The gourmet among pirates

"Hey, so many people have invited you. It seems that you are very welcome, little brother, but I think you should join us. We are the strongest here."

"Blade" David patted his chest very confidently.

But what he said was correct. David, the 'Sharp Blade' with a bounty of 77.7 million, is indeed the strongest person in this tavern.

Although there are many powerful people in the new world, it is not so exaggerated that if you just find a tavern, you will be visited by a big pirate with a reward of hundreds of millions.

In fact, even pirates of the level of David, the Sharp Blade, appear here because of the special system of a chaotic country like Farnes, the "port country".

Mo Lin glanced around and whispered, "Pirates, gangsters, black marketeers, it seems that none of them are good people still in the tavern!"

Mo Lin's voice was very soft, but for some reason, it seemed a bit abrupt in this noisy environment.

Suddenly, the scene fell silent.

Everyone was stunned.

Then the whole room burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, brother, are you kidding me? How many good people can eat in the Black Blood Tavern? Black blood, black blood, whose heart is black and whose blood is drinking?"

Mo Lin breathed out, "If that's the case, then I won't have any burden if I kill you."

"Do you know what you are talking about? Boy!" David's face instantly turned gloomy upon hearing this, "Who gave you the courage to kill us?"

"How dare you kill you rotten fish and shrimps?" Mo Lin said nonchalantly.

David pulled out the giant ax from behind and straightened up. At more than three meters tall, he was a head taller than Molin. He held the giant ax with one hand, with a bloodthirsty light in his eyes, and said with a ferocious smile: "What a pity, I I thought I met a master, but I didn’t expect to meet a fool, so go to hell!”

David swung the giant axe, twisted around half a circle and then slammed it down like thunder.

This ax is enough to crack mountains and crack rocks. Even the thick city wall cannot stop David's heavy axe.

But what he didn't know was that the person in front of him didn't need to block his ax at all.

[One Blade Style·Shadow Slash]

A faint golden light flashed past.

At that moment, Mo Lin's figure seemed to blur for a moment, turning into dozens of black shadows, flashing past with a touch of golden light.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Mo Lin's figure solidified again.

But at this time, everyone in the tavern seemed to have stopped.

"Boom" sound.

The huge stainless steel battle ax smashed a huge crater one meter square on the floor under Mo Lin's feet.

But David, the giant man who had swung the blow, had his hands empty and stood stiffly on the spot.

The bartender next to Mo Lin had a flash of doubt in his eyes.

He seemed to have seen something just now, but he didn't seem to see it either.

But in the blink of an eye, what happened in the tavern? So many people were motionless. Is this a ghost?

click.

After wiping away the bloody smell on the sword again with a dry towel, Morin put Guite back into the scabbard.

In just one meal, Guite, who Mo Lin usually rarely used, had already been unsheathed twice.

The sound of the sword being sheathed completely woke up the bartender beside Mo Lin.

Just now, did this guy draw his sword again?

At this time, a breeze blew by the door.

laugh! ! !

Inside the tavern, except for Mo Lin and the waiters in the tavern, the heads of everyone present flew up, and spurted out from their necks like blood-colored spring water, rushing away those huge heads.

At this moment, everyone’s heads left their bodies!

dong dong dong.

The head that flew up quickly fell to the ground, making muffled sounds.

The head rolled to the ground and the blood on the ground made the tavern look like hell.

Looking carefully, the heads that fell to the ground still exuded the anger and evil smile that Molin had provoked.

They didn't seem to react to the fact that they were dead.

"This this······"

The bartender opened his mouth wide and his body shook unconsciously. He was too frightened to speak a complete sentence.

"Hey!"

"what!!!"

As soon as Mo Lin spoke out, the burly, sinister-faced bartender screamed in fright.

Ping ping pong!

After a series of sounds of things being knocked over.

After smashing himself onto a pile of empty wine bottles, the bartender's body trembled and stopped.

