People in One Piece are so good-looking

Slave ship?

Nuo Xia did not take the telescope, but spread the information and gathered it on the ship.

Judging from the aura distribution on the ship, all twenty or thirty slaves had escaped, leaving only a group of fierce and angry strong men in black suits.

"It's quite strange."

Nuo Xia raised his eyebrows slightly. It was normal for one or two slaves to escape from the slave ship occasionally, but all of them escaped successfully. I don't know whether it was because there were too many oversights on the ship, or because there was a powerful leader among the slaves.

"What to do, Lieutenant General?"

Next to him, the lieutenant colonel pushed up his glasses and asked cautiously, with obvious concerns on his face.

If this slave ship belonged to some underground gangster force, then the problem would be simple, just bombard it.

But...slave-catching ships that can run rampant in places like the Grand Line often have a background that is not that simple.

They are usually involved with the royal families of various countries, and may even be involved with the Holy Land.

"Why don't you fire first, go over and stop them, ask for your identity and then..."

The lieutenant colonel opened his mouth tentatively, and suddenly saw Nuo Xia raising his right hand and extending his index finger.

Snapped!

The next moment, the surrounding air shook, and a blue electric light suddenly shot out from his fingertips.

Under the horrified gaze of the spectacled Lieutenant Colonel, the electric light was like a thunder dragon. Wherever it passed, the surface of the sea rolled back to both sides to form a terrifying ravine more than ten meters wide, stretching to the far end of the line of sight, with no end in sight.

The huge slave-catching ship was directly annihilated into fly ash, turning into countless charred black powder, dancing in the mid-air with the sea breeze...

"The World Government expressly prohibits all slave trade."

Nuo Xia then retracted his finger and said with a smile to the dumbfounded subordinates next to him: "This is the rule they set themselves, so there is no need to ask in the future, just remember this, do you understand?"

"Ming, I understand..."

Nuo Xia nodded and stopped looking at the sailors on the deck who had not yet recovered from this shocking scene. He picked up his coat and left the deck, heading towards the training room.

The biggest problem has been solved, and the remaining steps are all minor matters and can be left to the subordinates to handle on their own.

soon.

Under the command of the lieutenant colonel, two lifeboats, carrying some medicine and dry food, headed straight to the distant sea, one of which would be reserved for the slaves.

The Thunder Eagle itself only slowed down slightly and did not stop.

After the lifeboat returned, they took advantage of the wind and waves and continued towards Malinfando at full speed.

…………

"saved."

Sitting on the lifeboat, a bald man took a deep breath, lay down paralyzed, turned his head with difficulty and asked:

"...Hey, everyone! Are you all okay?"

"fine."

"I'm fine too."

…

A sparse response came, most of them very weak, obviously exhausted from the previous escape.

"I've run out of strength... Huh, it's really dangerous. I almost got caught."

The bald man glanced at the retreating Thunder Eagle, "I didn't expect that he was rescued by the navy in the end, and the lackeys of the Akshan royal family were all killed..."

"That kind of ability..."

Thinking about the astonishing Thunder Dragon just now, the bald man couldn't help but feel his scalp numb, and couldn't help but sigh, "How courageous it is to dare to attack a member of the royal family. It must be some great big shot in the Navy Headquarters, right?"

"I guess so. He should be at least a lieutenant general."

"Does the lieutenant general dare to intervene? Maybe he is a general!"

"No matter who he is, he is our benefactor. If you have the opportunity to meet him in the future, don't forget to thank him in person!"

"Of course!"

There were a lot of chatter on the ship. The people who had survived the disaster had been imprisoned as slaves for many years and were unaware of the changes in information from the outside world. Naturally, they were unable to recognize Nuo Xia's identity.

But this did not affect them, and they were very grateful to the navy man who came to save them.

"correct!"

The bald man seemed to remember something again, and turned to look at a figure huddled in the corner at the stern:

"Everyone! Don't forget, you have to thank Brother Afei a lot. If he hadn't taken the initiative to choose to cut off the rear cover and help us buy time, we wouldn't have been able to hold on to the navy's warships."

"That's right! Thanks to A Fei too!"

"He is a fish-man. If he hadn't come to save us, he would have just dived into the deep sea and left."

The fishman known as A Fei has muscles all over his body and is extremely strong, but he is in a very weak state at the moment. He is holding a bandage in his mouth and lowering his head to bandage his wound.

