stonecrandall Chapter 220
Chapter 220
In the square, another round of inhumane training began.
Quinn was so excited that he kept clicking pictures with his camera.
He's not interested in a few bare-assed givers, he's practicing his photography skills.
Since being awakened by Kaiser's words last night, Quinn felt that he suddenly awakened a new talent.
"I want to be the man who takes pictures!"
It's very depressing, I took so many photos last night, I thought I was going to make a fortune today.
As a result, when he washed out the photo in the morning, Quinn suddenly became angry.
Of the ten photos, eight were black and black, and nothing was taken.
The only clear ones left are Beckman with his arm around Klockdar, Sikar and Sambell without pants.
As for the others, they are all black, and they can't see anything.
Just when Quinn was sullen, he noticed that in the crowd, Klockdar was actually watching Moria's training, and suddenly, Quinn's eyes dripped around, put away the camera in his hand, took out the treasured photos, and quietly leaned over.
"Ahem."
Coming behind Klockdal, Quinn coughed deliberately.
Klockdar turned around and saw that it was Quinn, and did not dare to raise it, and nodded politely.
"It's Epidemic Quinn, is there something wrong with me?"
Quinn glanced left and right, sneakily took out the photo, shook it in front of Klockdar, and then put it away lightning-fast.
Quinn's movements were too fast, and Klockdar didn't see it clearly for a while, and his face was dazed.
What is this for?
Quinn's face appeared colored, holding his chest and saying: "Klockdar, this photo is returned to you, collect you two billion Bailey, how do you look?" You don't want it to be on the front page of Morgans, do you?
"What photo?"
Klockdar frowned.
"Huh? You don't see clearly? Hmph, less garlic, do you want to destroy it when you look at it again? I'm not that stupid about Quinn. Quinn's face was full of disdain.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Klockdar became more and more confused, and did not understand at all what the fat man in front of him was doing.
Quinn saw that he didn't seem to be faking, so he carefully took out the photo again, placed it in front of him, and showed it to Klockdar.
Klockdar wrinkled his eyebrows, and suddenly the expression on his face froze, and his body instantly stiffened.
In the photo, Beckman and him are hugging each other, the posture is extremely ambiguous, can not be said disgusting, it is simply hot eyes.
Seeing Klockdar's completely confused expression, Quinn suddenly became triumphant, quietly put away the photo, and raised his chin towards Klockdar.
"How? Sand crocodile, this photo, you don't want to be published either, do you?
Klockdar opened his mouth, and the cigar he was holding in his mouth fell to the ground, bursting into a large cloud of sparks.
"Bastard, what did you do? This is fake!
His face instantly turned red and turned the color of pig liver, pointing at Quinn and cursing.
The surrounding pirates were attracted by his voice and immediately looked towards this side.
The old god Quinn was there, pretending to sigh and said, "Oh, I took a big risk to take this picture, Sand Crocodile, if you don't want me to show them now, I think we'd better find a bar and talk about it."
Klockdar looked viciously at the pirates around him, his heart raging with anger, and a little weakly, he followed Quinn and walked towards the bar on the street.
When it comes to the bar, there are already many pirates sitting here, but there are more high-end private rooms in the bar.
As soon as Quinn entered the door, he greeted the bar owner familiarly: "Deba, the best private room, in addition, bring you the best wine and the most expensive food set menu."
"Okay! Lord Quinn, this time, is it still bookkeeping? The bar owner replied, and asked cautiously.
Quinn snorted coldly and said displeased, "Do you think I'll pay the bill?" I'm a senior cadre of the Beast God Pirates! Moreover, isn't the diet free these days?
The bar owner Deba smiled: "I said the wrong thing, I'll ask them to send more barrels of wine later." Lord Quinn, the diet is free, it is for those outsiders pirates, members of our beast god pirate group, these still ask for money as usual, the expenses of this gang are too large, and it costs hundreds of millions of Baileys every day.
"Count you sensible." Quinn moved his butt and walked to the private room first, while pointing his thumb at Klockdar: "He pays the bill."
Behind him, Klockdar looked gloomy, unloaded his golden hook, and threw it heavily on the counter.
Deba's eyes lit up, and he greedily picked up the hook, which weighed more than ten kilograms.
"My God, such a luxury, it turned out to be pure gold, this is at least eighteen, no, nearly twenty kilograms heavy!"
Quinn dangled his body full of fat and took the lead into the box.
Klockdar followed, his face full of indignation, like a angry little daughter-in-law.
The bar owner Deba looked at the two in surprise, his small eyes blinked, and suddenly, as if he realized something, his throat rolled, and he couldn't help but clamp the back door.
"Hiss... Don't? In
Deba's mind, a scene suddenly appeared.
Quinn's face was full of hideousness, the fat on his face was shiny, and he looked greedily at Klockdar, who was constantly struggling, and with a slight hook of his thick fingers, he tore off Klockdar's coat.
"Don't..." Klockdar blushed with shame and wanted to refuse.
"Call, you call your throat broken, and no one will come to save you, hahaha."
Syllable.
Deba gave himself a slap in the face, secretly scolding himself that he must have thought too much.
At this time, the waiter in the bar was carrying a good wine and was about to walk towards the private room.
Deba quickly coughed, snatched the tray in his hand, and said with a serious face: "Lord Quinn is a high-ranking cadre, you can't snub, I will personally deliver this wine."
After that, Deba came to the door of the box with a good wine, but did not rush into the door, but quietly pricked up his ears.
Soon, Deba heard a voice coming from inside.
"How can you a high-ranking cadre of the Beast God Pirate Regiment do such a disgusting thing?" Klockdar roared angrily, and survival trembled a little.
"Disgusting?" Deba's eyes widened.
"Hehe, where am I disgusting, sand crocodile, obviously it's an ugly affair between you and Beckman, hehe, I just happened to have a few good photos, why, you don't want to go back?"
Quinn's lewd voice came out, mixed with indescribable triumph.
"The ugly affair between the Sand Crocodile and Beckman? My dear mother, is it so exciting? The
bar owner Deba's mouth suddenly opened to the limit, and the tonsils were exposed to the air, like a hippopotamus in heat.