days in the world of pirates

The first half of the Grand Line, Forchart Island.

Due to the unique magnetic field of the island, two-thirds of the year is dry and lacks rainfall. It is difficult for various food crops to survive on the island. Most of the land is covered with shrubs of various heights, which are adapted to the arid zone.

Grass and mosses.

Of course, the most common plants growing here are cacti.

This is the source of most of the income of the island residents. The fruits of the cactus are sweet, tender and juicy, and are generally eaten fresh.

Local residents pay more attention to the economic value. They deeply process the fruits and add honey, fresh milk, etc. to make fresh and sweet juice. Some of them are also brewed into wine through special procedures for sale.

Moreover, the plump flesh of the cactus is rich in a variety of trace elements and a large amount of water, and is the main feed for the island's livestock industry.

Therefore, this place that was not supposed to be suitable for human habitation unexpectedly made the residents here very prosperous.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Coupled with the sales of beverages, meat, alcohol, etc., although this island is located on a non-main waterway in the first half of the Grand Route, the transaction volume at the port cannot be underestimated.

A corner of the island, Dicotyledon Village.

The previously peaceful village was now enveloped by an inexplicable atmosphere of panic.

Because Fisher Tiger, the fish-man hero who liberated thousands of slaves in Mariejoia, and his Sun Pirates suddenly visited the relatively wealthy small village.

Brought back a small villager who had been missing for several years - Kerra.

However, as a group of ordinary residents, they faced the Sun Pirates led by Fisher Tiger, who was wanted around the world and had a bounty of 230 million beli.

It is impossible for them to be as calm as they are to the businessmen who usually come to the village, and they may even bring some philistines with them.

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Because this group of people can easily destroy an entire village, and even more because they are a group of fishmen.

You must know that the reputation of fishmen is not that good in everyone's perception. They are synonymous with arrogance, cruelty, strength, and rudeness.

In the village chief's house, the door to the innermost room is closed.

The room was filled with smoke, and the three people sitting around the small table were the most famous people in the village.

The village chief, Joseph, was a gray old man. He gently knocked on the pipe in his hand, and sporadic sparks jumped out of the pipe. He said in a low and hoarse voice: "My opinion is still to report to the navy. It is said that they are still going to

If you stay here for a while, no one knows whether they will continue to behave as well as they do now. You must know that these are thugs with a bounty of more than 200 million beli."

"I agree. Putting your life in the hands of such a group of people and living by their kindness is obviously irresponsible to all the villagers." The speaker was the fat man Rand King, who was the richest businessman in the village and the whole village.

At least half of the people work under him.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Both of them looked at the last middle-aged man who was silent. He was a policeman stationed by the government in the village. He was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties. He had a resolute face and a strong body.

As a well-known commercial island on the waterway, Forchart Island pays a lot of taxes every year. Being rich will naturally attract the greedy eyes of various hyenas at sea, so it is reasonable to maintain a close relationship with the navy.

It should be.

As the only policeman in Twin Leaf Village, Foglis is the link that maintains the navy, and his decision plays a vital role.

"It's not that simple. You have to know that this is a fish-man hero, a man who made trouble with Mariejoia by himself and got away unharmed." Fuglisi finally spoke, his voice was rich and magnetic, "And, his pirate group

They are not just some little minions, an ordinary fishman has ten times the strength of an adult human, and the officers on his ship are also very powerful characters."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

As a retired Navy man, Fuglisi's knowledge in this area is far inferior to that of even the well-informed businessman Rand King.

"Then what should we do? We can't let them be unscrupulous here." The old village chief was a little hesitant.

When this group of pirates visited today, his grandson was almost killed by the saw-nosed villain because he said that these fish-men were ugly and scary.

If the fat blue fishman deputy captain hadn't stopped him, his little grandson might have died long ago.

This was the reason why he was anxious to discuss it with the two most powerful people in the village.

Of course, there is no intention to protect the villagers. After all, it is impossible to survive alone when the nest is overturned.

Rand King puffed his belly, took a deep puff of his cigar, and exhaled the smoke: "Fuglis, please tell me if you have any way. If you need me, I will never refuse."&1t;i>&1t

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Compared with the anxious village elder, there is no doubt that this fat man who has done a lot of business can see people and things closer to the essence.

What's more, if he loses the base of the village, his loss will be the biggest loss in the entire village, no one.

If most of his property hadn't been in the village, he would have been ready to run away.

I secretly decided in my heart that after this incident is over, some of my property should be transferred.

Fuglisi didn't go around too much. After all, he was also a member of the Twin Leaf Village - his wife and daughter were famously beautiful in the village. Who knew what accidents might happen.

He took out from under Old Joseph's table a stack of newspapers that the old man usually subscribed to, and flipped through them quickly. Then he stopped at a certain place and pulled out a slightly wrinkled one.

Snap...

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Spread it out and slap it on the table.

His voice dropped, and he said in a low but firm tone: "My solution is to report this matter directly to the Navy Headquarters. I believe that the criminals wanted in this world will attract those powerful monsters, so that we can catch all these fishmen in one go."

The old village chief and Fatty Jin looked at the newspapers on the table at the same time.

In the dim room, through the swirling smoke, you can see on the newspaper under the palm of your hand, a picture of a colonel smiling like a fool who won the 2.5 million jackpot...

The butterfly flapped its wings, eventually causing the storm brewing on the other side to deviate from its original trajectory.

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Marine Headquarters Marine Fando, Mawson's head is a little big at this time.

Since the end of the vacation for more than half a month, he has been living in dire straits.

There is no other way. Anyone who encounters such an unreliable bastard commander who only wants to break his own donut record or find a certain general to eat senbei will be unable to complain.

As an adjutant to such a commander, one can imagine the workload.

However, after all, Mawson is not a vegetarian. As the new number one assassin of the Navy Headquarters, his "hands-off shopkeeper" skills have been perfected recently.

The first level of officialdom crushes people to death, Mr. Lu Xun sincerely does not deceive me.

While thinking about this famous quote, Mohsen threw a piece of information on his hand to the desk next to him.

"Major Bogart, please handle this document."

The documents fell on the desk on the other side like an antelope hanging its horns without a trace of fireworks. Mawson couldn't help but applaud his technique.

Bogart: I really want to chop this stinky guy to death with a knife. What should I do?

Brubru, Brubru...

The phone on Mohsen's desk suddenly rang. It was a certain general with an afro.

"Mo Sen, come to my office right away."