237. Baroque Workers

The most important thing is that the sand crocodile Crocodile's pattern is much bigger than Doflamingo's. Although his temperament is equally extreme, ferocious, and even scum-like, the sand crocodile is not twisted, not like many. Like Flamenco, he is extremely twisted and wants to destroy everything.

Thinking of this, Reinhardt was quite speechless, so he sneered secretly. Since both of them are scumbags, why should they analyze their characters so clearly? How could he be better than Doflamingo.

"Little devil, what are you laughing at?" Crocodile glanced at him with a cigar in his mouth, as if he was a little dissatisfied with his unintentional sneer.

"I'm laughing at you, Crocodile's dignified Qiwuhai, but you have to personally take action to find a place for your failed subordinates." Reinhardt smiled slightly, "Is there no one in your hands?"

Maybe this guy doesn't have any manpower at all, and the subordinates of the information channels in the four seas are not useful at all on the great route.

In other words, Crocodile, who has been Qiwuhai for many years, is still in a lonely state. You must know that Doflamingo has just become Qiwuhai, and the various departments of his family have already been established.

But the Baroque Work Society currently has only one Bowness.

"You are right, my Baroque work club has not been established for a long time. As you said, there is a shortage of manpower, especially smart manpower." Crocodile replied, and then watched Reinhardt silent for a moment: " You are a talent, would you like to join the Baroque Work Club and work for me."

Facing the olive branch thrown by Crocodile at this time, Reinhardt was not surprised. He believed that he was definitely the kind of talent Crocodile desperately needed, whether in terms of strength or IQ/pattern, but he knew clearly in his heart. Knowing that Crocodile’s upper limit is limited, if the Four Emperors team strongly invites him to join, he may only consider it.

"Not long ago, Doflamingo tried to invite me to join the Don Quixote family, just like you, but I also rejected it." Having said this, Reinhardt smiled and continued: "If you want to join someone else's team, I joined it long ago when I was the weakest, and naturally I won't wait until this time."

"You mean to refuse." Crocodile also seemed to have expected this answer, and was not angry.

Reinhardt shook his head: "It's not a rejection, it's just that I prefer to negotiate with you as an equal partner, rather than a superior-subordinate relationship."

What a joke, but Doflamingo's invitation, and even the invitation of the revolutionary army's supreme leader, Drago, he refused. That is the post of the chief of staff of the revolutionary army, and someone else will definitely be tempted.

"In this sea, it's been a long time since I refused my invitation like you." Crocodile took a deep breath of the cigar and exhaled a puff of smoke. Seeing Reinhardt's expression, it seemed that this matter had nothing to do with it. Maybe, so he said slowly: "If that's the case, let's talk about your weapons business."

"My arms business is all over the North Sea. Before, I was only cultivating the arms trading market in the dark world of the North Sea. After meeting you, I have new ideas."

"After all, you are a powerful Qiwuhai. Working with you can help me successfully enter the arms trade into the great route, and I can provide you with all the muskets, artillery, swords, weapons and soldier armor that you will need in the future, and satisfy you at the same time. Multi-faceted needs, wherever there is a war, I am providing you with the basis for weapons, and I can also provide logistics services for the soldiers."

Reinhardt said slowly, and then Crocodile cheered up, thinking for a moment in his heart, if his plan was to be fully unfolded, a large number of weapons were necessary.

Of course, as Qiwuhai, he also has the arms channel of the Great Route, but what he will do in the future must be kept strictly confidential, especially not to be known to the Navy or even the World Government. The underground world of the Great Route cannot be monitored by the CP department.

Therefore, Reinhardt, who is relatively weak in front of him, may be a good collaborator.

The most important thing is that this guy is not strong and easy to control.

Crocodile nodded, agreeing with the suggestion he put forward, and after solving this problem, he can completely follow the plan envisioned in his heart and go to the top of the country's regime.

"Let's talk about the specifics."

The two talked for a long time, and in the end, without giving in to each other, the result was barely acceptable to both parties.

Crocodile will temporarily set up a branch of the Baroque working club in the town of Whiskey Peak, which is specially used for secretly trading arms and weapons, while Reinhardt will transport a large amount of arms and weapons from the North Sea to this town for secret trading.

Reinhardt doesn't care about the profit of this transaction. After all, money is not very attractive to him. What he cares about is the opportunity to cooperate with Crocodile, who is a Shichibukai, because he also wants to take this opportunity to understand ancient weapons. Pluto, what is it, it would be great if he could take over the fruits of his management after Crocodile's failure.

The conversation between the two parties ended, and each left the phone number of the phone bug, and then Reinhardt left the tavern.

Crocodile watched Reinhardt leave, but Bowness next to him asked in confusion: "Boss, really don't kill this kid? The hero White in this kid's hands is a huge benefit."

"Kill? We still have more important things to do, and we can't distinguish between primary and secondary." Crocodile shook his head, "The heroic white can only make us richer. There are many things in this sea. Pele can't buy it, especially strength."

Crocodile's mind is very clear, even if he gets the authority of the hero white, it is just a few more money to sell wine. It does not have any effect on his plan, but it will waste a lot of time, energy and manpower.

He himself is short of manpower, let alone spend energy on it at this time.

From this point of view alone, Crocodile is better than Doflamingo, although he failed earlier.

"This kid is very unusual. Even the arrogant turkey can persuade him to cooperate with him. He has great means." Crocodile continued, "In short, let's wait and see."

Bowness nodded. "What should we do now?"

"Take this town first, and let the Baroque work community have a foothold. Our goal is Alabasta."

Crockdale took a sip of wine, then waved his hand, and a stack of banknotes appeared on the broken bar counter of the middle-aged boss: "Take these Baileys to repair the pub."

The middle-aged boss shivered in shock: "No... No need."

"Hold it." Crocodile's voice was cold: "Rebuild the tavern, and in the future this will be the tavern covered by the Baroque Work Club."

After speaking, Crocodile and Bowness strode away.

The middle-aged boss muttered to himself about the Baroque work club... Crocodile... Shichibukai.