The craftsmanship of the curly-haired islander is very ordinary.

The polished wooden statue can only be said to be a person, as for identifying who is who, it is a bit difficult.

But in the slightly narrow room, there are many such wooden statues, including a tall wooden statue with a crescent beard, and a human-shaped wooden sculpture with particularly long hands...

Their positions have been specially adjusted, and their faces are facing the only guest table.

In addition, there is a dim oil lamp in the room.

It is really a bit weird to see it suddenly.

"Hehehe..."

As if to set off this atmosphere, Buggy also laughed a few times.

His head was held in Hawkins's hand.

Pirates are still interesting.

For example, if you put a knife in someone's hand and then put your neck close to him, the pirate will still chop it off neatly.

"What do you want to do?"

Hawkins took the knife without any blood on it and returned to his calm appearance.

He is not a bounty hunter. If he takes this head to the navy, they will just take his head as well and claim that they have killed two pirates in one fell swoop.

"Why... why are you so serious?"

The head in his hand was smiling.

Buggy did not seem to be annoyed by his behavior, but continued in a very gentle tone.

"We are just playing a... a very interesting game."

"You should know why this boring world is boring?"

Hawkins said expressionlessly: "Why?"

"Because... hey hahahaha..." Buggy seemed to be unable to control himself and kept grinning for a long time, "Of course it's because you, or the pirates..."

"It's too conservative!"

Conservative?

The lawless pirates are conservative?

Hawkins frowned, feeling that it was a little unreasonable, but the expression of the crazy man in front of him told him that the other party really thought so.

"Well, put it this way."

Buggy restrained his smile a little.

"What do you think the great treasure Roger left behind has? You all thought about it when you went out to sea, right?"

Hawkins' face became serious, and he suddenly remembered that the man in front of him was once a member of the Pirate King's ship...

"Everything."

He pondered for a while and said, "Treasure, power, strength, everything is there."

Whether the great treasure is the most fundamental motivation or not, every pirate will think about this question more or less when they go out to sea.

"Well, everything, a good answer."

Baki's body reached out and took back his head.

"Treasure, power, and strength...such as devil fruits."

"Have you ever thought that there is a place in this world that also has everything."

He pointed to the sky.

"There is a place in the world that has everything you want. Why, why do you want to pursue an unrealistic goal?"

"Because you are afraid?"

"But you claim to have the courage to face the turbulent sea, why don't you have the courage to face the Celestial Dragons?"

"They have everything you pirates want!"

Baki pressed his head back on his neck and showed a mocking smile.

Hawkins's face froze.

Of course he knew where Buggy was referring to.

The Holy Land of Marijoa.

Of course there is everything people want there.

But how is it possible?

It is occupied by the Celestial Dragons and the World Government. How can it be compared with the ownerless treasure left by the Pirate King? !

Hawkins wanted to refute, and instinctively took out the card to divine first.

The treasure owned by the Celestial Dragons and the treasure of the Pirate King...

Which one is more difficult?

One is a huge system that can be seen, like a Ganoderma lucidum that has grown secretly for 800 years. Even if you can't own all of it, you can get rich in the blink of an eye by scraping off a little.

The other is a legend spread on the sea, confirmed by two men in person, but countless people have come and gone for more than ten years, but have not seen any traces.

Even the four emperors who dominate the New World have lost the desire to pursue.

Hawkins suddenly didn't want to reveal the card in his hand. He didn't want to know the result.

The smile on Buggy's face was restrained again.

How could the chaos he expected to see be just the tearing of the navy? Wouldn't it be boring without the participation of pirates?

"So..."

He tapped the table with his fingers, making a thumping sound.

"Of course we still have to pursue the treasure of One Piece, ah hahaha."

"Do you think I'm advising you to target the Celestial Dragons, or do you really think I can blow up half of the Holy Land?"

"No way hahaha!"

"How is this possible!"

Baki laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist and slapped his thighs.

He was like a clown who had successfully played his own trick.

He laughed wantonly and fearfully.

Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Hawkins' face suddenly darkened.

He felt more like a clown when he was laughed at.

The frequent hints of fate made him too credulous to believe the words of this clown, especially the guess he made.

How is it possible?

He is just a clown.

What the Four Emperors couldn't do, how could a clown do it?

He was just scaring himself.

Compared to the guess he made, the result that everything was a joke was more acceptable to Hawkins.

Sneaking into the new world from Mariejoia is indeed a better way to avoid being pursued by the navy and the world government.

I just completely ignored this point.

He felt a lot relieved.

"Hahahaha, don't worry...hahaha." Bucky was still bent over, looking like he couldn't help laughing.

Putting his hand on Hawkins' shoulder, "Believe me, if I had the ability to blow up the Holy Land, wouldn't it be possible to turn you all into my clown gang, hahaha."

"Isn't that a good joke?"

"Hahahaha, maybe when you return to the pirate ship, you will actually see a dozen small sampans surrounding your ship!"

Hawkins' face was really dark at the moment.

I was actually teased to this extent by a clown...

If the divination hadn't told him that he couldn't kill this clown, he would have wanted to see him die.

I'm not even in the mood for divination at the moment.

Just stood up solemnly.

Turn around and leave.

When the curly-haired islanders saw this, they quickly shouted, "Congratulations, Sir Pirate!"

Hawkins only regarded the divination that symbolized submission as a stain on his divination career, and left the room filled with statues without looking back.

Not far from the port.

His second-in-command, the curly-haired crewman, hurriedly found Hawkins with an almost panic expression on his face.

"No, Captain!"

"Navy warships and World Government ships appeared in all directions in the outer sea. They surrounded the entire island!"

Hawkins' pupils shrank and his face froze again.

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