One Piece The Crew Mga Nobela at Kwento

The city didn’t care who bled to keep it calm. “Even if I agreed…” Gale said slowly, “how would you build a team? Who can you even trust?” Jack’s gaze drifted across his desk—toward a battered photo frame beside the one of Heidi and Alicia. It showed four men and two women in dusty fatigues, arms slung around each other, sweat-soaked and grinning in some long-forgotten desert. Sand in their boots. Youth in their eyes. A world that still made promises. “I know the perfect crew.”

The Unified Resolve The structural pressure inside the underground paddock continued to scale as Kingsley, the formidable second-in-command of Warship Team, stepped forward to drive the blade deeper. "Your entire active roster consists of a mere five people. If you lack the absolute balls to back a wager under these parameters, what is the ultimate point of your crew even participating in the Grand Prix?"

Francisco and Harith looked for Harith's crew in the harshness of the storm that hit, finally Francisco and Harith found Harith's crew on their way to find prey. "Boss! Some people!" Said one of the crew while pointing at Kareem and Francisco. "Let's kill them both!" The four crew members of Harith's ship started running towards Kareem and Francisco while holding knives and axes in their hands, suddenly Fransisco and Kareem were shocked. "HEY HEY HEY! It's us!" Fransisco shouted while waving his hand quickly towards Harith's crew, Harith's crew who realized this immediately ruffled his hair embarrassed because he caught the wrong person.