Pirate: I am a logistics person, what the hell is the emperor

Chapter 352: Strike Freedom!

boom!
Quinn fell headfirst into the crowd, his eyes filled with disbelief as he stared at Franky again.

Sky blue short hair, thick and short eyelashes...

"It's really you, brat!!"

Dust-forgotten memories flooded into Quinn's mind, and he cried out in shock. Looking at Franky wearing only a thin pair of swimming trunks, he slapped his forehead in annoyance.

He should have recognized it earlier. There were simply too many people doing things on his own ship, and wearing underwear outside was considered conservative in the Beast Group.

"Qui...Lord Quinn."

"What's the situation now?"

"Is this guy related to Lord Quinn?"

The pirates around them could not help but make noises as they moved about.

"Ah, this guy"

Quinn supported himself on his elbows and stood up. He looked at Franky with a serious look in his eyes, his throat rolling:

"It's my son."

"Eh?"

"son--!!!"

After a moment of silence, the row of pirates behind Quinn were dumbfounded, their jaws hitting the ground in shock.

"You finally remembered, you old bastard who threw me into the trash."

"Son or something, I don't really want to admit that I have a bastard father like you."

Franky clenched his fists and grinned, but he didn't look angry at all.

"Nani!"

"Is this true, Lord Quinn?"

"They actually left their young son in a garbage truck to die."

Hearing this, the surrounding pirates cast surprised and somewhat contemptuous glances at Quinn.

While other people nearby were working hard, they had already started eating the melons.

"You know nothing, brat! I was under close scrutiny by the World Government because of my work with the MADS organization. How could I possibly bring you along under those circumstances, you idiot?"

Quinn pouted and shouted in dissatisfaction.

"It's so hard to say!"

Hearing this, the expressions of the pirates around changed, tears welled up in their eyes, and they imagined a touching drama of 'a father abandoning his son for love'.

"Woooa ...

"We have wronged you, Master Quinn!"

"You had to give up your love to protect your child. It must have been very difficult for you, Master Quinn!"

"You guys are so noisy!!" ×2
Quinn Franchi said in unison, rolling his eyes and yelling at the pirates.

"It's really fate. You must hate me now, but if I had to do it again, I would make the same choice."

Turning around, Quinn said calmly, pinching the cigar with two fingers and exhaling a long smoke ring.

Perhaps it was his natural personality, there wasn't much expression on his face, not even a hint of sadness.

Franky was the same, he just smiled softly.

"Don't be so self-righteous. I don't have such complicated feelings towards you. I should be grateful to you."

Thinking of Tom's back, Frankie smiled with relief:
"If you hadn't abandoned me there, I wouldn't have met Mr. Tom, the 'father' who is the most important person in my life."

Mr. Tom, Granny Kokoro, Ice Pagoda, Yokozuna.
Fortunately, his childhood was not lacking in family love.

"It seems you've met someone nice, Fram. Maybe calling you Franky would be more appropriate now. I'm glad I didn't see you crying."

Quinn also raised the corners of his mouth. Seeing Franky's appearance, the guilt in his heart felt a little more comforted.

Franky grinned and leaped towards Quinn with his iron fist raised.

"A man won't shed tears for such a small matter. I just want to beat you up right now, you bastard."

"A real man? I really should see him for myself!"

clang! !

Quinn swung his strong right arm, and his two fists collided, creating a strong gust of wind.

Hearing the sound of metal collision, Franky looked surprised.

"That's right, my right hand is also a modified robotic arm."

Quinn spoke in a proud tone, shook his head, and a mechanical claw quickly grabbed out from the end of the braid behind his head.

"Frankie Fireball!!" Frankie puffed out his cheeks and blew hard, a burst of flame erupting from his mouth.

"Hair Crisis!!"

Quinn's pupils widened in shock, and the flames engulfed his entire body.

clang!
The mechanical claw hit Franky and sent him flying, while Quinn rolled on the ground covered in flames.

"Ahhhh! It hurts so much, bastard! The fat is about to be burned off!"

"You wish! How can fat be burned off?"

A row of pirates couldn't help but yell and complain.

Soon, Quinn put out the fire and stood up from the ground, looking at Franky with interest. At the same time, his body, which was burnt black, began to swell.

The fair and tender skin gradually turned into rough and thick orange flesh, a thick tail stretched out from behind, and the neck continued to lengthen.

"Not bad, brat. It seems you have some skills."

Quinn had a proud look on his face, and soon transformed into a tall, standing Brachiosaurus. His mechanical right arm gave people a ferocious and oppressive feeling like the barrel of a Gatling gun.

"Dragon-Dragon Fruit·Ancient Species·Brachiosaurus Form! The overlord that ruled the world 100 million years ago, the power of dinosaurs combined with the power of technology."

"Compared to you being just a simple cyborg, I can be called a..."

Quinn looked serious and shouted loudly:

"Reform! A dragon!!"

What a random name!!
Everyone screamed in their hearts.

"It's too early for you to be transformed, little brat! Feel the power of dinosaurs and technology combined!"

"Wedding Fever Fist!!"

The claws on Quinn's mechanical right arm burst into flames, dragging the chain and detaching before launching out.

boom! !

The claw hit the ground and created a deep hole. Franky jumped back in shock. Before he landed, the chain swung and the mechanical claw attacked again.

clang!
Franky was knocked away by this huge force, turned twice in the air, and plowed several meters after landing.

He glanced down and saw that his steel arm was slightly deformed by the blow.

"It's an interesting idea to transform an animal-like body. The power is really exaggerated."

"It's a wonderful feeling to be praised by my son. Now that you know the difference in our abilities, what are you going to do next, Franky?"

Quinn held a large knife in his left hand, smiling and waiting for the other party's choice.

"Of course I'm going to do what I said and beat you up, and show you my super idea, the Undead Transformation Mecha."

Franky raised the corner of his mouth and looked up at the horizon.

"Oh?"

Quinn followed his gaze curiously and saw a meteor streaking across the night sky, falling towards them at a high speed.

boom! !

The ground shook, raising a huge cloud of dust. The huge movement attracted the attention of everyone nearby. In the smoke, the outline of a tall black figure was vaguely visible.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

“That…that’s…!”

Chopper Usopp opened his mouth in shock, stammering and unable to utter a complete sentence.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, revealing the true appearance of the figure inside.

The fuselage has a cold metallic luster, and the blue and white main colors are simple yet beautiful. Every part of the 15-meter-high mecha has clear edges and corners, and the sharp armor cutting lines show the fierce offensive style to the fullest.

steam--!
The mecha spewed out white gas, and the chest cavity opened to reveal the cabin. Franky turned over and jumped into the control seat.

"This is the coolest! The strongest mecha warrior!"

"Franky Strike Freedom!!"

Stupid!
The mecha activated, and its eyes flashed a cold red light.

“Jijijijiji…!!”

"It's a mecha!!"

Chopper and Usopp's faces flushed with excitement, their noses bled profusely, and their eyes flashed with golden light as if they were about to release laser beams in the next second.

"I'm going to die, Chopper!!"

Usopp was so excited that his eyes rolled back and he almost fainted.

(What kind of man can resist a Strike Freedom Gundam? I’ll write another chapter later.)
(End of this chapter)