The Evil Generation of Pirates

"Oh? Do you know him?" Dorat asked. He had drank a lot and now looked slightly tipsy.Mobile terminal m..

Yamos did not answer, but looked straight at the two new drinkers sitting down under the boss's arrangement. When the boss went to get the wine, Yamos took out a handful of money and handed it to him: "Theirs I paid for the drinks.”

"Oh, okay, okay." Yamos took much more money for drinks, and the boss immediately accepted it with a smile, and quickly went to the counter to get the drinks.

"Oh, what a coincidence." Yamos continued to lean against the wall and look at the two people.

A meaningful look fell on him, and Dolat said thoughtfully: "I didn't expect you to be so good..."

Yamos's face froze, he turned his head and rolled his eyes at Dorat.

At this time, the boss had already placed the wine in front of the two newly arrived drinkers, pointed to Yamos, and informed them that he had paid for the wine.

The boss stepped back in time, and both drinkers looked at Yamos. Yamos looked at them with an unchanged expression.

The leading drinker uncorked the wine and filled the glass with wine. He raised the glass and pointed it at Yamos, who was four or five meters away. "Thank you."

Yamos also raised his glass, and then both drank the wine together.

Dorat looked at the two of them and made a "hmm" sound from time to time.

After finishing the drink, Yamos put down the wine glass and shouted: "Would you like to come over here and drink together... Luo."

The drinker originally wanted to refuse the invitation, but when he heard the man who had invited him to drink out of nowhere called out his name, he suddenly became serious, looked at each other with the fur tribe companion, stood up and walked over together, and said coldly Said: "Who are you?"

Yamos looked up at the visitor: "My name is Yamos. I'm glad to meet you, Luo, and... Bebo."

It was an extremely coincidence that the person I met in the tavern of King Renno's capital was none other than Trafalgar Law, who had left Doflamingo last year and returned at the end of the year with Bebo, a fur tribe member he met on the road.

"You actually know me?" Bebo immediately exclaimed.

Luo's expression was solemn: "How do you know our names?"

"Hmm..." Yamos couldn't explain it. When he saw Luo for the first time, he was filled with the idea of ​​solicitation. He knew that he didn't have the aura of domination and could not invite others to ship like Luffy. , so I can only reveal some mystery first to attract Luo, "My ability."

Luo frowned.

Amos said again: "My devil fruit ability."

"Huh?" Dorat's eyes widened in confusion.

"What the hell kind of power." Luo complained about Yamos's devil fruit power directly, and then said cautiously, "Why do you have to pay for the drink."

"I want to recruit you." Yamos said bluntly.

"Heh." Luo snorted disdainfully, "What are you doing, Yamos."

Yamos was a little speechless. He didn't know how to recruit Luo, who was sinister, cold, and arrogant, to make him surrender: "Uh... I admire you very much."

Luo's strength, abilities, etc., Yamos once liked this character very much when he read the original work. Now that he has seen it, he knows that if he can accept him, it will definitely be a big boost to his development.

"Oh, stop joking." Luo threw a few bills at Yamos and Dolat's wine table, and then left with Bebo.

"I know about you." Yamos stood up, "Like joker, white town."

"Huh?" This time it was the tavern owner's turn to be confused. He just saw Luo coming over with a bad look on his face and thought the two sides were going to fight, so he came over quickly. He didn't expect to hear Yamos say this.

Luo stopped, turned around and walked back with a gloomy expression: "Who are you?"

"Ah..." Yamos felt like he had a headache, picked up the wine he had not finished drinking, and walked out of the tavern with the bag containing the devil fruit, "Let's talk outside."

Luo and Bebo followed, and Dorat and the tavern owner looked at each other in confusion before leaving the tavern.

At night, the capital of the Kingdom of Rennuo is still brightly lit, and with the slightest bit of coolness brought by the breeze, it's perfect for a walk.

"Say." Several people were walking on the street, and Luo urged, walking on the side of Yamos.

Yamos knew that he was a little impulsive. If he wanted to recruit, he could do it slowly. But now that he has done it directly, it is difficult to explain: "It's hard for me to explain why I know these things about you. In short, I have no hostility and I appreciate it very much." You, hope to work together.”

"Do you appreciate my ability?" Luo taunted, "I suggest you tell your secret as soon as possible, otherwise I will have to use other methods that you absolutely don't like to force you to tell it."

"You and I have encountered the same thing, and the goal we pursue is the same." Yamos said, "It's just that the way to achieve the goal is different."

"If you talk nonsense again, you will regret it." Luo threatened.

Yamos was indifferent: "We all want to overthrow the world, but you will defeat one person first... Doflamingo."

Luo's expression changed again, and he looked at Yamos in shock: "You are his."

"No." Yamos rejected Luo's guess and continued walking forward, "My name is Yamos. I admire you very much and hope to work together."

"Don't come here." Luo stared at Yamos closely, his hand already holding the hilt of Guiwei's sword.

"I know you are a rebellious person who doesn't like to be ordered by others." Yamos didn't pay attention to Luo's attack movements, but Dorat on the side also put his hands on the hilt of his sword, "We are walking on this road. Road, in fact, it’s not about who orders whom, if I have to say it, I am the leader, I am just the one who wants to die at the front.”

Luo didn't draw his sword for a long time. He was a little confused about what was going on with this man.

"It's more troublesome for you to get to know us." Yamos walked forward with a distressed look on his face. "This kind of thing can be done slowly. I can introduce myself again first. My name is Francis Yamos. I was born in Beihai. , I went through something similar to you when I was 15 years old, and then entered the Navy Headquarters to study. Less than half a year after returning, I had already left the Navy and prepared to develop on my own and one day overturn this dirty world."

Luo was slightly moved, but immediately became solemn: "How on earth did you know about me?"

"I know it is. In fact, this is an unsolvable question. Even if you kill me, you still can't get the answer you want." Yamos scratched his hair irritably. He found that it was really difficult to win over someone. I don't have any bullshit aura at all, so I spent a long time talking but it still has no effect.However, he also knew that he could not remember this matter. Luo was still very good to him. In the future, when he goes to Brenno Sea to develop, they are likely to meet again. Then the chance of recruitment success will be greater. "You still have to stay in Beihai." It will take a long time. If you are interested, you can come to see me in the Brenno Sea in the future."

"Found him! Don't run!" A shout came from the street behind. Several people turned around and saw that it was a group of soldiers.

"What's going on?" Yamos asked.

"Kill the Freifans royal family who originally lived here." Luo replied.

Yamos raised his head and took a sip of wine: "After killing someone and being chased, you still have time to go to the tavern to drink. I'm really impressed by you."

Luo looked at Yamos and saw that he was not frightened at all by the many soldiers chasing after them with firearms. His face was calm and he was even drinking. He frowned and said, "Aren't you the same?"

"Ah, that's right..." Yamos drank the wine in one gulp, threw the bottle on the ground, and pulled out Qinggui, "You go first, we will come to the rear."

After that, he and Dorat, two drunkards who had just drank several bottles of wine, faced the soldiers with their knives in hand.

Luo's face was full of black lines, and he didn't know what to say about this person: "He actually sold his favor..."

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