One Piece: Transform into the Eight Great Demons.

"As a king of Qiwuhai, I naturally have acquaintances around the world."

"Correct."

"At the same time, I am also a pirate."

"Yep."

"And don't forget, who am I? Hehehe..."

"Yes yes yes yes."

"..."

Forget it.

Crocodile only felt angry, so he simply ignored the primitive man.

He waved his hand and said gloomily: "Follow me to the tavern where we will meet."

Crockedal's trip showed the positiveness of the naked eye.

No wonder.

After all, the [Ancient Weapon] clues that have been pursuing for a long time are close to your eyes, and the reliability of this intelligence is great!

"After all, you are not from the underground world, so I am responsible for obtaining information this time."

Crocodile carefully arranged:

"Uta tries to listen to the truth or falsehood of the intelligence. Robin is alert to the surroundings. Primitive Man, you... don't talk nonsense."

"..."

The crowd did not respond.

Crocodile had no choice but to throw out a stack of operational funds, and only then did he get nods from the three of them.

"no problem!"

"Ok."

"I try my best."

"..."

Forget it.

After all this time, Crocodile has also learned to "relax".

……

The four turned around and continued along the map.

Along the way, the depression of the Seven Waters City came into view, becoming more and more dazzling.

The waterways that were once clear and smooth are now covered with garbage and sludge, and no one has cleaned them for a long time.

The magical creature "Blue" who is active among them also lives in the sewer, losing its former vitality.

After seeing the four strange figures such as Avin Lindsi, they even saw the four strange figures such as Aiwen Lindsi.

"Hey, guest, are you here to buy a boat?"

“My boat is the best!”

"Guest, do you need a boatman? My level is world -class!"

"Look at me here!"

"..."

What looks like a warm solicitation actually reveals a feeling of grasping at straws.

Not long after, conflicts broke out among the people who gathered around.

"You, this guy, are still trying to steal business from me?"

"asshole……"

"Damn it, just show off if you're brave enough!"

"..."

The disorderly fight at the joint started, but actually it had nothing to do with competing for customers, it was just for venting.

Seeing the four, he left quickly and left quickly, and he got into the dilapidated tavern in the corner of the street.

jingle!

The bell rang, and a few people in the shabby tavern turned to look, and quickly lost interest.

"..."

Crockedal looked around and discovered the goal of this trip, so he turned his head to the other three.

"This way."

They came to a middle-aged man.

He was unshaven, wearing a tattered old suit, with a half-broken mask on his face, and he had just drank half a bottle of strong liquor.

When he noticed someone approaching, the middle-aged man waved his hand casually and said perfunctorily:

"Guys, if you think the people outside are noisy, I recommend you go to the garbage dump and find Tom's Studio."

"In today's Seven Rivers Capital, those are one of the few shipyards operating normally."

"..."

After saying that, the middle-aged man was planning to continue drinking, but Crocodile sat next to him.

"you--"

The middle -aged man used the wine and just wanted to attack, but turned his head to see the elemental arm.

The surging gravel appeared all around, making the middle-aged man instantly aware.

"[Sand Crocodile]?!"

The very quiet sigh showed that Crocodile had indeed found the right person.

"Hehehehe, you're fine."

"Cut, this time is different!"

The middle-aged man took another sip of wine and complained:

"Under the dual threat of pirates and tsunami, the situation of the seven water capital is getting worse, even illegal trading is affected!"

"People in the underground world are not here, what can I do if I am a intelligence dealer?"

"If I hadn't lived here since childhood, I would have moved away long ago!"

"..."

After complaining fiercely about the current situation, the information dealer turned his attention back and looked at Crocodile.

"Speaking of which, [Sand Crocodile], are the weapons you bought before useful?"

"It's on hold for now."

Crocodile puffed on his cigar and smiled gloomily: "I have a better chance now."

"Oh?"

The information dealer turned around and saw a young man and two young men next to him.

The latter two are obviously children, and it is often a common.

The information dealer couldn't help but joked: "When did the feared [Sand Crocodile] start working as a nanny?"

"Hehehe..."

Hearing this, Crocodile couldn't help but grin.

One is the [Son of the Devil] who has escaped the government's pursuit countless times; the other is the [Red-haired] daughter who has initially mastered Totemjika.

Do these two need to be taken care of? Absolutely funny!

"Believe me, no one who can survive on this sea will be simple - even a child."

Crocodile muttered a few casual words, then changed the subject and said gloomily:

"I'm here to buy some news about the shipwright in the Capital of Seven Waters."

"[Sand Crocodile], don't you know?"

Intelligence traffickers heard their words, and their expressions said wrong: "The current seven water capitals are extremely dilapidated, and there is no value to collect information at all!"

Crocodile raised his eyebrows, "You mean no?"

Intelligence traffickers laughed: "Yes, you have to add money."

"..."

Crocodile narrowed his eyes.

Although they have cooperated with each other many times, the other party comes from the underground world after all and is an extremely difficult person to deal with.

If you want to get information from the other party, you will have to go through a long process of bargaining.

"call……"

Crocodile took a deep breath and said:

"I think--

At this point, he suddenly paused.

Because he watched helplessly, a big hand pinched the intelligence dealer's head, and then squeezed it slightly harder.

[Devil]'s head faintly moved over from the side.

"You have ten seconds to recall the information you know and then speak."

"..."

Seeing this scene, Crocodile sighed softly.

It is indeed a very primitive style!

However, this "simple and crude" approach is not suitable for people in the underground world.

They are all people who want profit rather than life. They are just threats, and there is no way they can do anything about it!

hehehe...

Crocodile did not stop him.

It is rare to make the primitive people eat, and he naturally enjoyed watching!

Ten seconds later—

boom!

Lindsay grabbed the intelligence dealer's head and slammed it against the bar in front of him, making a big hole in it.

"It hurts..."

The information dealer even shed tears, but his head was still held by Lindsay.

"The second ten seconds begins."

"..."

The information dealer remained silent.

Seeing this, Crocodile simply sneered: "Give up, it's useless -

"I said it!"

The intelligence dealer suddenly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

Crocodile: "..."

Crocodile: "?"

He looked at the information dealer with a puzzled face, only to find that the other person was looking at him apologetically.

"Man Crocodile, times have changed!"

The information dealer explained helplessly: "Eating is the most important thing now. No one cares about the rules and ethics of the underground world!"

Crocodile: "..."

Lindsay patted the intelligence dealer's head gently and further explained: "Now is the era of 'clean and tidy'!"

The information dealer was afraid that his head would be crushed, so he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes!"

Crocodile: "..."

Forget it.

Crocodile was relieved.

As long as the result is achieved, he doesn't care about the process.

This is the mentality of a qualified pirate!

——Krokdal comforted himself.

As a result, intelligence vendors talked about the price with the two, and began to talk about information about "shipmers".

"Do you still remember the 'Tom Studio' that I mentioned when we first met?"

"If there is anything related to the 'shipmaker' in the nearest city of seven waters, perhaps it is that one."

The information dealer said slowly:

"The dream-like concept proposed by Tom the Fishman, General Manager of Tom Studio - Sea Train;"

"And the core that drives the sea train is rumored to be based on the [ancient weapon] Pluto's super machine - the train engine!"

"..."

……

Hearing the words, Lindsi was in contemplation.

Needless to say the former.

In Lindsay's memory, that is the key to saving the entire Seven Waters City in the near future;

And the latter—

Train engine?

Lindsay tilted her head.

what is that?