The Most Wasteful Fruit Among Pirates

"Damn it, is this the great route?"

A pirate ship with a length of more than 30 meters is staggering and struggling on the sea.

The sails were torn into tattered strips, barely patched together with sheets and clothes, which looked like some kind of abstract art.

There are many gaps on the ship's side, some places are barely fixed with wooden nails, and some places are exposed by the dark cracks, and even the pirates lying indiscriminately can be seen through the cracks.

"Ahem, Captain, the brothers are almost overwhelmed."

The ship doctor, who smelled like medicine, came over and whispered in the captain's ear.

"The drug reserve has bottomed out, if there is no island to repair..."

"Within a week, twenty partners will be lost."

Facing the conclusion given by the ship doctor, the young captain angrily tore off his three-cornered hat, revealing the brown turban.

"what can I do?"

"Ghost knows that the weather on this great route is so bad—"

Storms, lightning and thunder, cold winds, scorching sun... so many extreme weather can be staged in one day, so-called meteorological common sense and sailing experience are all invalid.

Being able to stick to this point already counts as a bit of a skill for this pirate group.

"Captain, there is a situation!"

The lookout on the top of the mast suddenly shouted:

"Island, there is an island ahead!!"

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"Great,"

The young pirate wearing a turban looked happy, and pulled out the long sword at his waist with a clang.

"Brothers! Pull yourself together—"

"The island is ahead: food, beds, wine...everything!!"

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"Really, Captain..."

"Ahem, we are finally arriving at the first island."

Hearing the young captain's morale boosting words, a group of bandaged bandaged pirates climbed out of the cabin. From their thick hands and feet, they could see their previous occupations, and an abnormal blush appeared on their dark faces.

"Great!"

"Finally I can have a good meal and bask in the sun—"

"Wait, there is a situation!"

The lookout on the mast shouted again with a telescope:

"There is a ship, a battleship, coming towards me!"

The lookout's words stunned the pirates who had climbed out of the cabin, and the captain wearing a turban took out a binoculars and looked in the direction the lookout pointed.

Sure enough, on the sea, a three-masted clipper sailed straight towards them.

"Hmph, it's just a warship—"

But standing on the watchtower of the mast, the watchman who also held the telescope has already exclaimed:

"That's... the Double Dragon Flag, it's the Don Quixote family!!"

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The ordinary pirates on the deck looked blank, but the faces of the young captain and the ship doctor beside him all changed when they heard the name.

They are not the kind of reckless people who bury their heads in the great route, and they have done their 'homework' before coming.

The Don Quixote family is a newcomer "Pirate Group" who entered the great line more than half a year ago. ——At least most pirates think so.

But this 'newcomer' is too fierce!

As soon as he entered the great route, he killed a "Qiwuhai" and occupied the territory that belonged to that unlucky Qiwuhai.

Singing along the way and about to reach the end of the first half of the great route: the Chambord Islands, he turned around and sorted out the route he had traveled, firmly controlled several islands, and became a dominant force!

I don't know why, but the navy is indifferent to such forces. Don't you count as a pirate if you don't raise the skull flag?

"dash forward!"

Only the "core personnel" such as the captain, ship doctor, and lookout know this information.

Ordinary pirates: What about the Don Quixote family, can they be eaten?

They don't care who the opponent is, anyway, they can fight if they can beat them, and if they can't beat them... they will die!

Swords and guns have no eyes, and the aftermath of stray bullets will also kill them, so why care about whether the opponent is a master or not?

Just like those nobles who exploited them so that they could not survive, they were finally slaughtered like pigs under the sword of the captain... who was also the son of the sheriff in his hometown.

One bad life, one day to live is to earn.

"Oooo!!"

"Kill them, log in and grab a cool—"

Amidst the howls and howls of the pirates who had 'changed jobs' from fishermen, the pirate ship, which was covered in wounds, suddenly accelerated and sped towards the oncoming warship.

——Like two knights who meet on a narrow road,

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"Is this a beggar's boat?"

On the patrol boat, Torrebol glanced contemptuously at the pirate ship that was speeding this way. This kind of dilapidated ship... can only be dismantled and used as firewood if it is taken down.

"No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat."

Wearing a suit and a flowered scarf next to him, the gentlemanly Pique lit a cigarette.

"What's more, if the other party is allowed to continue to scurry along this route, it would be bad to hurt the family's transport ship."

"Hey hey, I'll leave it to you."

Torrebol stepped back, crunching the wide chair.

It has to be said that the great route is to 'raise people'. Torrepol, who was originally only a few ordinary people, has soared to nearly four meters in height. Under Rossi's supervision and exercise, the weight reached several hundred kilograms...

Fortunately, there are muscular outlines under the open coat, otherwise Rossi would grab her to 'lose weight' again.

In this regard, Rossi once complained: it must be that the "rays" of the great route exceed the standard, causing all kinds of creatures to grow freely.

"no problem,"

Torrepol lay flat and lazy, while Pique was ready to do it.

First squat down, put your hands on the deck, and make a catapult jump.

Boom!

call out--

The deck of the battleship suddenly 'rippled' like water in circles of waves! And Pique has already leaped out, as if a cannonball leaped towards the opposite pirate ship.

"Come on,"

The rippling deck reverts to its original shape as Pique flies away.

And Torrebol, who was lying in the sun, waved his hand, and the sailors who drove the boat immediately drove the patrol boat under their feet to gallop forward.

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"That is···"

"No, it's a master!"

