Pirates: Steel Chain Fingers

Byron J. Gordon is sad now, very sad.

He sat on a huge reef by the coast, with his hands folded on his knees, staring blankly at the distant sea level.

The sea breeze blew by, and the waves wrapped in broken wood slapped on the reef, splashing bursts of silver-like waves.

Yes, you guessed it right, our Mr. Byron has encountered one of the scariest things of this era... He has been shipwrecked and is now drifting alone on an isolated island.

There is no jungle, no animals on the island, not even a place to shelter from the rain.

Now, there are only two options waiting for him - starve to death, or simply commit suicide.

"I'm so stupid, really," Byron J. Gordon murmured to himself with blank eyes:

"Why did I take that business? If I didn't take the business of the 'bad chain', I wouldn't leave the dreamlike Mermaid Cafe, and I wouldn't drive thousands of miles from the New World back to the South China Sea, and I wouldn't be in the A shipwreck in a remote area in the South China Sea that no one has passed by...I'm so stupid, really..."

Fortunately, there are rock pits on the island that can store rainwater. Otherwise, if there is a shortage of water and food, it will only take three days for Mr. Byron to say "Bye Bye" to this cruel and beautiful world.

Even so, after fourteen days of starvation, even a master like Byron is a little bit listless. Byron didn't know how long he could last. He even suspected that he would have a nervous breakdown before he starved to death.

The sea level in the distance was still empty, and Byron gave up. He lay on his back on the top of the wide reef, staring blankly at the thick white clouds slowly floating in the sky, and began to recall his past aimlessly and scatteredly.

I thought a lot, but the last thing I thought of was the mission that caused me to be trapped on this isolated island.

They won't think that I just ran away with the money... That would be too shameful...

Thinking of this, Byron tried his best to get up, sat still on the reef and looked at the sea.

You can't give up, even if you die, but you can't leave such an impression on the beauties in the world-Byron J. Gordon is a shameless villain with no promises. Absolutely not!

He pulled a black suitcase beside him, which contained the deposit that the [boss] gave him. He picked up the box and was filled with emotion: "It's so ridiculous to have so much money but not get anything to eat...huh?"

Byron was stunned suddenly, and when he was holding the box, he vaguely felt a strange touch at the bottom of the box. He tried to turn the case over and found a barely visible black zipper at the bottom, which blended perfectly with the black leather case.

…………zipper?

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South China Sea, the port town of Mordred, Kidd's home.

It's a dilapidated house on the corner of town that used to be a warehouse many years ago. A few years ago, Kidd and Kira fell in love with this abandoned house, defeated many gangsters and homeless people, and took it as their own.

After several years, the hut is still in good order under the care of Kidd and Kira. Unlike his appearance, Kidd actually loves to be clean and is good at housework. And Kira is good at cooking, especially empanadas and peperoncino, which are Kidd's and his own favorite dishes.

Now, the cottage has a new resident.

"Cousin Raton, you can sleep here."

Kidd stood at the door of the room with a bed in his arms,

He smiled and said to 'La Dun' beside him: "The room was used as a utility room by us before, but now it has been tidied up, and the sheets and quilts have been washed."

"Cousin, what do you want to eat?" Kira also said with a smile: "You must want to eat garlic pasta, right? Only children eat meat stuffed cabbage rolls, so hairy!"

While Raton looked at the two of them, he just raised his finger and tapped the metal mask on his face, making a 'thump, thump, thump' sound.

Although after nearly ten days of recuperation and his own strong resilience, the wounds of 'Radon' have basically healed, but there seems to be no sign of recovery for the tongue and teeth, let alone [speaking].

Kidd and Kira had suddenly realized expressions. The former immediately ran to help Raton make the bed, while the latter turned around and prepared to cook some soup and porridge for Raton.

Raton stopped the two of them, then took out a clipboard and scribbled a few lines, showing them to them.

[You have helped me, and I will repay you. I will teach you how to become stronger. But what I will tell you is that I have a mighty enemy who beat me like this. Are you sure you want me to stay here? 】

Kidd smiled and put his hands behind his head: "Strong enemy? What's the big deal, cousin, you don't know who the strongest guy in this town is, do you?"

"Security Officer Hilton Dubin, he can defeat the great pirate who offered a bounty of 79 million Berry." Kira took over the conversation and said:

"Moreover, the No. 80 Naval Branch Base is stationed on the nearby Holy Fire Island. The commander is Colonel 'Ball' Hall, and his strength is also very strong. Cousin, don't worry, no one dares to invade the town of Mordred, South China Sea does not allow such an awesome person to exist!"

'Laton' resisted the urge to roll his eyes, erased the handwriting on the board and wrote another line.

[This tablet is not very convenient, find me some paper and pens. 】

I don't know when I will be manipulated by the devil fruit's instinct again, I must let these two boys get the [seed] of power as soon as possible, and then go to sea to stay away from this island.

There are enough islands destroyed in [myself].

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"Fafffafffaff... Do you believe in the legend of Davy Jones?"

In a tavern in a remote town in the South China Sea, a red-nosed man with a parted hair was drunk and raised his glass and said to the drinkers at the same table:

"[DAVY BACK FIGHT]! It is said that it is a 'Pirate Game' spread from the 'Pirate Island', a game where pirates compete with each other for pirates! It's a game of robbing each other!

A bearded pirate at the same table drunkenly scratched his tangled beard, and said hesitantly: "It seems... hiccup! Is there such a thing? The more mainstream game is three acorns or four or something... …belch!"

"Stupid~~Damn! It's made of three coins! Bartender, serve him a drink! I'll take it!!"

The red-nosed man with the slot head laughed loudly, raised his glass and took a sip, then wiped his mouth and said: "The winner is determined in three games, and the rules are set by yourself. Every time the winner can choose the crew on the opponent's ship at will, And the selected crew members must swear to the king of the deep sea [David Jones], and immediately become the loyal subordinates of the enemy captain! If there is no satisfactory crew member, they can even take away the [Pirate Flag], which is regarded as the life of the ship!"

"Pirate Flag? Isn't that more uncomfortable than killing them?" The surrounding drinkers exclaimed.

"That's right!! The bet is [companion] and [dignity]!!" The red-nosed man jumped onto the table, opened his arms and laughed loudly: "If you win, you will increase your combat power, if you lose, you will suffer heavy losses... ...How obscene and cruel!! This is the best game ever!!"

Someone at the wine table next to him didn't know the red-nosed man, and quietly asked the same table, "Who is this cracked head?"

The drinker at the same table smiled and said: "His name is 'Silver Fox' Foxy. He used to be a boxer in the Buffrey Islands. His boxing license was revoked five years ago because he was found carrying a murder weapon. In the last two months He started recruiting crew members, saying that he was going to be a pirate so that he could play [DAVY BACK FIGHT] happily."

"It's such a boring ambition..." The inquirer couldn't help complaining, and then shouted loudly to the wine table on Foxy's side: "Hey, Foxy, who are you going to play the pirate game with? Don't be afraid Did they cut you?"

Foxy grinned when he heard this, and lightly threw the empty wine glass in his hand towards the ceiling, then raised his right hand and made a fist, pointing his index finger and ring finger at the falling wine glass.

Accompanied by a strange fluctuation, the fall of the wine glass suddenly changed from movement to stillness, as if time had frozen.

"If you are looking for an opponent, you have to look for that kind of [big fish]!" Foxy laughed mischievously: "They may fight very well, but when it comes to cheating in games... I am an expert!"

"'Vicious Chain' Victor! He has a lot of people under him that I want to subdue~~ Let's start with him!"

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