Pirates: Building a Pirate Family.

Her laughter echoed throughout the room, as if she wanted to release all the joy.

"Congratulations, Mom!"

Smoothie bowed his head and congratulated.

But the moment she lowered her head, a hint of gloom flashed across her eyes.

What happened to Katakuri brother?

Don't you know what it means to capture Napoleon?

The Rockefeller Kingdom is not someone they can afford to offend!

Smoothie thought anxiously.

Kame Island.

Charlotte looked gloomy, thinking about how to help Napoleon out of trouble.

Charlotte sat on the beach chair and sighed.

Napoleon was captured by the BIGMOM Pirates, catching Charlotte off guard.

Charlotte didn't know what to do.

Go to the door?

That will only make things worse.

The world government will definitely not sit idly by and will definitely intervene.

Then we can only see what Charlotte Lingling means.

From what Charlotte Lingling said on the phone, it seemed that she had no intention of killing Napoleon.

Maybe she didn't want to offend herself either.

Then we can talk about everything.

At most it will cost some money.

Just consider it a lesson learned.

But you can't let other people know, otherwise there will definitely be chaos.

The first half of the Grand Route. On the second route.

A pirate ship was sailing quickly towards Cake Island.

The sea breeze blew, and the waves hit the hull, making a crisp sound.

In another two hours, the pirate ship will arrive at its destination - Cake Island.

And inside the cabin! A huge figure was tightly wrapped in rice cake, with only the head exposed.

After two days of slow recovery, the figure finally slowly opened his eyes.

"This...where is this?"

Napoleon's lips were so chapped that he struggled to move his throat and made a weak sound.

"This is on my ship!"

A deep and majestic voice came from the front.

Napoleon raised his head with an effort, and with blurry vision he saw a tall figure standing in front of him.

As he gradually regained consciousness, he recognized that the person in front of him was Katakuri.

"It's you!"

Napoleon's emotions suddenly became extremely agitated. He tried to move, but was surprised to find that his body was trapped tightly.

"asshole!"

Napoleon cursed and struggled desperately.

"Don't waste your energy. You can't possibly break free. Just give up!"

Katakuri sat leisurely in front of Napoleon, looking at him coldly.

"Let me go, let's fight again if you have the guts!"

Napoleon's eyes turned red, and he stared at Katakuri with anger and unwillingness.

"Another fight? Do you want to taste my fist again?"

Katakuri raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of sarcasm.

"Try again if you can. I didn't use my full strength before!"

Napoleon shouted sharply.

At this moment, he clearly felt that he was in the sea. As long as he could return to the sea, he was confident that he could escape even if facing ten Katakuri.

"hehe!"

Katakuri shook his head slightly and sneered.

"I originally thought that as the grandson of Rockefeller Charlotte, you would be more rational and mature, but I didn't expect you to be so naive!"

Katakuri expressed his contempt and disdain for Napoleon without any concealment.

Napoleon continued to struggle frantically, but the burning pain in his chest was too much for him to ignore.

Without the nourishment of sea water, his strength was greatly reduced, and even his own recovery ability was greatly restricted.

"asshole!"

Napoleon was furious.

Katakuri watched Napoleon struggle quietly, as if he was watching a clown show.

After struggling for a while, his body didn't move at all, but Napoleon's strength was almost exhausted.

Napoleon himself was injured, so how could he withstand such a violent action?

After a while, it stopped.

"Not moving! No strength left?"

Katakuri had a scornful smile on his face. He had picked up a glass of red wine and took a sip leisurely, looking at Napoleon with a teasing look.

Napoleon pursed his cracked lips and said in a low voice: "Is there any water?"

There was a hint of fatigue in his eyes, but more of it was determination and indomitable spirit.

Katakuri was slightly stunned when he heard this question. He looked at the man in front of him who was gradually regaining his composure.

After a moment, he picked up a cup and held it to Napoleon's lips.

Napoleon drank it in big gulps without hesitation. The cool liquid flowed down his throat, and he immediately felt a warmth spread throughout his body, as if he had regained some strength.

However, the water in the cup was soon finished, and Napoleon licked his lips with satisfaction, his eyes fell on Katakuri again.

"Where are you taking me?"

Napoleon asked calmly, his eyes flickering with vigilance and confusion.

At this moment, he had realized that his situation was not optimistic, but he still maintained a calm demeanor.

"Cake Island, Mommy wants to see you!"

Katakuri put down the cup and said in a serious tone.

Hearing this, Napoleon's face instantly turned gloomy.

"Charlotte Lingling?"

An ominous feeling welled up in my heart.

Seeing Napoleon's gloomy expression, Katakuri smiled slightly, as if he could see through his thoughts.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you!"

Katakuri consoled.

However, Napoleon did not let his guard down because he was well aware of the relationship between Charlotte Ringling and the Rockefeller family.

Napoleon fell silent, thinking about how to deal with the next situation.

Katakuri also remained silent, waiting for Napoleon's response.

Both sides fell into silence and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

After a moment, Katakuri broke the silence.

"How is your aunt?"

He raised his head, gently shaking the wine glass in his hand to block his face, and asked casually.

"Auntie?"

Napoleon couldn't help but feel confused when he heard this.

He didn't understand why Katakuri suddenly asked about his aunt at this time.

"Not sure, she seldom comes home, she's usually at sea!"

Napoleon answered truthfully.

Katakuri nodded in understanding.

"Sure enough, she is still the same as before!"

He muttered to himself, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

Then, his eyes gradually became blurred, as if he was lost in memories.

That heroic figure was deeply imprinted in Katakuri's mind.

Napoleon looked at Katakuri.

"You don't like my aunt, do you?"

Napoleon asked tentatively, a hint of a smile on his face.

Hearing this, Katakuri almost choked and spat out a mouthful of wine.

"Puch!"

He coughed awkwardly a few times and his face turned red.

Seeing this, Napoleon couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be so shy!"

He teased. Katakuri glared at him and said nothing.