Miss. Valentine's Day is a devil fruit abilities!

Her devil fruit abilities can be said to be very powerful. The Superman-tied light-floating fruit can allow her to change her weight as she wishes. When it is light, she can turn herself into a balloon, and when it is heavy, she can increase her weight by thousands of times.

If this fruit ability is in the hands of a physical master, such as Jin Ping, it will be very terrifying!

What is Qianmeiwa Fist? One fist weighs one ton. I’ll ask if you are afraid!

But unfortunately, Miss. Not only is she not a physical skill expert, but she is also very lacking in imagination.

After getting such a powerful devil fruit for so long, her use of the devil fruit is still very superficial, with only three ultimate moves in total.

For example, if you sit on the enemy and increase your weight, or if you fly lightly, it will turn into 10,000 kilograms, it will directly hit the enemy's neck and smash the opponent's neck, or if you fly lightly, it will turn into 10,000 kilograms, it will directly hit the enemy and smash the enemy...

Yes, you read that right. For Miss. Valentine's Day, the silly girl who first makes her weight lighter and then hits someone else's neck or someone else's body are two big moves!

One is called a guillotine with 10,000 kilograms, and the other is called a 10,000 kilogram of Taishan Pressing Top!

This kind of IQ can be mixed into a senior agent of the Baroque Work Club, which is enough to show how talented the Sand Crocodile is!

Just like this time, Miss. A big move that never went unfavorable before Valentine's Day failed when it hits the top of Mount Tai!

Among the two people she targeted, the man just raised his head and glanced coldly at her, then turned his eyes to Mr.1 and Miss on the ground with both fingers.

The woman took a step, stood next to the man, and then stretched out a white and tender little hand towards her.

Looking at the woman's movements, Miss. A sarcastic smile appeared on her Valentine's Day face.

"I actually want to catch me with my hands. You stupid woman, don't you know that I weigh ten thousand kilograms now..."

Bang!

Before Miss. had finished speaking on Valentine's Day, her falling body had already touched the woman's tender little hand, but to her surprise, the slender little hand was not easily crushed by her 10,000 kilograms of weight as expected.

After the white and tender little hand made a move to relieve the force, Miss. On Valentine's Day, she found that her body stopped and was easily held on her palm by the woman with a good figure.

"Ten thousand kilograms?"

Miss. Hearing a confused word from the woman's mouth on Valentine's Day, she felt her body suddenly being thrown up by an irresistible force, then being caught, and then thrown up again.

"Boss..."

Miss. On Valentine's Day, he heard the woman say to the man next to him in confusion, "I weighed it. This woman weighed at most about 6,000 kilograms, and it was not as heavy as my iron rod. Why did she say she had 10,000 kilograms!"

"Generally speaking, such integers, such as 10,000 kilograms, one million troops, eighty million subordinates, etc...."

The man gently pushed his glasses and replied calmly, "It's basically an exaggerated method, exaggerating his own strength, so as to make his opponent..."

When he said this, the man's eyes seemed to have accidentally swept across the face of the woman who was holding him.

"...Okay, the reason is that the woman in your hand is illiterate and she doesn't know how to count!"

After hearing the man's last words, the strange woman who grabbed her own sensational fruit with all her strength suddenly realized.

"Oh oh... I understand after you say that!"

As he said that, the woman threw it away casually. Miss. After feeling her body turned upside down on Valentine's Day, she hit the ground with a bang, and a human-shaped pit was smashed on the ground.

While dizzy, Miss. On Valentine's Day, he heard the man ask in a calm tone. "Are you members of the Baroque Work Club?"

"We don't know what Baroque work club..."

Before anyone else could speak, Miss. Her fingers were the first to stand up and deny it without hesitation.

"We are just a few ordinary bounty hunters, and occasionally receive a mission from a secret channel, so..."

But even if Miss stood up with his fingers to deny it, the man opposite him still said to himself in a calm tone.

"You group of senior cadres of the Baroque Working Society are not building your ideal kingdom in Alabastan, but they actually came here to assassinate me?"

"I'll say it again, we don't know what Baroque work club..." Miss continued to clarify with both fingers.

"Our Azeroth Chamber of Commerce and your Baroque Working Club are considered to be a good water that does not violate the river water. Moreover, I, Kong Ming, think that there is no place to offend your Seven Warriors Sea President Changsha Crocodile..."

"Didn't I say everything...wait..."

Miss. His fingers were refuting habitually, and suddenly paused, "What did you say just now? Our president is Clockdal, the Seven Warriors?"

"Of course it's him..."

The man opposite looked at Miss with a playful look and pointed his fingers, "Oh, I forgot, you don't know who the president of the Baroque Work Club is now! It seems that I was so embarrassed to give it a spoiler by accident!"

Although Miss, with both fingers, was unwilling to believe the man in front of her, her woman's intuition told her that the man in front of her was the truth.

"Our president turned out to be Clockdal..."

"Miss. Fingers..."

Mr.1, who was standing aside, took a step forward and said in a low voice, "You didn't pay attention to the point of what he said just now. The person in front of us is our goal!"

"Our goal?" Miss. looked at the man in front of him with complicated eyes with his fingers, "Are you Kong Ming, president of the Azeroth Chamber of Commerce?"

"If you want to change the package..."

The young man opposite was slightly raised and his face showed a sarcastic look.

"But you guys come to assassinate me, and you don't even know what I look like? Senior agents from the Baroque Work Club are so unreliable to do things!"

"I don't need to know what you look like," Mr.5, who was leaning against the tree next to him, said, "Anyway, I will blow your ship and you all into the sky!"

"How do you plan to blow it up?"

The man opposite gently pushed his glasses with his hand, and a faint light flashed across his frame, and then he snapped his fingers gently.

"Is it... so explosive!"

Bang!

With a loud bang, the tree Mr.5 leaning against suddenly exploded. Mr.5, who was caught off guard, was hit by the explosion. After sliding across a parabola in the air, he fell to Miss Valentine's Day!
Chapter completed!