The silver fox general of the pirate

An hour later, Foxy and Donald Duck finished their udon noodles and left with 50,000 Baileys under the boss's numb expression.

Large bowls as tall as one person have already been piled up on the table.

It's not that the boss has never seen edible ones, but they are all grown-ups, but Foxy is just a teenager, at first glance, he looks like a child whose noodles have not yet moldy.

He doesn't look very young at such a young age, but his appetite is very arrogant.

And that duck, if the boss hadn't confirmed several times that it was indeed a duck, he would have thought it was some special person pretending to be it.

"Are you full?"

Walking on the street, Foxy looked at the satisfied Donald Duck.

"Gah woo woo."

Donald Duck patted his swollen belly and fluttered his big eyes.

"It's good to be full."

Immediately afterward, Foxy and Donald Duck started wandering, but Foxy seemed to be looking for something, and along the way asked if there was any weapon shop nearby.

After going around for a while, Foxy came to a weapon shop after crossing a few streets. The name of the shop is very special, and it sells a knife.

Holding the chin of the slippers, Foxy guessed that it should be here.

Walking into the store, there was a dozing man behind the counter. He was bald at a young age, but the hair on both sides was very lush, which was very similar to Foxy's previous split hairline.

In addition, this man's nose is very red, like a strawberry. At this moment, sleep bubbles are emerging from the tip of the nose, and his head is bit by bit.

Looking at the various weapons decorated in the store, there are eighteen weapons of swords, guns, swords and halberds. Although the store is small, it has all internal organs.

"Boom..."

Going to the counter, Foxy knocked on the table, while Donald Duck wandered around the store, staring at a knife and poking it with his flat beak from time to time.

"welcome."

Hearing the sound, Ipsong yawned.

"Boss, do you have any good weapon recommendations?"

Foxy looked around, aiming specifically at those corner bumps.

"Go, go, what kind of weapon does a little guy buy."

Although Foxy was taller than him, he could tell that he was a kid just by looking at the childishness that hadn't completely faded off his face.

"How can a businessman push his business outside? This is my military rank."

Foxy took out the sergeant's badge from his pocket, and looked at Ipsong with amusement.

"Sergeant?"

Ibensong picked up the badge and compared it, feeling a little surprised.

This boy in front of him is a navy? Or Staff Sergeant?

It must be through the back door through relationships.

Yiben Song began to despise him.

"Boss, I don't think your shop is very good. You probably don't have any good weapons!"

Foxy ignored Ibensong's contempt, but curled his lips with a look of displeasure.

"Who said, my store has been passed down for 200 years anyway, how can you allow a kid to look down on you, if you want to buy good weapons, do you have money?"

Provoked by Foxy's words, Ben Bensong let out a soft snort.

"Money is not a problem, the key is do you have good weapons?"

Foxy put his arms around his shoulders and looked down at Ipsong.

"There must be good weapons, but do you have money, a brat?"

A book is not empty at all.

"You can't do without money, first take out the weapon and let me see it."

Frowning slightly, Ben Bensong looked at Foxy suspiciously.

"Does Major General Flying Squirrel know?"

Seeing that a book of pine oil and salt was not in, Foxy had a flash of inspiration and became arrogant on the spot.

"Major General Flying Squirrel, I know that he came to Rogue Town half a month ago to arrest many pirates."

Yiben Song's expression became serious.

"To be honest, Major General Flying Squirrel has an extraordinary relationship with me. The weapon I chose this time is for him."

After listening to Foxy's words, Yiben Song showed such an expression, he knew that the brat in front of him became a sergeant through connections.

"How about it, are there any good weapons or famous knives, take them out."

With the air of a big local tyrant who is not short of money, Foxy is full of confidence.

"You wait."

Ibensong hesitated for a moment, left the counter and ran towards the backyard. After a while, he came out with a long box in his arms and put it on the counter with a serious expression.

"Yukizou, the blade is a black lacquer tadachi, the blade is a small T-shaped knife, and the scabbard is more exquisite and gorgeous. It is one of the fifty good swords. If I remember correctly, Major General Flying Squirrel is a swordsman. This is me. The ancestral treasure, as long as you can afford it, I will sell it to you."

Opening the long box, Ipsong took out a long sword, gritted his teeth and looked at Foxy as if constipated.

"Good knife."

After receiving the snow, Foxy pulled out the scabbard, the handshake was cold and shiny, as if there were snowflakes on the sword.

"How much."

"Fifty million Baileys."

"How many did you say?"

Foxy was taken aback. If he remembered correctly, twenty years later this guy was given to Sauron for nothing!

How did you ask him for money? Or fifty million Baileys?

"No counter-offer."

Looking at Foxy, he was very serious.

After closing the scabbard, Foxy hesitated.

According to his idea, he didn't intend to learn swordsmanship, at most he would use Devil Fruits to kill enemies, which didn't require great swordsmanship, it was as simple as cutting.

And you can give it away if you don't need it, it's all a favor.

"Can you have less?"

Although this knife is not as good as the Big Kuai Dao and the Supreme Big Kuai Dao, it is still a good Kuai Dao. You must know that even if it is a good Kuai Dao, there are only fifty of them in the world.

"This is a good knife. Fifty million Baileys is already the lowest price. I still see the discount for the face of Major General Flying Squirrel. If you don't buy it, forget it."

Close the box, and the book will be taken back.

"Wait a minute, fifty million is fifty million, but I have one condition."

"What conditions?"

"Give me another weapon as a gift."

"As long as it doesn't exceed one million Baileys, you can choose whatever you want."

Ben Bensong pointed at the dazzling array of weapons in the store.

"Don't go back on your word."

"The most important thing in business is integrity. Are you insulting me?"

Foxy's doubt made Ibnatsu stare angrily.

"Okay, that's a deal." Foxy ignored Ben Song's anger, and pointed to the corner of the wall, where there were several wooden barrels with some scrapped weapons stuck in them.

"I'll choose one of them, you have no objection!"

"Don't blame me for taking advantage of you. They are all discarded weapons. They were originally worth 50,000 Baileys. If you want to pick out ten or eight at random, I will give you all of them."

Ippen Song also looks like a local tyrant like Foxy before, and a pair of money is just a cloud in his eyes.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and Foxy walked into the discarded sword and began to rummage through it.

He wasn't sure if Toru Sandai was here now, after all, Sauron was found here 20 years later.

At first, Foxy wasn't sure if it was the store, but when the boss took out the snow and left, Foxy knew he was in the right place.

But when will we find so many waste swords? Foxy doesn't have the talent of a swordsman to be in touch with the famous knife Xixi.

"Boss, how much is this pile of waste swords?"

Foxy turned to look at Ipsong.

"One million." Ben Bensong stretched out a finger.

"I want it all, and Xuezuo will lend me a loan first."

"take it!"

Ben Song waved his hand. .

There are many things you couldn’t figure out at the time, don’t worry, you won’t be able to remember them after a while.

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