Looking at the useless bartender speechlessly, Mo Lin said helplessly: "Hey, that guy, ask someone to count the heads of these guys. If you can exchange them for bounties, count them all and let your boss Give me the money in exchange."

"With 15% of the profit, your boss will make a lot of money this time."

"By the way, I'll give you all the money these things bring. It should be enough for you to clean the tavern. Maybe you can renovate the tavern along the way. Well, you can also recruit some better cooks. Otherwise, some impatient guest might come and smash your shabby tavern."

Including 'Blade' David, several pirate captains combined have a bounty of more than 100 million Baileys.

Mo Lin never thought about throwing such a large amount of money here in vain to benefit the tavern owner.

As early as when he heard them say they wanted to recruit him, Mo Lin had murderous intentions in his heart.

Even if he, Molin, really fell out with the World Government and was forced to become a pirate, would this group of people be able to climb over him and recruit him?

In public and private matters, in terms of emotion and reason, Mo Lin would not let these guys live.

WTF!

Of course, Molin, who was used to being poor and was worried that he would be hungry in the future, would not ignore the stacks of bloody moving bounties in the tavern.

He is not as majestic as the protagonists in some novels who are rich and wealthy.

Therefore, after killing someone, Mo Lin felt at ease and asked the bartender to take someone to exchange for the bounty. As for himself.

He had just eaten and was nine-percent full. He didn't want to wait for the bounty to be exchanged in the disgusting smell of blood.

So he just slapped his butt and walked out of the bloody tavern.

After opening the door of the tavern and taking a breath of fresh air, Maureen felt like she had been reborn.

what!

At this time, Molin happened to notice that at the corner of a small alley in the distance, the little boy who had led him before was actually observing the place silently behind a broken box.

After seeing Molin come out, the little guy's eyes were full of surprise.

"Is this little guy worried about me?"

After laughing a bit.

Molin gently flicked the fine small revolver that came from the corpse of a smuggler in the tavern.

Immediately, this black, low-key, high-quality small revolver was thrown in front of the little boy from a long distance by Molin.

"Take it! This gun is just a gift to you. It's hard for you to wait here for so long."

Molin's lips moved slightly, and the words gathered into a line were transmitted to the little boy's ears by Molin alone.

The little boy hiding behind the broken box was suddenly startled by the sound coming from his ears.

When he saw Mo Lin waving and smiling at him, his heart almost jumped out of his chest before he put it back in place.

After taking a look at the pistol that Mo Lin skillfully threw in front of him, the little boy didn't say anything.

He directly grabbed a handful of "smelling" mud from the corner, touched his face like a big tabby cat, then pushed the revolver on the ground into his arms, and then ran into the alley next to him in a few steps. , disappeared.

"Little guy, he's quite clever."

After laughing, Mo Lin took out a cigarette from his arms and stood in the cold wind and started smoking silently.

······

Maureen didn't have to wait long.

Mo Lin had just finished smoking a cigarette when the door of the tavern opened again with a "squeak", and an old man with thinning hair and short stature walked out of the dim tavern.

Behind the old man, the bartender whom Mo Lin had just met stood respectfully.

The bartender, who looked at Molin in awe before, seemed to gain a lot of confidence standing behind the old man.

Although he didn't dare to look at Mo Lin yet, at least he didn't tremble anymore.

After seeing Mo Lin, the old man flashed a hint of surprise.

But it was quickly covered up.

After smiling at Mo Lin, the thin-haired old man pointed to the second floor of the tavern and said: "I am the owner of this tavern. I have sent people to count the prisoners with bounties in the tavern. I will calculate them later." Okay, tell us the final result. If you don’t mind, during this time, you can accompany me, an old guy, up for a sip of tea.”

After taking a deep look at the old man with thinning hair, Mo Lin suddenly laughed.

"Okay!"

With a slight leap, Molin jumped from the door of the first floor of the tavern to the balcony of the second floor.

