The Black Duke of the Pirate

Chapter 237 237. Baroque Work Society
The most important thing is that Crocodile, the sand crocodile, has a much bigger pattern than Doflamingo. Although his temperament is equally extreme, vicious, and even scum-like, the sand crocodile is not distorted, unlike Doflamingo. Like Flamingo, the extreme distortion that wants to destroy everything.

Thinking of this, Reinhardt was quite speechless, so he sneered secretly. Since both of them are scumbags, why should they analyze their personalities so clearly? What a bastard, how could he be better than Doflamingo.

"Little devil, what are you laughing at?" Crocodile glanced at him with a cigar in his mouth, as if dissatisfied with his inadvertent sneer.

"I laugh at you, Crocodile, the majestic Shichibukai, and you actually want to take action to find the place for the failed subordinate." Reinhardt smiled slightly, "Is there no one in hand?"

Maybe this guy doesn't have any manpower at all, and the subordinates of the information channels in the four seas can't be used at all on the great route.

In other words, Crocodile, who has been Shichibukai for many years, is still in a lonely state. You must know that Doflamingo has just become Shichibukai, and various departments of his family have already been established.

But Baroque Works currently has only one Bowness.

"You are right. My baroque work agency has not been established for a long time. Indeed, as you said, there is a shortage of manpower, especially smart ones." Crocodile replied, and then looked at Reinhardt for a moment of silence: " You are a talent, would you like to join the Baroque Work Club and work for me."

Faced with the olive branch thrown by Crocodile at this time, Reinhardt was not surprised. He thought that he was definitely the kind of talent that Crocodile desperately needed no matter in terms of strength or IQ/pattern, but he knew clearly in his heart Knowing that Crocodile's upper limit is limited, if the Four Emperors team strongly invites him to join at this time, he may only consider it.

"Not long ago, Doflamingo tried as hard as you did to invite me to join the Don Quixote family, but I also refused." Reinhard smiled and continued: "If you want to join someone else's team, I joined when I was the weakest, so naturally I won’t wait until this time.”

"You mean to refuse." Crocodile seemed to have expected this answer, and was not angry.

Reinhardt shook his head: "It's not a refusal, but I prefer to negotiate with you as an equal partner rather than a superior-subordinate relationship."

What a joke, but Doflamingo's invitation, even the invitation of the Supreme Leader of the Revolutionary Army, Drago, was rejected. That is the position of the Chief of Staff of the Revolutionary Army, and someone else would definitely be tempted.

"In this sea, it has been a long time since you have rejected my invitation." Crocodile took a deep breath of the cigar, and then exhaled a little smoke. Seeing Reinhardt's expression, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with this matter. Maybe, so he said slowly: "In this case, let's talk about your weapon business."

"My arms business is all over the North Sea. Before that, I only cultivated the arms trading market in the dark world of the North Sea. After I met you, I had a new idea."

"After all, you are the mighty Shichibukai. Cooperating with you can help me successfully enter the arms trade into a great route, and I can provide you with all the guns, artillery, swords, weapons, and soldier armor you want in the future, and at the same time satisfy you. Multi-dimensional needs, wherever there is war, I am providing you with the basis of weapons, and I can also provide logistics services for soldiers.”

Reinhardt said slowly, then Crocodile cheered up and thought for a moment in his heart. If his plan is to be fully launched, a large number of weapons must be needed.

Of course, as Shichibukai, he also has arms channels on the Great Route, but what he will do in the future must be strictly kept secret, especially not to let the navy and even the world government know that the underground world of the Great Route cannot be monitored by the CP department. So Reinhardt, who is much weaker in front of him, may be a good collaborator.

The most important thing is that this guy is not strong and easy to control.

Crocodile nodded, agreeing with his suggestion. After solving this problem, he can go to the top of the country's regime according to the plan he imagined in his mind.

"Let's talk about the details."

The two talked for a long time, and finally, without giving in to each other, the result was barely acceptable to both parties.

Crocodile will temporarily set up a baroque branch in the small town of Whiskey Peak, dedicated to secretly trading arms and weapons, while Reinhardt will transport a large amount of arms and weapons from the North Sea to this small town for secret deals.

Reinhardt doesn't care about the profit of this transaction. After all, money is no longer attractive to him. What he cares about is the opportunity to cooperate with Crocodile, who is Shichibukai, because he also wants to take this opportunity to understand ancient weapons. Pluto, what the hell is it? It would be great if Crocodile could take over the fruits of his business after his failure.

After the conversation between the two parties was over, each left the Nianbo number of the phone bug, and then Reinhardt left the tavern.

Crocodile watched Reinhardt leave, but Bowness next to him asked a little puzzled: "Boss, really don't kill this brat? The hero White in this brat's hands is a huge benefit."

"Kill? We still have more important things to do, and we can't make the distinction." Crocodile shook his head, "The hero white can only make us richer. There are many things in this sea. Pele can't buy that, especially strength."

Crocodile knew very well that even if he got the agency of Hero White, it would be just a few more money for selling wine, which would not have any effect on his plan, and would instead waste a lot of time, energy and manpower.

He is short of manpower, let alone spend energy on it at this time.

From this point of view alone, Crocodile's structure is bigger than that of Doflamingo, although he failed earlier.

"This kid is very unusual. Even the proud turkey can persuade him to cooperate with him. He has a lot of skills." Crocodile continued, "Anyway, let's wait and see."

Bowness nodded: "What shall we do now?"

"Take down this town first, so that Baroque Works can gain a foothold. Our goal is in Alabasta."

Crocodile took a sip of his wine, then waved his hand, and a wad of banknotes appeared on the broken bar counter of the middle-aged boss: "You can use these Baileys to repair the pub."

The middle-aged boss trembled in shock: "No...no need."

"Take it." Crocodile's voice turned cold: "Rebuild the tavern, and this will be the tavern under the Baroque Work Agency in the future."

After finishing speaking, Crocodile and Bowness strode away.

The middle-aged boss mutters to himself Baroque Works... Crocodile... Shichibukai.

(End of this chapter)