Chapter 169 The Deep Sea Adventures of Mr. Bao and Mr. Pai! ! !

Ten thousand meters deep sea, volcanic area.

"Patrick, Patrick, wake up!"

The yellow square SpongeBob raised his hand and slapped his best friend's face.

"What's wrong? SpongeBob, is it daybreak?"

Patrick rubbed his eyes in a daze.

"No, no, Patrick, Bikini Bottom Beach is gone!"

SpongeBob collapsed and held his head with both hands.

"Where is it? Such a big Bikini Bottom Beach suddenly disappeared? Where are we? Where is the Krusty Krab? I still have to go to work!"

The chosen worker SpongeBob looked around.

"Wow, it's true, it's gone… Come on, SpongeBob, let's go catch jellyfish together!"

Patrick, who was still cooperating with SpongeBob's collapse the previous second, took out a net bag from his butt the next second and pointed to the glowing jellyfish not far away.

"Ha ha ha ha, great!"

SpongeBob also got into the role in a second.

The two carefree clowns immediately forgot their worries and began to chase jellyfish and play in the deep sea without worries.

Two hours later, the idiots who were tired of catching jellyfish found a place to rest.

"Patrick, Patrick, look over there!"

SpongeBob seemed to have discovered a new world and pointed excitedly at the big ship not far away.

"A ship? What's wrong?"

Patrick asked puzzledly.

"That's the Flying Dutchman, the ship of the flying devil. Maybe we can ask the flying devil to take us back to Bikini Bottom!"

SpongeBob jumped up excitedly and did it.

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At this moment.

The dark seabed volcano of 593.

A faint light flickered.

That was the light emitted by the giant lantern fish.

Behind the giant lantern fish was a tattered ship.

That was the Flying Dutchman, which once left a great reputation in the sea.

There was also a huge bald sea monster on the side of the ship.

The Flying Dutchman, the pirate ship of the legendary pirate Van der Decken.

There were many legends left in various seas.

Even after death, it became a legend of a ghost ship, wandering in the deep sea.

And the Flying Dutchman at this time was naturally not a ghost ship.

Its current owner was the descendant of the great pirate, Van der Decken IX!!!

At a certain moment.

"Ah-ta"

The bald sea monster Watatsumi, who followed the light, stumbled.

He tripped over a rock on the seafloor and immediately vented his anger at the Lantern Sea Monster.

"Watatsumi"

A deep bass voice came from the tattered deck of the Flying Dutchman.

"No reply yet? White Star's reply?"

Vanda Decken IX asked in a deep voice.

"Well, not yetYes, Captain Deacon!"

The bald sea monster answered stupidly.

"It's been eight years, and Shirahoshi hasn't come to find me. It must be because of that abominable Neptune, who locked Shirahoshi in that hard-shell tower and prevented us two from meeting each other. Then, in a year or two, he will use Shirahoshi as a political sacrifice and marry her to those human nobles!"

"Unforgivable, absolutely unforgivable. Shirahoshi can only belong to me. Only I can be worthy of such a noble girl. So if we can't be together anyway, then you'd better die, Shirahoshi! Hahahaha, today is still the customary rose axe, and I will convey my love to Shirahoshi."

Vanda Deacon laughed wildly, holding a double-sided axe with a rose pattern in both hands, and was about to throw it.

Just then.

"Hey, hello! "

A raccoon's greeting came from the edge of the broken deck.

The sudden voice startled Vanda Decken IX and he staggered.

Looked closely.

When he saw that it was a yellow square sponge and a pink starfish that suddenly appeared and spoke to him, Vanda Decken IX's face was even more shocked, and he thought he was dazzled.

"Hello, is the flying devil home?"

SpongeBob asked politely.

"What are you?"

Vanda Decken IX finally confirmed that the two strange creatures in front of him were not illusions.

"I am SpongeBob, he is Patrick, we are here to find the flying devil, and want him to take us back to Bikini Bottom Beach! "

SpongeBob said.

SpongeBob?

Patrick?

Flying Devil?

Bikki Bottom Beach?

What a mess.

"I don't know what Flying Devil is, nor do I know what Bikini Bottom Beach is. If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

Vanda Decken IX scolded coldly.

"Hehehehe"

SpongeBob stepped forward and poked Vanda Decken IX's bubble cover.

"Don't pretend, I know everything. This is the Flying Dutchman, right? Where there is the Flying Dutchman, there is the Flying (dabf) Devil!"

"Wow, SpongeBob, look, this bubble is so fun! "

Patrick was not satisfied with just poking, and he directly started to grab the bubble film outside of Vanda Decken IX.

"Stop, you two idiots, stop it now!"

Vanda Decken IX was immediately shocked.

He is the user of the Parahuman Target Target Fruit.

The moment he ate the fruit, he was rejected by the sea and could no longer live in the water.

So he would add a layer of bubble air cover to himself when he went out on weekdays.

Once the bubble air cover was broken, he would not die, but he would be unable to move.

"Stop…Stop…"

Pop!

The bubble mask shattered.

Vanda Decken IX, dead?!

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The third night after landing on Fishman Island.

The highest standard hotel in Fishman Island, VIP presidential suite.

A big battle is gradually coming to an end.

Robin, who only had a pair of high heels on his body, lay weakly on Rowling, sweating profusely.

Rowling, who still had some strength left, picked up Robin and walked towards the bathroom.

"Go accompany Kalifa tomorrow!"

Robin put his arm around Rowling's neck and said softly.

"Huh? Why?"

Rowling was puzzled.

"Since the Shampoo incident, Kalifa has been in a bad mood. She didn't say anything, but just buried it in her heart. I'm a little worried! "

Robin frowned slightly.

Anyway, Kalifa was led into the trap by her.

Now that they have become partners, Robin, as the steward of the ship, is of course obliged to be responsible for the mental state of the crew.

"Well, okay! But now…"

Rolin smiled slightly.

The second battle begins.

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The next day, early morning.

"Hey? Boss, you…you said you would…you want to play with me alone today?"

Listening to Rowling's words, Kalifa was stunned in place.

"Well! Is it not possible?"

Rolin asked back.

"No, no, of course not, I don't mean that, it's just…"

Kalifa was immediately flattered and excited and speechless.

"Then let's go! "

Rolin took the lead and took Kalifa out for fun.

He had been busy fishing for the past three days and hadn't had a good time yet. This was a good opportunity…

From morning to evening, and then to night.

Rolin and Kalifa walked around half of Fishman Island together.

Rolin was so generous that he booked a whole store of various styles of stockings for Kalifa in the Fishman Mall.

It was eight o'clock in the evening.

"It's getting late, let's go back!"

Rolin said.

"Hmm"

Kalifa lowered her head and pursed her lips.

The next second.

She mustered up the courage to grab the corner of Rolin's clothes.

"What's wrong? "

Rolin was puzzled.

"Boss, you said you are mine for the whole day today. Now it's still a few hours before midnight, and I have a place to go!"

Kalifa seemed to have made up her mind.

"Then let's go!"

Rolin agreed.

Kalifa's eyes lit up, and without saying anything, she took Rolin to the nearest… hotel.

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