy the things he drew and turn them into his own works.
Including every time I help someone paint a portrait, he first paints the subject, and then pretends to modify it according to the changes in the environment.
As soon as the news came out, those princesses and noble ladies who had been slept with by him were in an uproar, and couldn't believe that the news was true.
But the fruit of sketching can indeed do such unimaginable things!
After Carlos Hart had gone through untold hardships and fought wits and bravery with the "Pirate" and finally escaped from birth, he thought that he would have an extra source of conversation and could sleep with more women, but what happened to him was Overwhelming condemnation!
Facing the accusation, Carlos Hart was immediately angry.
Although I am a scumbag who has one-night stands with women everywhere, and although I have eaten human blood steamed buns to this day, I know that I am a good painter.
Huahua's status in his heart remains unchanged, sacred and pure!
He publicly summoned the newspaper office in Chambord to testify on the spot.
then.
He was kidnapped again.
The group of "pirates" found him, thanked him for revealing his position, and would never let him escape this time, and put on Hailoushi handcuffs.
Carlos Hart looked hopeless.
But at the appointed time, "Carlos Hart" appeared on time.
It's just that he was sweating profusely, and he didn't draw anything in the face of the topics posed by famous painters.
Then someone stood up and said, "Don't wait, we have found the real painter and paid him to stop painting for you, Carlos Hart!"
Whoa!
In an instant, the whole world was in an uproar!
"here you go!"
"He's a liar!"
"Liar, get out!"
Amid the yelling and cursing, "Carlos Hart" was completely discredited, and he escaped from Chambord in desperation, and was never heard from again.
But no one cares whether a liar lives or dies.
Carlos Hart disappeared without anyone noticing, and disappeared without a trace.
"When I found out that the pirate who kidnapped me was actually a spy of CP0, I was angry and resisted... But you also saw it."
Carlos shook his legs that had lost the soles of his feet, his eyes filled with hatred.
"Now I'm a useless person, even if I escape, no one will support me anymore!"
"My life, my dream, and everything about me are all ruined by CP0!"
"Speak the key."
However, Xiong was indifferent to this, and his fingers increased.
Hearing this, Carlos froze for a moment, then smiled.
"Yes, you should hate me..."
"But before I die, I want to tell you something, complete revenge!"
Xiong Moran, after a long silence, moved the arrow away.
"We don't have much time."
"Don't worry, it won't take too long."
Carlos said with a ferocious smile: "I named my fruit awakening ability [Dream Painting], as long as there is a large search range, I can draw the person I see and tell me who he is. Where, as if seen in a dream, the smaller the scope, the more realistic the painting."
"They think that I have to draw the target to know who he is. There is no logical problem with this statement, but before drawing it, I must know what the person I want to draw looks like."
Xiong's fingers jumped: "Could it be that you..."
"Ah, that's right."
Carlos licked his lips.
"They asked me to draw the member of the Revolutionary Army who is the greatest threat to the government. Besides the dragon, the first one is you, bear!"
"But I know you, I know you are Shichibukai!"
Misunderstanding of thinking!
Bear understood instantly.
CP0 didn't know who was in the Revolutionary Army, nor did Carlos Hart, so they let Carlos paint with confidence, but ignored a problem.
That is, what if Carlos already knew who he was going to draw?
After the picture appeared in the mind, wasn't it all exposed?
"No, maybe not ignored."
Xiong dismissed this speculation.
CP0 didn't have that much time to keep up with the World Conference agenda, and even knowing that there were one or two really tricky guys Carlos might have missed on purpose, they had no choice.
"So after knowing that you are from the Revolutionary Army, I decided to take a gamble!"
Carlos continued: "Reactivate the ability, change the one that should have drawn you to the next revolutionary army cadre that appeared in my mind, and let you hide."
"With a high-level spy like you, I bet you will come to investigate the reason after being beaten and turned around, and you can find it on my head!"
"Now... I bet right!"
What a gamble!
Xiong looked at Carlos in shock.
After being tortured and tortured by CP0 or even using torture to saw off the soles of their feet, ordinary people cannot make such a clear and rational judgment even if they do not have a mental breakdown.
How strong is his love for painting that made him persist for so long?
Bears are unimaginable.
"And the ability to draw dreams doesn't have to be on paper, or even I have to do it myself... Drawn by my creation, the effect is the same."
Carlos said, bowing his head: "Do me a favor, take my clothes off."
