The pirates sat and forgot, and they really believed the nine truths and one lie.

A bounty hunter that Kanjuro had never seen before suddenly appeared in front of him. Although he seemed calm, he was secretly full of doubts. How did the other party find him? Was there a trick?

"I don't know what you are talking about. If the person you are talking about is not me, get out of here now." Kanjuro put one hand on the hilt of the knife, ready to kill and chop off the head of the bounty hunter opposite him at any time.

Fushiguro Shigeji came for Kanjuro's bounty. As a bounty hunter with no moral bottom line, he can kill anyone as long as the money is enough, no matter whether the other party is a good person or a bad person, he will find a way to kill the target of the mission.

The bounty on Kanjuro in the underworld is fully funded by the Whitebeard Pirates. If he is brought back alive, the bounty will be as high as 1 billion berries, but if he is dead, the bounty will only be 100 million berries.

Edward Newgate wanted to pry open Kanjuro's mouth to confirm whether he was involved in the murder of Kozuki Momonosuke. Kitsune Kin'emon had become an irrational corpse, and he was the biggest suspect.

Whitebeard doesn't care who is innocent and who is not. He only cares about right and wrong, not the reason. He just wants to find out who killed Oden's son and use the murderer's head as a blood sacrifice to his adopted son and brother.

"Did you kill Kozuki Momonosuke?"

There was no point in talking unless the bounty hunter was on the same page. Since the bounty hunter was determined to get himself killed, Kanjuro immediately drew out his sword and chopped at the bounty hunter's head, hoping to make a sneak attack and chop off Fushiguro Shige's head.

"It seems that I hit you in the heart, and you're a little frustrated," Fushiguro Shiro remained calm and used his neck to block Tsuji Shimei's sharp blade. The painted sword that Kanjuro was so proud of couldn't cut through the bounty hunter's neck, and couldn't even scratch the skin.

Suddenly a fight broke out in the pub. The other drunks sobered up immediately, hurriedly picked up their belongings, and fled the pub without paying the bill, for fear of being involved in the incident.

The pub owner was cursing at the front desk, scolding the drunkards for running away without paying, leaving only one table of customers. The other side was in a tense situation, and the small shop could not afford it if a fight really broke out.

Relying on her good looks, she was ready to step forward and persuade the two gentlemen to be kind and not fight in the tavern, saying that there were plenty of open spaces outside where they could fight freely.

Kanjuro knew that he had met a tough guy this time. The opponent could withstand the damage of the sword without using the armament Haki. He had thick skin and flesh. If the opponent got close to him, the samurai doubted that he had any chance of winning.

"Then let's meet next time." Kanjuro shook his sleeves and released the ink cloud he had prepared in advance. Then the whole body of the leather suit was dyed black, and the interior of the tavern was instantly shrouded in dark clouds.

The black clouds drawn by Kanjuro were exactly the same as the dark clouds in real natural conditions, blocking the field of vision and reducing visibility to less than one meter. He took the opportunity to disappear in the tavern, leaving only a painted skin on the chair.

Sitting on the painted bird, Kanjuro kept muttering about his bad luck. He didn't expect that not long after he arrived on the island, he was targeted by a bounty hunter of unknown origin. How was he exposed?

There are many unanswered questions in his mind. Kanjuro knows that he cannot stay on this island any longer. He does not know how long Mo Yun can hold him back. He can only let the painted bird fly as fast as possible and as far as it can.

When the time comes, I will sneak into the port, put on a new skin, and take advantage of the chaotic crowd to board a ship to the next island. After all, there are only a few ships returning to Wano Country, so I have to plan carefully if I want to return to my master.

"That damn brat Momonosuke, I've let him off easy by blowing him to death, he should be fryed in oil like his stupid dad", Kanjuro cursed Kozuki and his son. All the sufferings of the Kurozumi clan were related to Kozuki, if the Kozuki clan was not wiped out completely, the Kurozumi clan would never be able to turn the tables and become the masters.

"Admit that you killed him, then things will be easy," Fushiguro Jiner walked out of the tavern slowly, looking at the mission target flying far away, without any urgency on his face.

A bloated and weird reptile appeared beside Fushiguro Shige'er's body. It was a little demon named Ugly that he subdued with his fists. The demon's fighting ability was very poor, but it had a special ability: there was a huge different-dimensional space inside its body.

Weapons and daily supplies are stored in Chou Bao's mouth, so Fushiguro can use them whenever he wants. As long as he pays some flesh and blood of living people, Xiao Yao and he can complete the symbiosis and both sides get what they need.

A chain was pulled out from the ugly treasure. As long as the root of the Wanli Lock was not seen, the extension and retraction distance was theoretically infinite. A short-handled weapon called Tenseiboko was tied to the head of the chain. It was very easy to use it to deal with devil fruit users.

Fushiguro Shige began to shake the chain in his hand, quickly spinning it into a fan shape, adding kinetic energy to the Wanli Lock, "Bring him back to me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Wanli Lock flew out of his hand, carrying the will of its master and turning into a stream of light, extending infinitely in the sky and heading towards the distant mission target.

Kanjuro's observation Haki gave a warning that a metal object was approaching quickly. The samurai turned his head and looked behind him, and saw an infinitely extending chain with a dagger shot towards him and Hua Niao, "You lingering bastard, I'll show you how powerful I am."

The painter immediately demonstrated his painting skills in painting a bird. The ink cloud appeared beside him again. This time, Kanjuro was ready to attack indiscriminately, and the rain of ink arrows carrying ink drops was ready to be launched.

When Tenshoku arrived around Kanjuro, it immediately had the effect of destroying and stopping the things produced by the devil fruit. The ink clouds dissipated immediately when they touched the short-handled blade.

"Why? My devil fruit ability has become ineffective." Tenseiboko wrapped around Kanjuro's neck. The user of the Bibi fruit ability cannot use the fruit ability, and even the Tsuji Shibai cannot cut through the Bankai lock.

Without waiting for Kanjuro to continue struggling, Fushiguro Shige, who was at the other end of the chain, grabbed the chain with one hand and pulled the samurai down from the air. Kanjuro's body fell from a high altitude and landed directly on his head without any defensive measures.

The Tyrant Tianyu ordered Chou Bao to retract the Wanli Lock, and the target of the mission was dragged madly on the ground, leaving a horrifying blood mark. Kanjuro, who had no ability to resist, was dragged meter by meter in front of the bounty hunter.

As the winner of this trip, Fushiguro Shigeki stepped on the samurai's face with his muddy leather shoes and stomped Kanjuro's face hard into the mud, "Do you still dare to run? You should be thankful that the Whitebeard Pirates want to survive. If you had made other requests, you would have lost your head long ago."

Kanjuro, who was with his last breath, was immediately disheartened when he heard that the bounty hunter was going to hand him over to the Whitebeard Pirates. At this moment, his longing for his hometown overwhelmed his heart.

Kanjuro really wants to kiss the land of Wano Country again. He may never have the chance to see his master, Kurozumi Orochi. Being a spy means paying the price of being a spy.