Pirate Family

No one noticed the visitor. After staying at the port of Golan Island for a while, he went into the small island.

Many merchants set foot on this long-lost land, greedily breathing the air of Golan Island.

Because they know that once the air route is rebuilt, they will gain a lot of wealth in each other's trade.

But no one noticed that an imperceptible crisis was brewing in this small island.

...

"This is just the first step in our rise!"

In a certain tavern, a strong man wearing a captain's hat and a leather jacket that smelled like the sea raised a wine glass and said loudly to his companions.

"Gather all the historical texts, and then find the treasure left by Roger, I will be the One Piece! This sea will crawl under my feet!"

There has never been a shortage of ambitious people in this sea, and not everyone wants to use the clues of the island's historical text to embrace the thighs of the Vinhill family. The purpose of these pirates going to sea is to imprint their own knowledge in history.

No one is willing to be a green leaf.

"At that time, everyone will remember my name!"

The man spoke up, and stood up straight away, holding his body up high, like a king making a heroic declaration to the land he had conquered.

The wine was spilled on his companions, but these pirates didn't care, and there was a gleam of desire in their eyes.

They were deeply attracted by the blueprint drawn by the man.

"remember me……"

The man paused, as if he had forgotten his name because he was drunk.

At this time, a thin drinker staggered towards this side, and then seemed to accidentally bump into this man.

The man's body froze, and then he fell down on the table as if drunk.

"Hahahaha! Boss is actually drunk!"

"After drinking this little, the boss will die hahahaha!"

His companions let out a roar of laughter. Laughter spread throughout the tavern. But the man remained motionless, as if in a deep sleep.

No one noticed that the man's waist was facing a small knife, and blood flowed from the end of the wound and dripped on the ground.

Mixed with the wine spilled on the floor.

Then, it quickly penetrated into the floor.

...

"This kind of weak person. Why does Mr. Wolf care so much?"

Bee Parker came out of the tavern, and Oya was already standing outside waiting for him.

He yawned and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Does he think that such a small character who doesn't even control his domineering will threaten him?"

Peter Parker originally thought that those who were targeted by Mr. Wolf were some difficult characters. Although they had not entered the New World, they possessed terrifying strength no less than the heroes of the New World.

But in the process of fighting, Bee Parker discovered that these people are no different from those pirates who can only wander in the paradise. No one could even discover how they moved their hands.

"Perhaps, he wants to clean up the entire island of pirates, so that no one can compete with us for clues to the historical text."

Oya said flatly.

In this sea, it is not uncommon for the strong to fight for a certain secret treasure, and then get entangled together, and finally a weak person takes advantage of it and steals the secret treasure. In doing so, Mr. Wolf is well prepared.

"I tackled two goals."

Oya took out a list and crossed off the pirate that Bi Parker had just solved from the list.

"So, now, there are only a group of people left."

"Are they the only ones left?"

Bee Parker's eyes gradually became serious. This last group of targets is a little different...

Golan Island, a small manor.

This place is located in the wealthy area of ​​Golan Island, and the value of every inch of land is unimaginable for ordinary residents, but someone built a small manor here.

The manor does not occupy a large area, but in this rich area where every inch of land is expensive, it symbolizes the strength of the owner.

At this time, a man in a white suit with neatly combed hair was sitting on his luxurious sofa, chatting with others.

"Is this your experience in the new world? It's really bizarre!"

The man said with some excitement.

"It's hard to imagine that there are such islands in this sea. It's like two worlds with us."

"This sea is vast, no matter what happens, it is reasonable."

Sitting opposite him was a young man in a blue shirt with messy blond hair. The man had a melancholy look, and his body was covered with traces of battle, giving him a barbaric look.

He gently put down his wine glass, and then said slowly.

"After galloping on the sea, I realized how small I was."

"Is that so?"

A trace of envy flashed in the eyes of the man in the suit, and then he said with some regret.

"If I were twenty years younger, I would definitely let go of everything and go out to sea to see how vast the world is."

"It's a pity that now, I have something I have to protect."

The man looked at the little girl who was hiding in the room, and stretched out his head from time to time, looking at the little girl and his busy wife, with a smile on his face.

"Protecting one's own family is also a man's romance. What you do is not much worse than us, Mr. Elson."

If the residents of Golan Island hear the name of Mr. Elson, they will definitely be familiar with it, because this man is the richest man on the island, the man who once held a grand event on Golan Island, through his The magical ability to speed up the brewing of wine has become a pivotal figure on this small island in one fell swoop.

"Thank you, Mr. Casey, you are different from other pirates I have ever seen."

On the other hand, Mr. Elson smiled slightly and waved his hands. A teenage blond girl ran over and threw herself into Elson's arms.

"Or, you are more like an adventurer."

Elson looked into Cassie's eyes and said sincerely.

"Adventurer? Hahahaha. That's really ridiculous."

The man named Cassie laughed loudly, but at this moment, the phone bug in his arms suddenly rang.

After receiving the phone bug, Cassie's face gradually became serious, while Elson held his breath and stared at Cassie until the phone bug was turned off.

"Mr. Elson..."

"I know, Mr. Casey."

And Elson spoke first.

"If you have something to do, go get busy first. Today's conversation was very pleasant, and I happen to be taking a break too."

Elson calmly gave Cassie a step down. Then he yawned and looked tired.

"When you have time, I will definitely visit you. After all, you haven't finished telling me your magnificent adventure story."