One Piece: My Shadow Can Hang Up

As his vision became clearer and clearer, there were waves of inexplicable smells coming from his nose, and the coast where almost no one had landed, Moria felt as if he was in the wrong place.

After landing, the area near the seaside was not too bad, but the further we walked inside, the more uncomfortable the sight became.

There are piles of garbage of all kinds everywhere. The garbage is as high as a mountain and exudes a stench.

The smell is hard to describe. It smells like something rotting, fermenting garbage, and even pungent chemical gases.

Moria held her nose and walked. After walking for a long time, she finally reached a thoroughfare. Although there was garbage on the road, it was much cleaner than other places.

On the dirt road, there are traces of potholes and bumps that were passed over by vehicle wheels. This should be the only way for garbage trucks to transport garbage.

This place should be the scrap terminal.

In the scrap terminal, you can vaguely see people rummaging around for something. These are the guys digging in the garbage.

In the eyes of the people in the city, these people are not treated as human beings.

When Moria was observing the group of people picking up garbage, they also discovered the outsider belatedly.

After just being stunned for a moment, I saw that their expressions became strange.

Moria was less than a hundred meters away, and his ears moved involuntarily.

He tilted his head slightly and glanced back with the corner of his eye. Sure enough, behind the piles of rags, there were figures one after another.

"Brother, I see that he is so strong and as tall as the two of us, so I think we should forget it."

Behind the garbage pile, a thin-looking man spoke.

In front of him was a young man who looked stronger than him. At this moment, his eyes were staring at Moriah, and he revealed a touch of greed:

"What's the use of being strong? It all depends on the strength of the gang. How many of us are there and how many of them are there? And we have knives!"

As he spoke, he tightened his grip on the aristocratic sword that had no scabbard and was somewhat chipped.

Yes, he picked up this knife too.

"That's right." The thin man nodded.

The middle-aged man continued: "We are not going to kill people, we are just robbing money. As long as he is willing to hand over the money obediently, we will not embarrass him. If you don't go, forget it. When the time comes to go to the bar to get drunk, Not your share!"

"I'm going, can't you go? I promise to take the lead later." When the thin man heard this, he immediately became anxious and said hurriedly.

Going to the pub to have a nice drink can instantly eliminate the fatigue and dissatisfaction of the day. This is one of the few happy times for this group of people.

After walking for a while, Moria suddenly stopped because he had noticed that there was someone hiding in front of him, and he was surrounded.

"Come out, we've been following you all this way. There will be a guard at the city gate once we get back. If you don't come out, it will be too late."

Moria's voice was not very loud, but it had a penetrating power and reached everyone's ears instantly.

"Hehehe, he is still a considerate master." After Moria scolded, the group of people knew that they had been discovered, and no longer hid, and walked out of the garbage pile where they were hiding.

There were three or four people in the front, and the same thing in the back. There were only seven or eight people in total. Most of them were holding sticks, and only the leader had a knife in his hand.

There is no ferocious look on the faces of these people, but rather a look of vicissitudes oppressed by life. Although they appear to be young adults, they all look like wizened old men.

"Now that you've discovered it, let's make it clear." The leading man said with a flattering smile, "We just want to ask you to borrow some money and buy some wine for the brothers."

Then, the conversation changed again: "If you don't give it, you will have to suffer a lot."

I thought Moria would run away, but he said unhurriedly: "How much does it cost?"

"The boss is wise!" The leader couldn't help but praise, and then frowned and thought about how much would be appropriate.

"Boss, you should tell me!" Seeing that their boss didn't reply for a long time, the people behind him urged him impatiently.

"Am I deaf? I don't even care about you guys, you are so anxious, you have never seen the world."

"Yes, yes, you are right."

After thinking for a moment, the leader finally raised two fingers and asked tentatively: "Two...two hundred thousand berries?"

If ordinary people were brought in, it would indeed be a lot, but who is Moria? It doesn't hurt or itch, and these people are so poor. It may be common for them to go hungry for three days and nine meals, so Moria treats it as charity. .

Moriah took out his wallet from his arms. There was a thick pile of money. He might not have millions, but he still had millions.

Taking out a small pile from it, Moriah was about to speak...

"Wait a minute, I've changed my mind now. I want one million!" Seeing the thick pile of banknotes in Moria's hand, a trace of greed flashed in the leader's eyes.

"Brother, is this appropriate?" someone suddenly said.

Others also agreed. Although some people didn't say it, they also had this idea.

They just want some small money to buy some drinks. If the amount is too large, it will cause unnecessary trouble, and the other party may not give it as happily, and may cause resistance.

"Shut up! If you don't want the money, you can just quit. I won't stop you!" The leader's face suddenly changed, becoming fierce.

Although he said he would share the money, he had already made up his mind.

As soon as he got the money, he would immediately take a boat to leave here, and then find a quiet village to marry and have children, and live the rest of his life in peace. He was really tired of picking up garbage here and going hungry.

And as he got older, he wanted to have a child more and more, but if he picked up garbage here, he couldn't find a woman, and even if he had a child, he would only end up digging for food in the garbage.

"One million? It's nothing in my eyes." Moriah was calm as usual, looked around, and then said: "One million may take a while to count, and it won't affect others to see it here. Why don't we go inside? You can help me count together."

Moriah pointed to the garbage mountain.

"Okay, okay!"

When the group heard this, they were overjoyed and hurriedly followed Moriah in.

"Ouch!"

"Stop it! I won't dare to do it again!"

It was just a moment.

In an open space behind the garbage mountain, there were screams one after another.

Moria breathed a sigh of relief and clenched his fists. Seven or eight people around him were lying on the ground in a mess.

