Chapter 1222 Urahara Kisuke is the manager behind the scenes 1
This was the first time that Mirajane exposed her devil fruit ability in a public and formal occasion. The navy, who were enjoying themselves watching the show off off-camera, immediately gave her a new nickname - Demon.
The intelligence department passed on information about the Flying Pirates. Mirajane is a female cadre recruited personally by Shiki the Golden Lion, and her strength should not be underestimated.
The strong women on the sea are all well-known and famous for a long time. If Mirajane had not joined the Sky Pirates, the pirates would not have noticed this beautiful and sexy girl.
The demon showing his powerful strength is a disguised proof of a small thing - there are more talented people in the wild, and the navy's large conscription system is a good policy that can absorb strong people from non-navy systems.
Huangmu, Milaje, Yixiao, these are all representative figures. The world on the sea is so vast that there will always be brilliant people who have not been discovered by the big forces.
"Hyori isn't ready yet, could something have delayed her?" Hiyori Kozuki can use her Byakugan ability to perform long-distance spatial transfer, which is the reason why Law and Mirajane are able to escape without being caught up by the pursuers.
The guests on the field may not be interested in these two, but the government agents and the Knights of God outside the field do not want the user of the Ope no Mi to leak out. The immortality surgery is best controlled by the Celestial Dragons.
The crisp sound of wooden clogs came from far away. From the backstage of the Pandora venue, a middle-aged man wearing a fisherman's hat and a loose kimono walked in. He had an ordinary appearance and seemed not threatening at all.
In his hand, he was dragging a whitish tentacle monster, which looked like a puddle of mud without any bones. "The Pandora venue is our hard work. If you want to watch it being destroyed, the game time should be over."
The slightly deep baritone voice could be heard clearly by the people around. Most people were curious about the identity of the visitor and felt that he looked familiar.
Readers who have read the reports about Cake Island searched and compared in their minds and remembered that in the newspaper illustration, this ordinary middle-aged man showed a side profile.
He stood with Kibson and attended Charlotte Lingling's wedding together. Unfortunately, the wedding was a ridiculous farce. The old cow failed to eat the young grass, the groom was blown to death on the spot, and the guests were killed and injured.
The reputation of Cake Island was damaged, and its dessert business was also affected. Several underworld forces joined forces to take advantage of this and suppress the business share of Sea Emperor.
The tentacle monster, whose skin was as pale as a dead object, underwent an amazing change under the curious gaze of everyone.
As if it was injected with a mysterious power, the color of its body surface changed miraculously, and the originally terrifying white color faded away like a tide.
Instead, it is replaced by a soft yellow, which is like warm sunshine, carrying a sense of vitality and vigor.
The "corpse" began to swell, no longer the shriveled and twisted shape it had before, but gradually became round. The originally chaotic tentacles slowly shrank and merged, and the outline gradually became clear.
With a slight "click" sound, a round yellow head slowly took shape, and familiar facial features gradually emerged.
The iconic grin, the funny little eyes, and the unclear nose and ears all indicate that Mr. Koro has fully recovered.
He slipped out of his companion's hands, stretched his body, and gently moved his limbs, as if he had just woken up from a nap.
The host looked at the shocked guests around him, raised the corners of his mouth to reveal his signature smile, and said in that familiar yet somewhat teasing tone: "I'm sorry to have worried you, but it seems that I still have a strong vitality."
That sound was like a warm spring breeze, blowing away the dark thoughts in the guests' minds. If you want to buy something for free at the Pandora venue, you'd better not seek death.
"I didn't expect to bring you here, Urahara. This time the noise was a bit loud. I hope you won't blame me," said Mr. Koro, with an attentive look on his face. He surrounded Kisuke Urahara and even took the initiative to massage his old friend's shoulders.
Outsiders would think that Koro-sensei and Urahara Kisuke, who suddenly appeared, are in some kind of superior-subordinate relationship. Don't be fooled by the host's histrionic personality.
Both of them are managers of Pandora and are on the same level in terms of authority. Urahara Kisuke represents the interests of Giberson and controls the underworld king of the warehousing industry, providing a large number of auction items for the grand auction.
"Let's do business first. Since someone broke the rules first, he must be punished." Urahara Kisuke was originally a middle-aged man who loved to laugh. When he encountered a gangster who dared to destroy his business, he would not be in a good mood.
Koro-sensei looked at the demonized Mirajane, and his vision slid from the woman's evil face to her alluring breasts, remembering the wonderful touch of that pair of fat.
The host once again exposed his lecherous character. His unclear nostrils were bleeding violently. "Surrender, I will never make things difficult for you. You two cannot escape from the Pandora venue, so don't struggle in vain."
When Mr. Koro was uttering those harsh words, he was staring at the lower body of the female demon the whole time. While feasting his eyes on her, it was hard to believe that Mirajane would not be treated inhumanely after surrendering.
"Wipe it off, it's really embarrassing," Urahara Kisuke took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to the tentacle monster next to him.
After the host took it, his nosebleed quickly covered the entire handkerchief. The amount of bleeding was quite shocking. It was a vicious cycle. The more he looked at the woman's sexy figure, the more his nose bleeded.
Although Mirajane hated this kind of sight, she was very confident in her figure and deliberately raised her chest. There was little fabric on her chest, and the half-naked breasts were even more charming.
"We can pay 3 million berries to buy the artworks behind you, and it will not cause any loss to the auction." While using beauty to attract monsters, she conceals her true purpose.
It would have been fine if the woman didn't say anything. After listening to someone's speech, a light flashed in Mr. Koro's clever eyes, and his nosebleed stopped temporarily.
The originally golden head was instantly replaced by yellow-green stripes. This was the expression that Mr. Koro would automatically make when he looked down on a certain type of people. "You are delaying time. Is there someone outside the venue waiting for you?"
Don't treat everyone as fools. Mirajane's acting skills in demon state are not as good as in human state. The more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie. Men should never believe her easily.
Originally, Urahara Kisuke's vision was obscured by the fisherman's hat on his head, but after a moment he felt a force, a force coming from a strange space, emerging behind the two troublemakers.
"So this is your back-up plan," Urahara Kisuke held the cane sword in his hand, ready to strike at any time.
The space behind Law and Mirajane was producing a strange reaction, as if a drop of water was falling on a calm lake, with ripples spreading outward in circles, and the space was distorting.
The ability to control space is extremely rare. Koro-sensei was even more curious and took out his glasses and put them on his non-existent nose, waiting to see what kind of cruel things these troublemakers could come up with.