The Worst Fruit Among Pirates

Hope Harbor,

It doesn't matter what this city was called in the past, because the past history has turned into dust with the Vinsmoke family's strategy.

This place is now called 'Hope Harbor', which directly expresses the wishes of the people living here.

"Here, today's reward."

Although food is temporarily under a 'rationing' system, the revolutionary army will still distribute a certain amount of beli to the workers.

You can either buy some daily necessities such as cloth and coal, or you can choose to drink a glass of low-quality beer to relieve the fatigue of the day.

"Foreman Malik, let's go have a drink together?"

After taking a few Baileys, the shy workers with thick arms and legs extended an invitation to their managers, but the burly foreman just smiled and shook his head.

"No, I have something to do."

"You go and drink. Just don't delay going to work tomorrow."

The invited worker wanted to say something, but other workers nearby grabbed him by the neck and dragged him away.

"Let's go, let's go!"

"Don't you know that the foreman likes Philippa from the 'Fire Tavern'?"

"He knows nothing. He only escaped to us for a few days..."

As a group of workers hanging around went to the Pig and Whistle Tavern for a drink, the foreman who had carefully checked today's project also put away his notebook and walked towards the Flame Tavern.

The Flame Tavern is an industry owned by the 'Fire Chamber of Commerce'.

The leader of their chamber of commerce was lucky enough to survive the Beihai Rebellion a year ago, and took the opportunity to expand a lot of territory. Even a city like Port of Hope, which was being rebuilt, had its own tavern.

Of course, it is different from the 'Pig and Whistle' which only has a few barrels of low-quality beer and a small and dark space.

The Blaze Tavern looked much more majestic. There were clear circles of growth rings on the brand-new oak floor, and white candles were lit around them, burning on solid wood candlesticks covered with white tin.

Both the seats and the floor were covered with a layer of dark red fabric, which made the sturdy foreman who entered the door subconsciously pat the sawdust on his canvas trousers.

"Haha, Malik, are you here to see Philippa again?"

Sitting in the hall were several businessmen traveling between several nearby cities. They were all businessmen with considerable assets. ——Of course, they don’t dare to do things like driving up prices.

Anyone who dares to do this will have their lights on.

"Ahem, good evening, gentlemen~~"

The strong foreman bent down and saluted, his clumsiness was like a bear dancing, making several businessmen in the hall laugh again.

"Malik,"

When the tavern was filled with a cheerful atmosphere, a girl with an apron on her chest came out from behind.

"Why are you running here again?"

The girl has wavy pink female-colored hair and her cheeks are dotted with freckles. She cannot be said to be beautiful, but she is better than young.Seeing the burly foreman squirming at the door, he waved helplessly.

"Since you're here, help me peel the potatoes."

Although the girl's tone was full of impatience, joy appeared on the face of the foreman who didn't know where to put his hands and feet. He immediately followed the girl to the kitchen while beating his chest loudly.

"I'm the best at peeling potatoes! When I was in my hometown..."

"This poor man,"

Several businessmen in the hall couldn't help but shake their heads. They could naturally see that the girl was just using Malik as free labor, but the simple-minded big guy was happy with it.

"Love is blind. Lovers don't see the stupid things they do."

Someone else read out a famous poem while shaking his head. Amidst the compliments from others, the topic soon turned to the hometown of the poet.

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The chef of the Blazing Tavern,

The muscular foreman known as the 'dog licker' by many businessmen in the hall stood proudly, but his 'goddess' tavern waiter stood beside him with a respectful expression.

"Sir Greg, all five CP9 agents are in place, waiting for your instructions."

In the small kitchen: sitting cross-legged on the chopping board, hanging with one hand in front of the kitchen wall, standing upside down on the ceiling... six people of different shapes were crammed into it.

"Target No. 2, the Don Quixote brothers, have been in contact with Target No. 1. Do you want to take action now?"

Facing the questioning of the ignorant and fearless CP9 members, the burly foreman, who was called 'Greg' by the girl disguised as a waiter, glanced around.

"Grandma Nuchishan, where is your commander Spangdyne?"

For such a big event, almost all CP9 members of this generation were dispatched, but Spangdyne, the commander of CP9, was not present?

"Uh... Sir, he was not acclimatized, so he turned back to Judiciary Island halfway."

The girl with long pink hair, whose real name is "Nakitori Yamalaoko", reluctantly reported to the legendary CP0 in front of her.The virtues of my parents include grabbing merits, escaping when in trouble, licking the dragons, and getting sick when in danger...

Also a top quality.

However, they have gained the trust of the top leaders of the World Government, and their status is far beyond what agents like them who only know how to "fight and kill" can compare with.

"Acclimatized?!"

Even though he was a well-informed CP0, Greg was shocked by Spangdyne's shamelessness, and then he thought:

Old fox!

What they need to face this time is the navy's rebellious 'Monkey D. Dragon' who is about to be promoted to admiral.Even the captain in CP0 was not sure whether he could win or not.

Even if he wins the fight, if he bumps into the hands of Monkey D. Garp in the future, he may beat him up... or even kill him directly!

There are also those two 'Don Quixote'... Although they are Celestial Dragons who have been 'removed', they are Celestial Dragons.The fate of these 'slaves' who dare to attack their masters will never be pleasant.

Even if it's just the 'former' owner!

What's more, there are many 'Don Quixote' in the Holy Land. If those Celestial Dragons pursue them, those who do it will definitely die, and they will die miserably.

