Pirate: This gunman is quite fierce

The sun is shining brightly, and the sun is shining brightly.

The year 1483 of the Haiyuan calendar.

The light blue sky is dotted with a few white clouds, and the sun hangs high in the sky, spreading its scorching light to the bottom in a show of strength.

Below the sky is a blue ocean, and under the sunshine, golden spots of light shine on the sparkling sea surface.

The slightly fishy sea breeze blows from time to time, raising a bunch of restless waves on the sea surface, and a few seabirds are circling on the blue sea surface in the sea breeze.

This is the South China Sea, one of the four major oceans, near the waters near Batlila Island in the Kingdom of West Asia.

A fishing boat was sailing on the sea. The high sails were blowing the sea breeze and driving the medium-sized fishing boat towards the nearby Batlila Island.

In the captain's room, Lao Qiaoxi, the owner of the fishing boat, was holding the rudder with one hand and holding a pipe with the other hand, taking a puff from time to time.

It can be seen that he was in a good mood, and the fish tank full of fish also explained the reason. Today was a bumper day.

In the cabin on the left side of the boat, a young man of fifteen or sixteen looked out the window.

He was wearing a coarse cloth suit that was convenient for work. Both sleeves of his shirt were rolled up. His capable work clothes could not cover his strong muscles and bronze healthy skin.

Under the peculiar golden wavy hair were heroic facial features. There were a few freckles on his face, exuding a sense of vitality and vitality from top to bottom.

It was our protagonist-Portcas D. Darrow.

"Daro, are we almost there?" The person who spoke was a fisherman who was taking a nap next to Daro. His name was Simon.

Like the other fishermen who were taking a nap next to him, Simon and his friends had been working in Laoqiaoxi's fishing ground for more than a decade.

Laoqiaoxi would go fishing with them every week and sell the fish in the market afterwards. In comparison, Daro could only be considered a temporary worker.

"Well, we're almost there." Daro said as he looked at Battlia Island appearing on the sea.

After a while, as if to confirm Daro's words, Laoqiaoxi walked into the cabin, knocked the pipe in his hand heavily on the door three times, and then shouted, "Hey, guys, we're almost there, wake up."

As if they had awakened zombies, the fishermen who were resting in the cabin gradually woke up.

The fisherman's hats used to block the sun on their faces slipped off one after another, and then they slowly got up. The scene was quite funny.

"We're here so soon." Fisherman Ziduo said while yawning, seeming reluctant to give up this rare rest time.

"You kid, if you want to sleep, go home to sleep at night. Now hurry up and get ready to work. The boat is ready to dock." Lao Qiaoxi patted Ziduo's head and said to the fishermen next to him, so everyone started to move.

On the deck, Darrow and several fishermen were putting all the fish caught today into baskets to facilitate moving to the dock later.

On the other side, Simon was folding the sails of the fishing boat to prepare for docking, and everything was going on in full swing.

As the Batlila Island in front of them continued to grow, the fishing boat slowly sailed into the port and finally landed steadily at the second pier of the fishing ground.

"Get to work, work harder, finish early, and I'll invite everyone to the pub for a drink in the evening, haha." Looking at the baskets full of fish on the deck, Lao Qiaoxi laughed so hard that his half-white beard trembled.

When the working fishermen heard that there was wine to drink, they became more energetic and worked more efficiently.

As one of the few entertainment venues on the island, nothing can be sweeter than the free rum in the pub.

"Daro, you don't have any wine to drink, who told you to have a sister who works in the pub?" Simon laughed as if he remembered something.

"Haha, Daro, who can drink several of us on the boat, has to drink juice in the pub. It's really funny to think about it."

"That's right." Several fishermen who were cleaning up the fishing nets laughed.

"You guys...really." Darrow was speechless when he saw the few people laughing in front of him, because they were the ones who urged him to drink.

But they didn't expect Darrow to be like the reincarnation of the god of wine. He drank them all under the table the first time he drank. The expressions of Lao Qiaoxi and the fishermen who refused to admit defeat were still vivid in their minds.

Now they dare to laugh at him.

Just as the fishermen were noisy and laughing, a burst of

A riot, several people in black suits rushed into the fishing ground.

The leader seemed to want to show that he was not easy to mess with, and he kicked over several boxes of fish that had been sorted along the way.

"Zido, how many times has this happened?" Simon said teasingly.

"It's the third time, right? There weren't so many people the last two times." A fisherman next to him answered.

"The last time those people beat up the old man Qiaoxi, they couldn't even walk straight when they ran away. It is said that they ran back with their assholes covered. Do you think this old Qiaoxi has any special hobbies?" Zido took over the conversation and said with a wink.

"Haha, who knows."

"It seems that there will be another good show to watch!"

Several fishermen seemed to be accustomed to this, as if they were not gangsters who came to make trouble, but a few circus clowns who were about to perform.

But this is normal. As men who beg for food in the sea, fishermen have seen all kinds of storms and waves. If we talk about gangs, their fishery is the largest gang in the local area.

