One Piece Black Emperor

Casillas asked almost without interruption:

"What about the conditions?"

Becoming a noble was of course a good thing, and he also believed that Karimula had the ability to make him a noble. After all, the nobles gave the pirate captain who set fire to the Uncertain Terminal a condition to become a noble, although he naturally broke his promise in the end.

However, the benefits do not come for free.

What do you want from this guy Karimula?

"The design of the Desert Eagle, and how to make the bullets."

Hearing this answer, Casillas couldn't help but sneered:

"Haha, you know this is impossible. Let's not talk about whether I have the design drawings of the Desert Eagle." Casillas waved the hand holding the cigarette to Karimula: "Even if I do , a small noble, is it a good deal? So this is impossible. "

Karimula's face was slightly ugly.

If we look at it in terms of monetary benefits, the gains of a nobleman are naturally not as good as those of the Desert Eagle, which can make huge profits. But in Karimula's view, this guy wouldn't refuse this kind of deal, because his status as a nobleman has benefits other than monetary benefits.

"Are you sure?"

Casillas took a sip of the orange juice Apari handed him and said nothing, acquiescing.

This made Karimula feel an uncontrollable anger in her heart.

What is nobility?

That is the most noble class in the kingdom of Goa. A noble noble invites an untouchable to become a noble, but he is rejected. This will be a big joke if word spreads!

He felt that part of his majesty had been destroyed again

But what can he do?

Karimula forced herself to calm down.

But what Casillas said next made him furious:

"Ah! Although being a noble is not enough to exchange for what you want, I can give you a promise in exchange for becoming a noble. For example, I will not find anyone else to cooperate with me in the Kingdom of Goa. How about it?"

"You are threatening me"

There was a light in Karimula's eyes that wanted to choose someone to devour, and he stared at the smile on Casillas' face.

"Honorable Lord Karimula, how can you say it is a threat?" Casillas held the orange juice in his hand and imitated the other party's movement of shaking the red wine and slowly shook it: "You have to know that such a huge benefit, I believe Not only you are very fond of the Kingdom of Goa, but other great nobles are also very interested. If I ask them to become a noble as a condition of cooperation with them, Lord Karimula, do you think I will Was it successful?"

This threat is even more obvious.

Casillas is not afraid that this guy will fall out, not only out of interests, but also because this guy can't do anything to him.

It is true that he could immediately turn against him and summon the city guards here to capture him.

But before that, Casillas can definitely threaten the opponent's life. As for taking action halfway after Casillas left, he was not worried at all. Yes, dozens or hundreds of city guards can pose a threat to Casillas, but it is impossible to kill him without fail. If not, Karimula needs to consider the gains and losses.

It's nice to be a noble, and Casillas really wants to be one.

He can also cooperate with other big nobles. As he said before, it will be easy to succeed without taking risks here to threaten this big noble. But one important thing is that it takes time and is a bit troublesome.

Casillas dislikes trouble.

It would be much faster to finalize the matter directly here.

Casillas didn't care much about the risk he took.

Karimula has no more than two choices: fall out on the spot, or agree to Casillas' request.

To add to the pressure, Casillas pulled a new Desert Eagle out of his pocket.

Yes, he had handed over the weapon during the search, and no other weapons were found on him, but at this moment, he took out another Desert Eagle.

Karimula didn't know that he had such a bullying plug-in in the system space. At this moment, what he was thinking about was that the untouchable in charge of the body search was dead!

Such a big gun can actually miss

In addition to the city guards, there are naturally many private armed forces of his own in Karimula's mansion.

But he didn't dare to make any move.

Even Casillas pulled out the magazine, looked at the bullets inside and said to him:

"Look, seven bullets, I believe it is impossible for human flesh and blood to stop it, unless it is Jack Scissorhands, but is he here now?"

Karimula had no choice but to suppress the flames raging in her heart.

"Mr. Casillas, you really gave me a lot of surprises."

Upon hearing this, Casillas understood and agreed.

"So how long will it take?"

"One month later!"

"Deal! In return, I will not look for anyone else to cooperate within the Kingdom of Goa."

Casillas smiled broadly.

"Then, farewell"

"No delivery!"

When the door behind him closed, Casillas heard the sound of glass breaking. It was obviously not hitting the ground, but hitting someone.

In the room, red wine mixed with blood slowly dripped down from Apali's forehead.

Karimula could no longer maintain the elegance and majesty of a nobleman. After smashing the red wine glass on Apali's forehead, he took out a modified Desert Eagle from the drawer.

This was the one Casillas gave to Ronald in the beginning.

The originally silver and black gun body was now plated with a layer of gold, and there were some exquisite patterns carved without affecting the performance of the gun body. It was obvious that the craftsman who did this was definitely a skilled craftsman.

Apali's heart felt cold.

He couldn't feel the stinging pain on his forehead, nor could he feel the sticky discomfort of the red wine soaked clothes on his body, because the golden desert eagle in Karimula's hand seemed to have produced a thug named fear, clenching it tightly. Lived his heart.

Apari has always been a very competent housekeeper and subordinate. He was the person whom Karimula trusted the most, even Karimula's sons did not have this kind of trust. But he also understands that this is because he has always been able to do things effectively.

Since Casillas emerged, he seems less effective.

Apali had seen many people executed by Karimula, some were quick and quick, while others were tortured slowly, depending on Karimula's mood.

Sometimes he is also the executor.

In extreme panic, he felt that Karimula's eyes were full of murderous intent when he looked at him, and it seemed that the golden desert eagle would spray a bullet at any time and tear his body apart.

Just like many people who mess up things