Because we often have to cater to tall guests, the first floor of the tavern is six meters high.

But this height was nothing in the eyes of Molin or the tavern owner.

Not long after Maureen jumped onto the balcony, the tavern owner followed.

He took a step forward, opened the floor-to-ceiling window of the balcony and said, "Please!"

When Maureen walked into the room, the tavern owner closed the balcony again and closed the curtains.

The decoration on the second floor of this tavern was beyond Molin's expectation.

Different from the dark, dilapidated and period-like decoration on the first floor, the decoration in the rooms on the second floor of the pub has a low-key luxury feel.

The carpet woven with pure white winter island polar bear fur, the leather made of unknown animals, the leather sofa with soft and comfortable texture, and the fragrant log coffee table all highlight the extraordinaryness of this room.

After a few glances, Molin stepped on the snow-white fur carpet with her leather boots stained with blood, then found a medium-sized sofa and lay down on it comfortably.

After the tavern owner took a look at Molin, he took out a top-quality cigar from the cigar box on the coffee table, cut it open, and baked it on a velvet fire lit by vanilla.

After he felt that it was about the same, he handed the cigar to Molin and took out a special match, intending to light the cigar for Molin himself.

But Maureen did not take his cigar.

After holding it stiffly in the air for more than ten seconds, the tavern owner took the cigar back without embarrassment.

He smiled and asked: "Why, doesn't this cigar suit Governor Morin's taste?"

Mo Lin crossed her legs and said calmly: "The cigars are good, but I can't bear these cigars. Tell me, who are you?"

The first time she saw the tavern owner, Maureen felt something strange.

Although he disguised himself very well, through the sound of blood flowing in his body, Mo Lin discovered that the tavern owner in front of him was actually a hidden master of physical arts.

Ah!

He is a master of physical arts who has mastered the advanced skill of "Returning Life" to the Sixth Form of the Navy.

Over the years, there are some strong people who have practiced the Sixth Form of the Navy but defected from the Navy or the CP department.

But Mo Lin didn't believe that this random person he met was such a traitor.

What's more, if this person is really a traitor, after recognizing himself, he actually dares to invite himself upstairs alone, then his courage is really extraordinary.

Facing Mo Lin's question, the tavern owner said with a smile: "Governor Mo Lin is joking, I am just a tavern owner with a small fortune, what kind of hidden big shot is he? My name is Po'er, you call me Lao Po You can do that too.”

"Haha, I haven't seen many people who can practice returning life to this extent. A tavern owner with a small amount of money? Haha, I don't think a tavern owner with a small amount of money can practice returning life."

After pouting disdainfully, Mo Lin said: "Okay, I don't have time to care whether you are a spy of the CP, an undercover agent sent by the Navy, or some other messy identity. As long as you give me the money you should give me, Put a lot of them into my hands and I will leave immediately."

After Mo Lin pointed out the "return of life", a trace of embarrassment flashed across the face of the undercover agent who was sent by an unknown party.

However, after an awkward second or two, the physical arts master seemed to fall over.

He stuffed the cigar in his mouth into his mouth, lit it with a match, and started puffing away.

"Governor Molin can rest assured that the money matter will be handed over to Governor Molin in full later. Of course, I can also provide a deal. I don't know if Governor Molin is interested."

"Oh, tell me."

"To be honest, even the nearest naval base is quite far away from the 'Port Country' Farns. It will indeed take a lot of effort to redeem this bounty. Even if we collect it on your behalf, it will still cost a lot of money. A lot of time.”

After a pause and looking at the unmoved expression on Molin's face, the tavern owner continued:

"Of course, our Black Blood Tavern can also advance this money to Governor Morin first, but recently we happen to be in urgent need of a lot of cash, so I would like to ask Governor Morin if he is interested in using the bounty money from those guys downstairs. , in exchange for a devil fruit."

"Devil Fruit? You actually have a Devil Fruit here?"