The Pirate: I Have a Traveling Frog

night.

White came to the house where the slave auction house was located alone.

The roof of the slave auction venue is made of straw and tiles, and underneath the triangular straw is a circular building composed of some tiles.

There is a sign on the door that says HUMAN.

Seeing the entrance where people were coming and going, White did not go in directly. Instead, he went around to the back of the house and climbed onto the roof. He sensed it and found a vent.

I have to say that this body is indeed a bit bulky now.Compared with when he was in the Holy Land, his movements are slightly slower now.

But it didn't have much impact. Now that his knowledge had reached a certain level, it was more than enough to avoid the guards at the slave farm.

White entered the vent, shielding his body from the shadow cast by the light from being seen by those below.He climbed right up to the ceiling.He lowered his figure.

Where the hell is Marine Six?

He closed his eyes and placed his perception on the auction hall, sensing the objects here.

The scene in front of me, crowds of people were arriving one after another, and the auction hadn't started yet.

The auctioneer is an old man. He is quietly waiting for the arrival of wealthy businessmen and nobles.

Sensing scanned the place back and forth, he did not find the book of Marine Six. In the background were some humans with slave chains.

Some items are just precious gems and the like.

White frowned, Xia Qi shouldn't be aimless.

If it’s not here, is it behind?

He extended his perception to the inside of the venue.

kindness?

There was a familiar atmosphere in the place where the slaves were kept, and his perception moved towards the familiar atmosphere.

This is a place where slaves are kept, and the slaves here are obviously not people involved in this auction.

The slaves here are obviously much more precious. There are some good-looking women, small giants, and unruly pirate leaders.

That is?

Rob Lucci?

Although he looked a little different now, White still recognized him.

The long hair that was shawl before turned into short curly hair, as if it had been permed.

White was a little confused as to why he was here?Could it be said to be a secret mission of CP9?

However, Lu Qi's current condition seems to be that he has been seriously injured, which does not look like he is performing a mission.

White didn't understand what was going on.

Could it be that he was the Sixth Naval Style that Xia Qi mentioned?

He couldn't help but think of the somewhat sinister Xia Qi, it was really possible.

After hesitating on the roof for a while, White decided to meet Lu Qi.

White climbed into the slave cell, and Lucci, who had been trained strictly, sensed White's arrival.

He looked up at the ceiling outside the cell.I saw White, but he didn't say anything, but just sat there like a normal person.

White felt his eyes, jumped down, and quickly dealt with the two guards who were dozing.

He made a booing gesture to the slaves, but they didn't say anything.

White gently closed the wooden door leading to the outside and fumbled for several keys on the guard.

Taking the key, he walked up to Lu Qi.Watching the bone-deep scars on his chest getting thicker.

I have to admire his tenacity in life, and at the same time I am even more convinced that he is not on a mission.

"Long time no see Lucci."

Lu Qi was a little desperate.He thought White was a person sent by the government to silence him.

He closed his eyes and said nothing as if he accepted the reality.

White looked at Lu Qi who was silent and spoke again:

"Are you mute? Is it the aftermath of being bombed last time?"

This voice was somewhat familiar, "Are you White?"

White replied weakly: "Yes."

Lu Qi thought of his experience in the Holy Land, but he said calmly without anger: "Why are you here? Are you here to kill me?"

White said bluntly: "Someone said there is a Navy Six here, so I came to take a look."

"Do you want to learn the Sixth Form of the Navy?" Lu Qi figured out White's purpose. "I know the Sixth Form of the Navy. If you want me to go out, I can leave it to you."

When the slaves heard this, they all said: "Get me out. Save us..."

White growled irritably:

"Shut up, I'll interrupt my chat, and I'll kill you all in a minute."

This was the way he had learned to speak to these people in the Holy Land.

The slaves shut their mouths in fear. They had seen how White had dealt with these guards before.

Seeing that they were silent, White said to Lu Qi: "Teach me the Sixth Marine Style first, and then I will consider rescuing you."

Lu Qi was silent. He knew very well that he had no room for bargaining now.

After a few minutes, Lu Qi whispered: "You must save me."

White looked at him without saying anything.

Reluctantly, Lu Qi whispered to White the training method of the Sixth Form of the Navy.

But these methods were similar to what White had in mind. Obviously Lu Qi didn't lie to him.

He said doubtfully:

"How to practice returning life?"

Lu Qi was a little surprised that White would know about the advanced life return of Marine Six.

"When your paper drawing reaches a certain level, you will be able to master the technique of returning life."

With this master of the Sixth Marine Style here, White quickly asked questions about his own practice.

"Actually, I have practiced the Sixth Form of the Navy, but I have never mastered paper painting."

"You know those tricks."

"I know how to shave, Lanjie, Yuebu, finger and gun."

Lu Qi was shocked again. In the Holy Land, White obviously didn't know the Sixth Form of the Navy, and he learned it in just three months.

If White knew what he was thinking, he would definitely complain, and there would be something even more evil. In the future, Kerby learned these tricks in a few months from a kid who didn't know anything.

After all, I have a foundation of strength. What’s so great about learning this in 3 months?

Lu Qi said, "Save me out first, and then I'll tell you."

Again?

"Then I'm leaving. Goodbye to you."

Lu Qi, a paralyzed man, had a rare look of panic on his face.He quickly said:

"If you want to practice paper painting, you must first practice iron blocks."

White, who instinctively resisted being hit with an iron block, turned his head and asked:

"why?"

"Paper painting is a technique that requires extremely high muscle control. Otherwise, even if you can sense the airflow generated by the enemy's blow, you will not be able to control your body to avoid it. Iron blocks are the best way to train muscle control."

This answer solved White's long-standing doubts, but he still said:

"Is it okay if you don't practice iron?"

Lu Qi didn't know why White was unwilling to practice iron and said:

"We all train step by step."

"That's right?"

"kindness."

"I'm leaving."

White walked away without remembering anything.

Lu Qi, who felt that he had been tricked again and again by White, roared regardless of the sound:

"You bastard. You liar. You fat ass."

At this time, White's body was shocked.Ignoring the sounds of the slaves around me, I turned back.

Open Lucci's cage.

White smiled calmly and said, "What did you just say?"

Didn't wait for a response.

The technique of doubling.

iron block.

armed color.

There was a sound of punching and kicking.

For a long time, Lu Qi's scream was not heard, and White felt that his anger could not dissipate.

He said, "Can you scream?"

"..."

"I'll let you out after you call me."

"what."