"All spread out, prepare for the impact—"

A figure flew over like a cannonball, causing the pirates on the deck to subconsciously scatter around. At the same time, they blocked their weapons in front of them, preparing to receive the impact of the opponent's fall.

poof,

But the strange thing is that the opponent landed on the deck of the pirate ship, but did not forcefully smash through the deck, and the sawdust splashed!

Instead, as if jumping into the water, it fell onto the deck with a plop, and even rippled in circles.

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"this is···"

"Get out of the way, it's a capable person!"

The young captain rushed over with strides, and the long sword in his hand slashed at the opponent with a howling wind.

Clang!

However, the long sword was blocked by an arm in a suit.

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"There is armor in the sleeve..."

The young captain who jumped away quickly emerged from the deck with a dignified expression, and the down-to-earth Pique shook his head.

"Wrong, it's domineering."

Domineering?

what is that···

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"Three minutes and six seconds,"

When the patrol boat approached the pirate ship, the sailors on the patrol boat threw out their claws one after another, hung them on the side of the pirate ship, and then stepped on the side of the ship and yanked hard, forcefully bringing the two ships together.

Torrepol, who was lying on the deck of the patrol boat basking in the sun, stood up, and he could sense that the battle was over without looking at him.

"There is progress, keep on—"

"Torre, it's time for you to practice physical skills."

For Torrebol's 'compliment', Pique reluctantly took off the cigarette with only the cigarette holder left in his mouth.

The Don Quixote family has been staying in the 'Island of the Beast' for almost half a year, and the cadres have gradually begun to master the 'knowledge-colored domineering' and 'armed-colored domineering', and even cadres who have mastered the two kinds of domineering together have appeared.

But only Torrepol, the knowledge-colored domineering is getting stronger, but the armed-colored domineering is not moving.

Contrary to him is Virgo, the armed color domineering can already cover the whole body, but the knowledge color is...

"Ahem, as long as I react quickly enough, I can avoid the enemy's attack."

Torrebol awkwardly changed the subject,

"What is the origin of the guy caught this time?"

"I don't know, maybe it's someone who doesn't have a bounty."

"you···"

Lying on the ground, the eyes of the young captain whose long sword was broken in two went dark.

How can I say that I am also a "master" with a bounty of 30 million, but in the eyes of the other party, there are only three words "don't know"?

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Beast Island,

In the huge Colosseum.

"Well, it's the 'Swordsman of the Sea' Camille with a bounty of 30 million."

Rossi flipped through the reward list in his hand, and finally found the face of the young pirate captain in front of him at the bottom.

"I can't tell, but he is still a swordsman who can cut iron."

In the Navy's internal reward order, this Camille's evaluation is not bad: Although he is also plundering, but at least he does not take the initiative to hurt people, he is already a rare "good guy" among the pirates.

"Unfortunately, since you have chosen to rob this road, you should have expected this day."

"This island belongs to our 'Don Quixote Family'. Now, I will give you two ways:"

Rossi put away the wanted warrant in his hand,

"First, be sent to the naval base by us to receive 30 million Baileys."

However, go to Jinjin City to eat a lifetime of prison food;

"Second, stay on this island and pay for your mistakes with labor."

There is still a chance to get right.

···

"What will happen to my friends... the crew?"

Facing Rossi's sentence, the bound young captain did not answer, but instead asked the question he was most concerned about.

"They will also bear a certain amount of labor. After 3 to 5 years, as long as they don't continue to cause trouble, they can join the island ruled by our family as civilians."

Faced with such an answer, the young captain took a deep look at Rossi.

"I hope your Excellency will do what you say,"

Originally, in the eyes of the young pirate captain, he was doomed.

Most of those companions who escaped from the same village as him worked as coolies to death!

But only 3 to 5 years of hard labor?

Is it true or is it a lie...

"Ha, are you questioning our Don Quixote family?!"

Rossi naturally didn't care, but Diamanti next to him was upset. He reached out and grabbed it, and a gorgeous golden long sword fell into his hand, wanting to teach the guy in front of him a lesson.

"Forget it, who can say clearly about the future of this world?"

Stretching out his hand to stop Diamanti's movement, Rossi looked at the pirate captain in front of him, who had a fairly positive 'review'.

"As long as I'm still alive, I don't want to see my territory being invaded by pirates. ——As long as I work hard, the residents here will be able to guarantee safety, have enough food and clothing, and don't have to worry about being shot and killed while walking on the street. "

"That's all."

Rossi put away the arrest warrant. Of course, there are many scumbags in this world who seek notoriety, burn, kill and plunder after going out to sea. But there are also many poor people who have been cornered by corrupt Celestial Dragons and nobles.

Labor is their last chance,

It is up to them to choose whether to start a new life or go to the bottom of the sea to feed the fish.

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"Rosie,"

"Analyze, what happened to that One Piece?"

After dealing with the matter, Dover, who was sitting on the main seat of the Colosseum, couldn't help asking questions.

More than half a year has passed, and the Don Quixote family is stuck in the "Island of the Beast", sending countless pirates who chose this route to eat in prison, or stay as coolies.

But as the days go by,

Even the calm Dover couldn't help but start to doubt:

The 'One Piece' Roger, who has never shown up, won't really be killed, right?

"I analyze a ghost..."

Rossi rolled her eyes at this.

I've said it all, Roger went back to his hometown to get married and spend his honeymoon, you don't believe it!

"However, it should be almost there."

"The memory of the sea has a 'time'. If the 'One Piece' still doesn't show up, not only his scenery will be forgotten by everyone. Even the existence of the 'Ultimate Island' will be suspected by everyone, so..."

Roger, you're about to surrender to the navy, right?