Pirate Family

For a moment, Oya's body stiffened slightly, and then subconsciously stretched her hand into her arms.

Hidden inside was a sharp knife.

This is a very ordinary knife, no different from the fruit knife used by ordinary people to peel fruit. Even the poorest swordsmanship apprentice would not be interested.

But this small knife is almost comparable to any treasured knife in this sea after the woman's ability has been enhanced.

In just a split second, she can slit the throat of any enemy with this knife.

The man named Bee Parker did not respond. The intuition brought by the animal devil fruit told him,

The opponent is wary and has no certainty of winning. After weighing in his heart, he had no intention of doing anything.

"You are very strong."

The man's voice was extremely hoarse. He looked directly into Bee Parker's eyes and said slowly.

"Maybe we can cooperate and get the secret of this small island."

"Why should we trust you?"

Oya frowned and said coldly.

Pirate experience told her not to trust anyone easily.

"Because we have a common enemy."

The man said slowly. He took off his hood. showed his face.

The moment they saw this man, Bipac and Oya both subconsciously held their breath.

What kind of face is that?

The man's face was full of marks of being bitten by some animal, a large piece of ear was missing, and one eyeball was severely gouged out, leaving only an empty eye socket. Muscle had been torn off one side of his face, leaving a dark hole through which his teeth could almost be seen.

The man only put the hood down for a moment, then put it back on again.

Seeing the man like this, Bee Parker finally understood why the man's voice was so strange.

Because the mouth was broken, the words were a bit leaky.

"What are these?"

Peter Parker asked in shock. If he read correctly, it was some kind of mammal that left the bite mark on the man's face.

Although he couldn't believe it, his intuition told Peter Parker that this kind of animal was probably...a human.

"These are all given by Benoen."

The man's hoarse voice sounded in the ears of Bee Parker and Oya again, and the two felt a little shuddering.

His tone was very flat, but they could still read his hatred for Lorne from this flat tone.

That kind of hatred that can hardly be concealed. They couldn't imagine what the man had gone through to become like this.

The man at this time was like a devil in their eyes, a... devil who crawled out of hell to take revenge.

"Who are you?"

Oya asked solemnly, if what the man said is true, then he is indeed qualified to hate Lorne, more qualified to hate Lorne than they are.

"Name?"

The man suddenly smiled, but his hoarse laughter made Bi Parker and Oya feel very permeable.

Just like the night, the wind blows the window, and the rattling sound of the window slowly closing.

"I forgot my name after I left alive that man-eating cave."

"Or, you can call me Mr. Wolf."

"Wolf?"

Peter Parker said to himself. I don't know why, although he can feel an inexplicable killing intent from this man who has become a wolf, this is definitely an extremely dangerous person.

However, he felt that he could still cooperate with this man.

"I agree to cooperate with you."

Bee Parker slowly stretched out his hand towards Mr. Wolf, and at the moment of shaking hands, Bee Parker frowned slightly.

Because what he held was not so much a human hand as a piece of dry bone.

"You can call me Spider."

Bee Parker didn't even think about it, so he used his own ability as his code name.

"Spider?"

Mr. Wolf said to himself, looking straight into Bee Parker's eyes, as if he wanted to see through Bee Parker.

And Peter Parker still looked as usual.

Spider is a very common title. In this sea, there are not a thousand pirates who use spiders as their nicknames, but there are eight hundred. He didn't believe that Mr. Wolf could tell his identity through this.

"Wolf and spider, sounds like a good combination."

Mr. Wolf said so.

...

"I came to this island two days before you."

On Golan Island, in a very ordinary tavern, Mr. Wolf ordered three glasses of fruit wine unique to Golan Island, and then said slowly to Peter Parker.

"In these two days, I didn't choose to look for clues about the historical text first, but walked the entire island."

Mr. Wolf's voice was extremely hoarse, but there was an inexplicable, trustworthy feeling.

"I can say with certainty that the main text of history is not on this small island."

But Mr. Wolf's next words made Bee Parker's heart a little cold.

"Are you saying that the Vinhill family treats us like monkeys?"

Bee Parker said angrily that the news came from the Vinhill family, which attracted all the pirates from the entire paradise. They were just the forerunners, and more pirates were still on their way.

Now tell them it was just a misunderstanding, a mistake of the Vinhills.

How does this not make them feel like they are being played by others.

"Listen to me."

Mr. Wolf paused and continued.

"According to the information I got, the main text of the history may indeed not be on this small island, but the clue about Ala Costa that House said before his death is indeed related to this small island."

After hearing Mr. Wolf's words, Oya and Pepac held their breaths and concentrated. What exactly is Alacosta can be said to affect the entire sea and the hearts of most pirates.

"Many years ago, when the sea was not so chaotic, Golan Island was connected with many other islands."

"The caravans from those islands brought their special products to Koh Lan, and Koh Lan would use their unique fruits in exchange."

Mr. Wolf took a sip of the fruit wine, and then continued.

"Some of these small islands brought technology, and through continuous trade, Golan Island has become prosperous."

"They learned the brewing techniques from the wine capital of Oghongmu, and turned some fruits into fine wine, and then people from other islands gathered together and held a banquet."

"Special products from countless places gathered together, an incomparably grand banquet."

"This habit of holding banquets has become a custom, which has been passed down until ten years ago, when the Age of Discovery opened, and it gradually died down."

Mr. Wolf gently put down the glass full of fruit wine in his hand, and said slowly.

"And Aracosta is the name of a kind of wine in that banquet."