I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

"No, I dare not."

Mr. Tanaka's expression changed drastically and he waved hurriedly towards Sith.

This lunatic will be unlucky for whoever touches him. He can mess with whoever he likes. Anyway, he will never get involved, lest he won't be able to get anyone out in the end and will end up making a mess.

"What you are saying is that he is a pirate. It is your duty to kill him or cut him into pieces. Please excuse me first. Please excuse me."

As he spoke, Mr. Tanaka wanted to step back, and no trace of nostalgia could be seen on his face.

"Mr. Tanaka...you?"

Bilu was so angry that he was shaking all over, pointing at Tanaka and being speechless for a long time.

How could he be so shameless? How could he be so shameless? He has sold his life for Gilder Tezzolo for so many years. Without credit, there is still hard work, right? Is he considered abandoned like this?

"Mr. Tanaka, you can't do this. We are together. How could you leave me and run away alone?"

"Together, what together? Let me tell you, please don't slander me, my good citizen, you are a wanted pirate, how could I be in the same group with you? Get out of here, or I will take action." Mr. Tanaka howled sharply, the expression on his face was as ugly as possible.

Sis sneered, watching the two men's performance with cold eyes, and put his right hand on the knife handle.

"Have you made enough trouble for me? If you have made enough trouble, leave as soon as possible. Don't waste time here. Take me into custody as soon as possible. I still have something to do."

He glared at Mr. Tanaka and Bilu with sharp eyes. To be honest, Sith was actually very optimistic about Bilu. Of course, it wasn't because of his strength. There were countless people in the new world who were better than him. The key was his ability.

Molten fruit? What's this? This is simply a natural forging assembly line. Once Bilu is mastered, many things can be produced and sold by oneself. A big force without sweatshops must not be a real big force.

"Yes, yes, I understand, I'll leave right away."

Mr. Tanaka nodded and bowed. Looking at Sith, he bowed and nodded, and retreated to the rear. He really didn't want to stay in this place for a moment. Staying with someone who was beyond his control was as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

Facing Sith's gaze, Bilu became more and more frightened, and his body unconsciously wanted to hide behind him, but who could he hide behind now? Even Mr. Tanaka, whom he has always regarded as his savior, has given up on him. What other trump cards does he have?

He is just an ordinary pirate. He has had the fantasy of being the Pirate King like everyone else, but this world is much more realistic than he imagined.

He has never been lifted up to the clouds, but he has tried what it feels like to be stepped on in the mud.

The sea, this stage belongs to those big shots, to those who are born to be kings, but it does not belong to them.

Thinking of this, Bilu grimaced. He didn't know where he mustered up the courage to pull out a steel knife from his body and stared at Sith.

"Don't underestimate me, bastard."

As he spoke, he raised his legs, and the long knife in his hand fell straight towards Sith's head.

The expression on Sith's face did not change. He stretched out his right hand, held the long knife directly in his hand, and struck with a knee, instantly knocking Bilu to the ground.

"Courage is commendable, but it's useless."

As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at Clara next to him.

"Hand over Hailou Shi and take him down."

"Yes, I understand."

Clara nodded. As a professional adjutant, it was impossible for him not to see the strategic value of Bilu. Talents like this should be in their own hands. If not, then eliminate them in advance. The strategic value of some Devil Fruits is more important than their combat value.

After Clara left with Bilu, Melinda came over and stood behind Sith.

"Major General Sith, we just let go of Tanaka under Gilder Tezolo?" She asked in a low voice. This weak attitude was really not like a Sith.

"Huh, let it go?" Sis sneered, "Do you think I'm the kind of casual person? How can it end so easily after passing through my hands? Don't worry, this matter has just begun."

……

Gulam Tezolo.

Snapped!

There was the sound of plates being thrown in the room. Ever since Mr. Tanaka returned, Gilder Tezzolo summoned all the cadres, locked himself in the room, and became furious.

"Wilson Sis, Wilson Sis, how dare he? Silver Island is my territory, and he just took it without saying a word? He stole my place, beat my people, and still wants to have a good relationship with me. How big is his face when we get along?"

Mr. Tanaka lowered his head and stood below with a gloomy expression. He had the most say in this matter. He saw everything that happened. He was the one who experienced it personally, but he was also the person least qualified to speak. He He was the biggest supporter of the appeasement policy. Silver Island was lost in his hands. Not only was the Silver Island lost, but Gilder Tezzolo's face was also lost.

With his head buried deeply, Mr. Tanaka did not dare to take a breath. He only dared to confess in a low voice:

"This is all my fault. It's because I didn't handle the navy's affairs well."

Another crystal goblet filled with golden wine was crushed in his hand, and his cold eyes hit Mr. Tanaka.

"Do you think I feel sorry for a Silver Island? I can't bear that someone dares to slap me in the face. Navy? Justice Island? It's such a big name. I really can't make it easy for him. Baccarat, please let go Send the news out and ask the nearby pirates to cause him more trouble."

"Yes." Baccarat smiled and nodded towards Tezzolo.

"But sir, are you really going to make that person unable to step down by doing this? He is a high-ranking official on Judiciary Island..." Mr. Tanaka's eyelids twitched, he stepped forward and asked softly.

"Can't get off the stage? He has already made it impossible for me to get off the stage."

As he spoke, he angrily opened the cabinet on the side, which was full of money. Under the bed, between the curtains, there was money everywhere in the room.

"Can't get off the stage? Then I will use money to build a ladder for him to stand on. When this matter is over, I will ask him to come over and get the money. I will give him as much as he wants. I think he can't get off the stage? Even if he doesn't want it, I will You can also find someone to go to the World Government to sue him and transfer him back to me. Money can make ghosts push around. The people in the World Government are just ghosts. I have money. It’s okay for me to ask him to kneel down. Isn’t that just Tianlong? Does a man’s dog really think of himself as a person?”

The few people below were submissive and did not dare to speak, and they did not dare to touch Tezzolo's brow, but one thing they believed was that as long as they had enough money, there would be nothing in this world that they could not overcome.

"Then I'll make arrangements now."

Baccarat broke the silence around him, Tezzolo nodded, and they looked at each other in silence.