With this in mind, CP0 captain Greg, who was disguised as a sturdy foreman, set his sights on the members of 'CP9' in front of him.

Maybe it's a good thing that Spangdyne isn't around.

Let these unknowing guys bear the crime of harming the 'Descendants of God'!

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The next day, the dock.

"Are you leaving so soon?"

Terry Kildeo, who was wearing a bear helmet, looked at Dover, who was wearing a pink feather coat, and Rossi, who was wearing a black feather coat, and smashed the dead leaf cigarette in his mouth.

"Although I am not a 'comrade', I would like to thank you again for your assistance."

Without the continuous supplies of materials from the Don Quixote family, the reconstruction of the city would not have been so smooth.Both emotionally and logically, Kildeo was grateful to the other party.

"You're welcome, you deserve it."

If Rossi was to be like the man in front of him, who was powerful but willing to be poor and willing to serve the people, Rossi couldn't do it, but it didn't stop him from respecting such a person.

"Let's go, Rosie."

But Dover has no feelings about any of this. His greatest wish is to pull the Celestial Dragons from the Holy Land off the altar.

"Brother Dover, brother Rosie~~"

On the side of the merchant ship, Gladius waved to the two of them.

Although he is only six years old, after a year of training, a dozen big men are no match for him.

If artillery is used, one person can send a boatload of pirates to the bottom of the sea to feed the fish.

"Let's go back quickly. We're almost going to vomit after eating the bread on the ship."

"What does this mean? We didn't even have bread to eat."

Patting Gladius's hedgehog hair, Rossi looked up at a fat sailor on the deck.

"Raise sail, pull anchor, let's go home-"

"Oh,"

The honest, fat sailor nodded and pulled the cable forcefully, while other sailors on the ship also moved, allowing the giant merchant ship to slowly withdraw from the port.

As for the pirate ship harvested halfway, it was given to the city as a means of transportation.

The sea breeze was strong, and the sails on the three masts were filled with wind and swollen, strongly pushing the merchant ship to sail forward at high speed through the wind and waves in the sea.

Compared to how slow it was when it started, the speed now is much faster.

As a city that is still being rebuilt, Port of Hope has no goods that can be sold, so Rossi and others sailed empty on their return trip!

In the eyes of most maritime merchants, this is a painful waste, so they will not come to Hope Port to do business.

The merchant ship was undulating and speeding in the wind and waves. This kind of turbulence was enough to make ordinary people who were not familiar with the ocean vomit. Even the sailors hired by the Don Quixote family looked unhappy.

Only powerful people like Rossi and Dover could stroll around. Gladius, who was leaning next to the fort, was still talking about eating:

"Although my sister is also good at cooking, Aunt Qiao La's cooking skills are the best in the family."

"I really want to go home quickly, or maybe have some enemies~~"

"Oh, then you have to make your wish come true."

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Gladius glanced at the sailor next to him who answered the conversation, and frowned in displeasure.

"What do you mean?"

"What he means is that you are going to die on this sea."

Another sailor next to him suddenly put down his work and stood up, stretched out his hand and tore it into his face.

tearing,

His face was torn off abruptly, revealing another unfamiliar face underneath.

? !

"enemy--"

He stood up and instantly pulled out a flintlock gun from his waist. Gladius raised it and pulled the trigger without thinking.

boom!

In the sound of a gunshot, lead bullets were inserted into the eyebrows of this man who had "teared off" his face, fully demonstrating Gladius's talent in shooting.

"Tsk, kid."

"If I hadn't kept the 'iron block', I almost would have suffered a loss."

Ding,

In the man's unhappy voice, the lead bullet that hit the shape of a small round pancake fell, revealing the man's unscathed forehead.

tearing,

"Wearing this thing is so troublesome,"

Another sailor also tore off her 'face', revealing long pink wavy hair. It's not clear how she stuffed her hair into the hood.

"Hurry up and get rid of these guys, and then go back to help the three adults from CP0 surround and kill the 'former vice-admiral'."

As the five sailors tore off their disguises, an icy murderous aura spread across the deck.

"I'm sorry, Don Quixote Doflamingo, Don Quixote Rosinande."

The leading man took a step forward, facing the 'surprised' Dover and Rossi, and made a cold announcement.

"This is the end of your journey!"

This world is so powerful that most people's behavior pattern is: find the enemy-kill the enemy-the mission is completed.

In addition, strong people are basically "blood cows", and frontal confrontation is the habit of most people.

Even CP9, known as the assassination agency, is the same. Killing all enemies is their 'assassination' habit.

"is it?"

Rossi, who was "surprised" before, rubbed his face.

"I didn't expect you to jump out on your own so quickly, so let's get started."

? !

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Hope Harbor,

In the tallest rock building in the center of the city, Monkey D. Long was carefully reviewing the document in his hand, completely unaware of the sudden appearance of a man in a white suit and mask behind him.

"Finger Spear·Red Lotus Boom!"

In the eyes of passers-by on the street outside, this rock building suddenly 'bulged', and then countless pieces of earth and rubble that were almost molten under the strong impact suddenly erupted.

Countless molten rocks roared out in all directions like cannonballs, like heavy artillery bombing!

The entire building disappeared, and a ten-meter-wide, unfathomable pit appeared in its place!

At the edge of the pothole, the masked man in a white suit exclaimed in disbelief.

"Damn it, it's a puppet!"