The reason why Lao Qiaoxi, an outsider, can build such a large fishery in the local area is not because he is a friendly neighbor of the town of Batlila, but because of his reputation.

"Hey, you guys, call your boss out." Seeing that the fishermen didn't seem to take him seriously, the leader Pritt couldn't stand it anymore and shouted to Simon who was working next to him.

Simon didn't care, waved his hand and said to Lao Qiaoxi with a smile: "Lao Qiaoxi, looking for you."

"Oh, looking for me? What's the matter?"

Lao Qiaoxi asked when he heard that he was looking for himself. As usual, Lao Qiaoxi didn't care who he was looking for. For those who dared to make trouble, he would usually slap them and nothing would happen.

But the Anteria gang had come many times, which had seriously affected the normal operation of his fishery. He had better find out what the matter was and solve it.

"Oh, you are the owner of the fishery? Then come with us. Our boss wants to see you and wants to discuss a big business with you." Pritt said to Lao Qiaoxi viciously.

"If your boss wants to see me, let him come to the fishery himself, don't do these things every day." Lao Qiaoxi lost interest when he heard it.

In his eyes, the Anteria gang was just a few ignorant little brats, playing some house games. What big business was probably just protection fees or something like that.

"Hey, old man, think it over. If you dare not give face to our boss, believe it or not, I will make you unable to do business." A Mohawk-styled younger brother next to Pritt said angrily when he saw Lao Qiaoxi not giving face.

"It seems that you are not willing to accept my offer, so take him back." Seeing that Lao Qiaoxi was so uncooperative, Pritt snorted coldly and shouted at his men.

At Pritt's command, several gangsters rushed forward with weapons in their hands and surrounded the people in the fishery.

"Alas, what a troublesome group of guys." Darrow had just finished loading a box of fish and put it on the ground. Seeing this situation, he couldn't help but say.

This group of people is really annoying. They have come to the dock to make trouble several times and refused to give in. Even though Darrow has such a good temper, he has been disgusted by these Anteria people recently.

"Charge."

It was the Mohawk brother who took the lead in breaking the tense atmosphere. Maybe because he saw that Darrow was young, he took out a dagger from his arms and rushed towards Darrow while shouting.

This sudden action was like a spark thrown into a gunpowder barrel, which immediately ignited the situation on the spot. The fishermen were not ambiguous either. They took out harpoons and chains from the side and wrestled with them.

Darrow would not let anyone succeed. The moment he approached him, he turned over and flashed to the side of the Mohawk brother, and then kicked him hard with a front kick, knocking him to the ground.

The Mohawk brother who fell to the ground looked unbelievable, and got up and rushed towards Darrow, but was knocked to the ground again.

The hard-working look made people wonder whether the Anteria gang also had some KPI assessment system or something like that.

Seeing that Darrow was so fierce, the gang members next to him did not dare to go forward alone, and several people surrounded him together.

But Darrow was not afraid at all, but met them. He dodged their attacks by turning sideways, dodging and counterattacking at the same time, as agile as a sardine in the water, and shuttled freely in the beating of several people.

Several fishermen around were also fighting fiercely with the gang members, and they were not at all inferior.

On the other side, Lao Qiaoxi was wrestling with Pritt.

Lao Qiaoxi's punches and kicks were quite powerful, and every punch was blocked by him.

The old man was so angry that he took out a revolver from his arms and tried to attack.

He fired two shots at Lao Qiaoxi first, and then fired several shots at the cheering fishermen.

"Tsk, hahaha, you all go to hell." Pritt, who was used to being domineering, couldn't stand this kind of anger and said hysterically.

Lao Qiaoxi was stunned at first, but he twisted his body like a conditioned reflex and dodged the two bullets. He looked so clever that he didn't look like a 50-year-old man at all.

On this side, when he saw Pritt take out the pistol, Darrow realized that something was wrong.

He stared at the bullets in front of him, and in an instant he determined which bullets would hit the fishermen.

"【Instant Step】"

Daro flashed a few meters away, and then used the dagger he had just taken from the Mohawk brother to stop the bullets one by one, and this operation, as precise as a scalpel, only took place in an instant.

"You dare to sneak attack."

Here, Lao Qiaoxi, who had reacted, was very angry. This sneak attack by Pritt almost got him into trouble. His eyes were as big as cow eyes, and his beard was raised high.

He rushed to Pritt's side with a goose step, and then kicked Pritt who was lying on the ground hard, like a giant elephant defending the ground, directly crushing Pritt's foot.

Lao Qiaoxi seemed to be still not satisfied, and taught the remaining gang members a lesson. Of course, the means of negotiation was still the iron fist covered with thick calluses.

After a while, they beat the guys to the ground. Not a single gang member on the dock could stand on the ground. They could only flee in disgrace.

After dealing with these guys, Lao Qiaoxi recalled the neat and tidy posture of Darrow when he chopped the bullet with a knife just now, and looked at Darrow deeply.

"This kid is not simple."