Xiong Wenyan raised his vigilance silently and opened his shirt.
hiss! !
The supposed sneak attack did not happen. On Carlos’s bruised and emaciated back, scarred bloodstains were engraved all over his back, and human faces the size of fingernails were densely engraved on the skin, extending all the way to the The waist and abdomen are extremely penetrating.
There is also a pool of black ink marks, which are clearly glaring in the corner.
"It's nothing more than a hidden painting within a painting. As a painter, there are still some small tricks."
Carlos also has the ability to make the drawn things into entities.
Hearing the sound of breathing, he grinned and said, "I drew 170 and the two most threatening existences to the Revolutionary Army, not only the World Government, but also some other guys, and wrote down their names and locations. You may know some people, but you must not know some people."
Use human skin as paper, and flesh and blood as ink.
Using his creation to hold a sharp knife, Carlos forcibly carved this bloody list on his back!
A bloody list in the true sense!
Among them, there is a young man with an evil smile on his hand on the edge of a wide-brimmed top hat, FRANCIS LOVETT!
"This is my revenge!"
Xiong couldn't help being moved again.
"But remember to kill me before tearing off the skin on my back. I'm actually... afraid of pain."
Suddenly, Carlos muttered in a low voice.
"In this way... I'm not a waste, am I?"
Regarding this, Xiong solemnly said.
"You are not trash, Carlos, you are a hero!"
"Your own hero!"
"Our hero!"
This list is of great value to the Revolutionary Army!
To be ruthless, it is far from being comparable to the loss of manpower.
Both an enemy and a benefactor.
"But you're not going to kill me...why are you talking nonsense. You're not a woman, and you still want to move me?"
Bear:"……"
"Forget it, don't talk about that."
Carlot looked up again, motioned him to help him untie the chain with his eyes, and asked: "The next step is how to help you escape, otherwise it doesn't make any sense... How much time do we have?"
"Up to five 10 minutes!"
The voice fell, and an explosion sounded.
Bang!
Boom! !
The whole room vibrated violently, and the dust flew up. Holding the chair and standing still, Xiong's expression changed: "It's a cannon!"
In order to clear the road, CP0 went crazy and used artillery in the holy land, aiming at the city.
"Then you have to hurry up!"
Taking advantage of the bear crushing the chain, Carlos pounced forward, and pulled his fingers on the torture instruments that had tortured him on the table in front of him, cutting a deep gap where the bones could be seen.
"Hiss...it really hurts!"
"I can't pretend to hide those sharp-eyed spies, but painting can... My ability actually has another effect. Painting on a living creature can't summon the painted thing, but it can change the appearance of the living creature, and even change its appearance. size, and is more resistant to liquids than Summon."
"Otherwise, why do you think so many women are willing to sleep with me? As long as they don't touch the water, my beautification effect on them can last forever."
"In order to become more beautiful, they are crazy!"
Kneeling on the ground, Carlos held up his bleeding finger.
"So, you are the first man to be [painted] by me, feel honored and fortunate, bastard! Because I don't need you to sleep with me."
Bear:"……"
"Adding my life to the list has paid off my debt to you. Next, you owe me."
In this regard, Xiong was silent for a moment, and bent down his tall body.
Bang! !
The muffled sound of shells startled the crowd, and the people of the Holy Land, who had just calmed down from Kaido's invasion, were in a mess again.
Soon, the road was cleared, and a group of white suits swarmed in.
"Have you found the intruder?!"
"no!"
"No sir, Carlos Hart was killed!"
"what?!"
The leader hurried to the room where Carlos was, and indeed... the entire human skin on the back was torn off, which is unlikely to be a suicide.
At the same time, a thin man in a white suit took advantage of the chaos to mix into the crowd, looked back at the torture room where Carlos Hart was held, and clenched his fists.
"Carlos Hart, if there is an afterlife, I really hope to be friends with you!"
After finishing speaking, he touched the bloody human skin wrapped in cloth on his chest, and the changed bear walked away quickly, and soon disappeared.
Another thing to inform, I forgot to say that I have been autistic for too long yesterday, I have paid ten chapters this month, and I still owe fifteen chapters, but it really needs to be double-updated, Dashu will save the manuscript for the New Year, next month this year I will go back to my hometown around the 10th, and it will be difficult to find the time code words after the end of the year. For details, you can read the testimonials at the end of Chapter 177. I won’t bother you with nonsense here. Good night, I love you.
(End of this chapter)
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