Watching Mr.3 lying in a pool of blood, Miss Goldenweek's pupils constricted, and her expression uncharacteristically changed.
The hand holding the paintbrush remained suspended in the air.
The formidable Baroque Works' No. 3 assassin, was he instantly defeated just like that?!
Facing Reno, Mr.3 couldn't even withstand a single move?!
"Reno is amazing!!!" Vivi clapped her hands excitedly.
In her mind, it seemed there was no enemy Reno couldn't defeat.
Reno calmly accepted Vivi's praise, then walked up to Miss Goldenweek.
His gaze swept over the painting on the easel, which had only a few strokes, and he chuckled, "Do I need to sit down?!"
Miss Goldenweek twitched her lips, a bitter expression on her face.
Even Mr.3 was instantly defeated; what difference would it make if she finished the painting or not?
"What do you want?" Miss Goldenweek nervously stared at Reno.
The day she became an assassin, she had already prepared herself for death.
But she never expected that day to come so suddenly.
Reno watched the resolute Miss Goldenweek, then suddenly burst out laughing.
"Relax, I won't kill you. Go make us some tea."
Miss Goldenweek was startled, but still obediently brewed a pot of Earl Grey for Reno.
If one could live, who would want to die?
Reno picked up the red tea, took a small sip, and showed a surprised expression, "The tea is well brewed."
Miss Goldenweek lowered her head awkwardly.
Just now, she and Mr.3 had been drinking tea here while discussing how to eliminate Reno.
She never expected the plot to reverse so quickly.
"From now on, you are no longer an assassin of Baroque Works, but a member of the Reno Pirates." Reno sipped his tea, his tone brooking no argument.
"Join the Reno Pirates?!" Miss Goldenweek looked at Vivi and Mikita.
Was this how they joined the Reno Pirates?!
"Miss Goldenweek, don't hesitate. The Captain's strength is much greater than the BOSS's. Oh, I forgot to tell you, the mastermind BOSS is Crocodile, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea." Mikita truthfully revealed the secret.
If possible, she truly hoped Golden Week would not follow in the footsteps of others.
"It's him." Miss Goldenweek was equally surprised.
After a moment of thought, she nodded: "I am willing to join your Pirate Crew."
For a BOSS she had never met, and whose identity she didn't even know, she didn't need to gamble her life.
As the saying goes, it's better to live poorly than to die well.
Moreover, after Vivi and Mikita joined the Reno Pirates, their complexions seemed much better than before.
"You should have an eternal pose for Alabasta here, right?!" Reno sipped his Earl Grey, secretly praising it.
This tea brewing skill was truly excellent.
"Yes." Miss Goldenweek immediately took an eternal pose from a nearby basket and handed it over.
This was essential for her and Mr.3's travels.
Without this eternal pose, they would have no way to return to Alabasta, or it would take a great deal of effort to get back.
Buruburu.
Buruburu.
Reno had just put away the eternal pose when the den den mushi in the flower basket suddenly rang urgently.
"Reno," Vivi subconsciously clutched Reno's arm.
She didn't know why, but she had a bad feeling.
Even Mikita and Miss Goldenweek's expressions changed.
Assassins generally didn't contact each other.
Those who could directly contact them were usually the Vice President or the mastermind BOSS.
"Leave it to me." Reno gave the three girls a reassuring look, then answered.
The den den mushi's face immediately showed a horizontal scar, and a cigar, which never seemed to run out, was impressively clamped in its mouth.
Crocodile, it was him!
Vivi and the two other girls immediately tensed up.
This was their first time meeting Crocodile.
"Mr.3, you've made me wait too long. I seriously doubt your work ability now."
Soon, a displeased voice came from the other side.
Reno smiled.
He had originally planned to contact Crocodile, but he didn't expect the other party to come to him.
"Hello, Crocodile."
"..."
The other end of the den den mushi fell silent.
After a while, a low, hoarse voice spoke again: "You are Reno?!"
Reno was a little surprised, "Sand Crocodile, it seems your brain isn't entirely filled with sand after all. Congratulations, you guessed correctly."
"Since you answered the phone, Mr.3 and Miss Goldenweek must have been taken care of by you, right?!"
"Hehehehe, they're useless things after all, a bunch of good-for-nothings."
At such a critical moment, the continuous failures of his agents had completely exhausted Crocodile's patience.
He cursed with extreme annoyance, and the den den mushi vividly displayed Crocodile's disdainful expression and cold tone.
Golden Week, standing nearby, had a livid face and clenched her fists tightly.
This hateful guy!
They risked their lives working outside, not only getting no credit but now, with Mr.3 dead, they were still subjected to Crocodile's humiliation.
"Crocodile, shut up!"
Golden Week was furious!
"Golden Week, you're still alive?!" After a brief silence, Crocodile's somewhat uncertain voice came from the other side.
Was it a hallucination?!
Golden Week stood with her hands on her hips, angrily looking at the den den mushi, "That's right, disappointed, aren't you? Not only am I still alive, but I've also joined the Reno Pirates."
"Crocodile, you... you just wait for the Captain. He'll come to Alabasta to find you, and he'll definitely slaughter you, you Crocodile!"
Reno:... Crocodile:... After a sustained outburst, Golden Week's cheeks were flushed, and her breathing became rapid.
Vivi and Mikita also stared at Golden Week, dumbfounded, giving her a thumbs up!
She was so brave!
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