He raised his foot and was about to leave when a hand suddenly stretched out to grab his ankle, but he dodged it easily: "I was wrong, even if I give you 200,000!"

Moria snorted coldly, and kicked him out directly. There was no chance to bargain now.

For this group of people, Moria still held back. From the way this business robbed, it can be seen that their nature is not bad, but they were forced by life and had no choice.

So Moria did not use heavy hands, because in this dirty and messy waste terminal, if the injury is a little serious, you may lose the right to live. Not only are viruses and bacteria breeding here, but there is no food, and no one takes care of you.

However, the leader was an exception, and his injuries were more serious than the others.

"Looks like I need to change into new clothes."

Moria patted his clothes, which were covered with some dust and looked dirty. It was rubbed on them when he was cleaning up a few people just now. This was also because he was reserved, otherwise he probably couldn't touch the main body, and they would be in trouble.

Here, as soon as Moria left, the group of guys pretending to be dead got up, groaning continuously.

"Brother, are you okay?" One of them found the middle-aged man lying motionless on the ground, and walked over with his body full of pain.

"Brother, he fainted!"

After calling for a long time, there was no response, and everyone realized that he had fainted.

For a while, everyone sighed, and they also had a lot of complaints about the middle-aged man. Things were originally developing in a good direction, but this happened.

"Squeak! Squeak!"

"Trample! Trample! Trample..."

At this time

Not far away, the sound of horse hooves came from far away, accompanied by the creaking sound of wheels.

It was a carriage.

Just by listening to the direction, it can be concluded that the other party is not a garbage truck. The garbage truck came from the direction of the city gate, while the other party was in the opposite direction.

That direction leads to Mount Korpo, connected to the windmill village that also belongs to the Kingdom of Goa.

The people who were beaten looked in the direction of the sound, and gradually the carriage also appeared.

A figure was leading a horse and moving slowly towards the city gate.

The driver was a girl in her twenties, with short dark green hair and a headscarf. She was a very beautiful woman.

When the other party approached, people came forward and greeted: "Hey, isn't this Miss Makino? What are you going to do in the city today?"

"It's you. The store doesn't have enough wine and drinks. I'm going to the city to buy some and sell some crops in the village by the way."

Makino smiled at the group of people, and his tone was also very gentle.

The men saw this healing smile, coupled with the pleasant voice, and their souls seemed to be cleansed.

"The wine should be heavy, right? Don't you need our help?" Everyone was busy offering their courtesy.

After they exchanged money, they went to the tavern run by Makino to drink. Only the very gentle latter would let them, a group of homeless refugees, in their minds, the other party was like an angel.

"No, no, I can do it myself." Makino waved his hand quickly, and seeing that the other party seemed to have some injuries on his body, he couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's just a joke." Everyone hurriedly explained. If the other party knew that they were the result of a failed robbery, they probably wouldn't be able to find a place to drink in the future.

"Then Miss Makino, you go first, we have something to leave first." After saying that, everyone left in a hurry, but they said they left but they just hid behind the garbage mountain to observe the other party.

They were also afraid that they would be exposed if they said too much.

Makino was confused, leading the horse, and slowly approached the direction of the Shencheng Gate.

Behind the garbage mountain.

"Hey, Miss Makino is getting more and more beautiful. If she could be my wife, I would wake up laughing in my dreams."

Looking at Makino's slender figure, one person couldn't help but sigh:

"And in the future, I can drink as much as I want, and I don't have to pick up garbage here..."

"Wake up!" Before he finished speaking, another person interrupted him and said, "Look at you, if you want to be my wife, you should be my wife. If she is my wife, I will be happy to give her my bones to stew soup even if my penis is broken."

As they were talking about it, more people joined the discussion.

"Don't dream, you have to get past Dadan first."

I don't know who suddenly said this, and everyone was stunned instantly.

When they thought of Dadan's rough face and burly figure, they were frightened and silent.

The reason why they only had spiritual fantasies about Makino was that Makino was the only one who treated them as human beings, and they were grateful.

Secondly, they had to find a place to get drunk, and they couldn't bear to ruin their current lives. Finally, and most importantly, Makino had the support of the bandit leader Dadan, and they didn't dare to offend him.

At the same time, Moriah had already arrived at the city gate. There were not many people at the gate, and almost no one entered the city from this side. However, there were many guards guarding the gate, mainly to prevent refugees from the garbage mountain from sneaking into the city.

Moriah was about to go in, but was stopped by the guard: "Stop, routine inspection!"

Two guards approached and stopped when they were a distance away from Moriah.

"Please show your ID!" Seeing that Moriah was dressed cleaner than the refugees who picked up rags, the guards did not expel him immediately, but checked him first.

"What ID?" Moriah was confused.

"Passport and ID card!" The guard replied: "Since you ask this, it means you don't have it?"

Hearing Moriah's confusion and inability to produce his ID, the guards immediately lost their previous friendly expressions.

"Get out if you don't have your ID, don't force us to do anything to you!" A guard said impatiently.

Moriah suddenly felt that he should directly use the evil ghost to enter the invisible state, and then sneak in, so as to save so much trouble.

He stared at the two guards, his wolf-like eyes made them shudder.

"What are you looking at? If you look again, I'll dig out your eyes! Lowlife!" Moria's oppressive eyes made them uncomfortable, and a guard shouted.

Moria suddenly didn't plan to leave just like that. He had never suffered such a loss before, and he could crush an ant to death with just one finger.

Just when Moria was about to explode, a female voice sounded quietly.

"I'm really sorry, I'm really sorry, two guards, this is a new guy in my store, he is a fool, please don't mind."