The most wanted criminal in the pirate world

After bringing Abel out of the woods on the west side of the island, Ian and him checked into the hotel.

Now that he is no longer alone, he cannot just casually get on a merchant ship, so the top priority is to get a sea ship of his own.

This matter was easy to handle. Ian handed it over directly to the mayor. He was a local snake, and Ian was ready to make good use of the waste.

In the face of a life-and-death crisis, the energy that human beings unleash is boundless. The mayor rarely leaves early and comes home late. Within two days, he has all the ships and supplies ready.

Although the ship is not big, it is fully equipped and can meet the daily needs of more than ten people.

Seeing that the mayor was so attentive, Ian didn't make things difficult for him anymore and waved his hand to let him go.

The sun was setting, and seeing that the appointed time had arrived, but Olbia still didn't show up, Ian decided to wait for another five minutes. If he still didn't come, then forget it.

"Tap tap! tap tap!"

The sound of messy footsteps suddenly sounded, and a group of people in suits and ties holding typewriters rushed out of the town. After a while, they arrived at the dock.

As one of the leaders gave an order, rows of dark guns were pointed at Ian.

Ian stood quietly on the dock and watched this scene with great interest.

He did not choose to take action immediately, not only because the person in front of him did not pose any threat to him, but also because he wanted to know who was so anxious to come here to die.

Ian was trying to play cat and mouse, but those people obviously didn't want to waste any more words with him.

As one of the leaders gave the order again, a scurrying fire snake erupted from the muzzle of the gun, and bullets struck Ian like raindrops.

If nothing unexpected happens, Ian will be shot into a sieve in the next moment. Unfortunately, all this is just an illusion.

"Iron block!"

The muscles all over Ian's body suddenly tightened and became as solid as a rock. When those bullets hit them, they could only make a clanging sound.

At this moment, a loud cry suddenly sounded, and a Pteranodon swooped down, with blazing flames burning behind it, and fired dense fire bombs towards the crowd in mid-air.

The sudden change was too shocking. These bumpkins from the West China Sea had never seen such a scene before. They were just about to flee, but the fire bombs hit them first. In an instant, they were plunged into a sea of ​​fire.

Although the sea water was right in front of them, their muscles were twitching due to the burning and they could only stay where they were and turn into ashes.

The little leader who was responsible for giving the order was lucky. At the critical moment, Ian rescued him, thus avoiding the fate of being burned alive.

There was a click, and before he could ask any questions, Ian suddenly stepped out and crushed one of the little boss's legs directly. The little boss rolled on the ground in pain and screamed.

"Who are you? Why do you want to kill me?" Ian asked coldly.

I have to say that Ian's head start was really effective. After losing one foot, the little boss was deeply afraid that Ian would do something to his other foot, so he quickly replied:

"We are members of the Thatcher family, and it was Kester who asked us to kill you. It is all his fault!

Please, please let me go, I promise that the Thatcher family will not trouble you again in the future. "

"Tsk, tsk! Kester? How can a nerd like him hire you mafias? It seems like you still have something to hide from me."

Ian narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the little boss with an unkind expression. If the little boss couldn't give him a satisfactory answer, he wouldn't mind destroying the other foot of the little boss.

"I...I didn't. One day ago, he found us and took out a photo of the Devil Fruit, claiming that as long as we kill you, he will give us the Devil Fruit."

"Devil Fruit? He is willing to give it up. Last question, where is he now?"

"He is waiting for news from me at Olbia's house."

After saying that, the little boss looked at Ian expectantly. With his cooperation and the reputation of the Thatcher family, he did not believe that the person in front of him would not let him go.

Unfortunately, he thought too much, and as soon as he finished speaking, Ian stabbed his forehead directly with a finger gun.

In a villa in O'Hara, Olbia was tied to a chair behind her back.

Until now, she still couldn't believe that the gentle and elegant Kester would actually do this. Not only did he tie her up, he even invited the mafia to kill Ian.

"Damn it! Damn it! I like you so much, but why do you reject me?"

Scratching his hair manically, Kester kept pacing back and forth in front of Olbia.

"Kester, please calm down. I only have archeology in my mind and I have no plans to start a family yet."

If it was just to breed the next generation, she wouldn't mind marrying Kester, her childhood sweetheart, but she was not ready yet and simply could not bear the responsibility of a family.

"Haha! What bullshit archeology! I think you want to sleep and fly with that wild man, but it doesn't matter. After today, you will never see him again." Kester sneered.

"Kester! Those mafias can't be his opponents. Let me go quickly. Only I can stop him, otherwise you will die."

Olbia's words made Kester's eyes light up.

"I knew you cared about me, Olbia. Let's have a baby. I've already thought about the baby's name. The boy will be called Robinson, and the girl will be called Robin. How about that?"

Kester's strange mind made Olbia speechless. She was about to refute, but there was a burst of applause.

"Robin is a great name! I believe Olbia will have such a lovely daughter."

I don't know when, there was suddenly a person in the hall, it was Ian who sneaked in secretly.

Kester was really shocked by Ian's appearance. Having been kicked by Ian, he knew very well how powerful Ian was.

"You...you don't come here!"

Kester quickly pulled out a dagger, warned Ian, and retreated toward the door tremblingly.

"No! Ian, I beg you to let him go."

Let him go?

How can it be! Ian is still thinking about the devil fruit.

"shave!"

"Finger gun!"

Without any suspense, Kester's knife-wielding wrist was instantly pierced by Ian. Before he could scream, his head was stepped on by Ian.

"Where did you hide that devil fruit? If you hand it over, I might consider sparing your life."

Seeing Olbia's bound appearance, Ian was already filled with desire. He didn't have any thoughts to waste on Kester, so he asked directly.