Pirates: Starting from the Demon King of Uta

There was already a fight on the shore.

Crocodile's name Wenblan Kulikai naturally knew it. As the boss of the Ape Mountain United Army, he stood directly in front of everyone. He was about to ask Crocodile about his purpose, but he was beaten directly by him before he could say anything. A punch.

"I'm in a good mood today, don't worry, I won't kill anyone."

Crocodile looked down at the defeated Kulikai, moved his wrists and spoke calmly.

After the boss was beaten, the pirates of the Saruyama Alliance Army naturally couldn't sit still, and they all rushed towards Crocodile to avenge Kulikai.

"etc!!"

Before Kulikai could stand up, his men were already swarming over. Seeing this, Kulikai gritted his teeth and rushed over together.

When facing a strong person, the numerical advantage is often not obvious, especially when the strength gap between the two sides is too large, the numerical advantage becomes even more meaningless.

Kulikai understood that even if they went together, they would not be able to defeat Crocodile, but this was no reason for him to be afraid.

It was for him that the Saruyama United Army turned their swords on Crocodile. How could he just stand aside and watch?

That's not Kulikai's character.

Crocodile was walking among the crowd as if he were taking a leisurely stroll. No one around him could cause harm to him. On the contrary, no one from the Saru Mountain United Army could even take a move from Crocodile.

The Star slowly docked, and Daz dropped the anchor and fixed the ship to the shore. He stood on the deck and watched Crocodile playing below.

Dealing with these people is indeed just like playing for Crocodile.

"Come on, I'll take you to dinner."

Uta laughed twice, pulled Link and jumped off the Star, and walked to the cauldron prepared by the Ape Mountain Alliance Army.

The pot was more than half a person tall and several meters wide. Steam was still floating inside, and a smell of meat came from inside.

"It's really soup."

Looking at the mushy broth stewed in the big pot and smelling it, it was on par with Gulewa's and both were of average quality.

"Hey, Crocodile beat people up and you ate their food. You are indeed a pirate. They are all bad people."

Gureva walked over with a strange smile, looked at Uta who was serving soup to Link, took a clean bowl from the side and started eating it herself.

"Okay, it's almost as good as mine."

The hot broth fills the stomach with warmth.

Olvia and others also followed, and came together to eat together in a tacit understanding.

"What you said made me think you wouldn't eat it."

Slowly taking a sip of the hot soup, Olvia teased Gureva with a smile.

"Don't want to eat? Oh, do you know how hard it is for me to cook for you every day? It would be great to have one less meal to cook."

The Star Pirates, Link, Daz, and Crocodile are all very eatable, which is also related to their superior physical fitness.

The rest of Uta and the others had normal food intake, but even so, Gureva had to serve twenty people each time to barely fill their stomachs.

While eating and drinking here, Crocodile on the side also eliminated all the people from the Ape Mountain United Army, lying on the ground in a mess, wailing.

Glancing at Link and the others who were already eating dinner, Crocodile began to see black lines on his head, and their originally good mood was ruined by them all.

Sitting on an orangutan, Crocodile wiped the blood from the golden hook on his hand, and controlled the yellow sand to drag Kulikai over.

"A few questions satisfy me that you are all fine. But the answers satisfy me. I will personally help you enter the cemetery."

The blood on Kulikai's head kept gushing out, and the chestnut hairstyle on his head was deformed and twisted. He gritted his teeth and nodded to Crocodile.

Seeing Kulikai's understanding, Crocodile was very satisfied with it.

"You know what happened to the strange things in the sea not long ago, right?"

This is the most basic question. If they don't even know this, Kulikai will be useless to them.

"I know, it's a current rising to the sky."

As he spoke, blood flowed from the corners of Kulikai's mouth, and his eyes hid hatred. He didn't dare to let Crocodile discover it, so he could only lower his head and hide his eyes.

But Crocodile didn't care what Kulikai thought, as long as he could answer his questions honestly.

"Very good, then do you know the time pattern and location of the appearance of this soaring ocean current?"

It doesn't matter what the name is, Crocodile mainly wants to know this. With these data, he can save the time of his own observation. He only needs to strengthen the Star and silently wait for the arrival of the soaring sea current.

"You know, I have recorded all the data on the ocean currents in the sky over the years, right in my house."

Although he didn't know what the purpose of Crocodile's asking these questions was, fortunately, he knew all the problems and could exchange them for the safety of the Aruyama United Army.

"That's great."

Crocodile laughed, released his control on Kulikai, and dispersed the sand from his body.

"Give me that information and you'll be safe."

Rubbing his painful shoulders, Kulikai walked towards his hut without saying a word. At this time, he felt both hatred and helplessness in his heart.

If you had already told me that you wanted this information, how could he not give it to you?

This is not a secret, let alone Crocodile, he will tell the visitor this information even if he comes and says a few nice words.

Soaring ocean currents may be a rarity elsewhere, but people on Gaya Island have long been accustomed to them.

As long as Crocodile explains his purpose, Kulikai will definitely hand over these information with both hands. The Shichibukai is simply not something he can afford. Even if Crocodile has been expelled from the navy, this does not affect his power.

Fortunately, Crocodile didn't want to kill anyone for the time being. The people in the Sarushan United Army only saw serious injuries, but no one's life was in danger.

After finding out the record of the soaring sea currents, the latest handwriting was written not long ago. Kulikai had no idea of ​​rewriting the information, so he walked out honestly and handed all the information to Crocodile.

After flipping through the two pages, Crocodile began to see if there were any patterns.

But there was no need for him to calculate. Kulikai had already sorted out the rules of the ocean currents.

The next time was three days later, and the location was 30 degrees east-north of Kulikai's house, within a range of 1,000 to 1,500 meters.

This information made Crocodile nod with satisfaction, saving him a lot of time.

"Take your people and orangutans for treatment. I'm very satisfied with the information."

As he said this, Crocodile had murderous intentions, his eyes flashed, and he was ready to make a move.

"Krokdal, the soup is delicious, why don't you come over and try it?"

It was Robin who spoke. She was holding a bowl of broth and gestured to Crocodile. She smiled and narrowed her eyes, looking innocent and harmless.