"There is nothing to thank me for. I have been a slave for several years, and this is what I should do."

He spoke in a low voice, ignoring the thanking companions and continued to bandage the wound.

A girl next to him saw that he was struggling, and hurriedly knelt over to help bandage it, but he firmly refused and pushed him aside.

After a while.

The bandage was finally wrapped, and "Afei" also raised his head, looking dimly in the direction of the Thunder Eagle.

"Can you control Thunder's navy..."

In a voice that only he could hear, he murmured, "I remember you."

next moment.

He withdrew his gaze without taking any medicine or dry food. Amid the exclamations of everyone on the boat, without saying a word, he plunged straight into the sea, dived quickly like a swimming fish, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

…………

A few days later.

Fishman Island.

This place is located 10,000 meters under the sea in the holy land of Mariejoia. It is the only place where pirates go to the new world. It is also the birthplace of most fishmen and mermaids.

It has always been known as the "undersea paradise", and it is a country with a scenery like a dreamy paradise.

At this moment, a street near the central square.

"Everyone! Please sign here!"

"Empress Otohime is ready to participate in the next world conference! She will issue a request for all the citizens of Fishman Island to move to land! This cannot be achieved without everyone's joint signature and support. Citizens, please!"

Several mermaid girls are doing their best to spread the word on the streets, handing out signed flyers.

Passers-by who were stopped on the street took a few glances at the handed leaflets, and some sneered at them, while others shook their heads indifferently and turned a blind eye.

However, most people, after seeing Princess Otohime's signature above, thought for a moment and signed their names.

soon.

In the evening, the mermaid girls all had a thick stack of signatures in their hands. When they gathered at the square, they were all very excited and chattering like little birds about today's harvest. Come.

"Mia! Did you see that I got the signatures of 50 people today!"

"I also have 80 signatures here. When I take them back together in a few days, Otohime-empress will be very happy when she sees them, right?"

"Definitely. The queen has been worried about signing autographs recently. Her face has lost a lot of weight. We must help her solve her problems!"

…

Under the setting sun, the mermaid girls walked and laughed, and before they knew it, they reached a fork in the road.

It's time to separate.

"Well, see you tomorrow!"

"Well, let's work together tomorrow and keep working hard!"

The girls waved goodbye to each other, and the pink-haired mermaid girl named Mia hummed a little song and turned back towards the square.

Unlike her companions, her home is near the square.

"It's still not enough. I have to work harder tomorrow. At least I have to get a hundred signatures."

Looking through the signatures in her hand, the girl thought happily, and without paying attention, she ran into a "high wall".

"It hurts..."

The girl covered her nose, tears almost hurting her eyes. But when her eyes were blurred by tears, she looked up and saw that it was not a wall in front of her, but a tall purple-skinned fish man. She immediately ignored herself and hurriedly bowed and apologized:

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! It's all my fault for not paying attention...ah!"

She suddenly screamed because before she could finish her apology, the tall purple-skinned fish man in front of her had already snatched the signature sheet from her hand and held it high.

"You're really not careful enough."

The purple-skinned fish man narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the girl below with a sneer, "How can you hold such an important thing in your hand while walking?"

"Yes, it's my fault..."

The mermaid girl was a little frightened by him, but she still mustered up the courage to plead: "I really didn't mean it, please...please give it back to me..."

"Back to you?"

The purple-skinned fish man grinned with a joking look on his face and raised the signed flyer higher, "If you want to take it back, just come here and grab it."

"Hello!"

Several murloc uncles passing by couldn't stand it. One of them angrily accused: "Give it back quickly! Do you know how many people's signatures are on it?"

"sign?"

The purple-skinned fish man glanced at the uncle and couldn't help laughing wantonly, "Shahahahahaha - I don't care how many signatures you have!" He knelt down again, looked at the frightened mermaid girl, and said sarcastically. : "See how much effort you put into collecting such useless scraps of paper? What a bunch of idiots. I feel so angry just looking at it..."

"You! Stop!"

Suddenly, a shout came from behind, and the mermaid girl followed the sound in surprise, and saw a Neptune soldier in full armor and holding a spear, rushing over angrily:

"What the hell are you talking about... You guy, if I remember correctly, you are Aaron from Fishman Street!"

"Um?"

The purple-skinned fish man finally turned his head. He stood up slowly, looked at the soldier who rushed forward, and suddenly sneered, stretched out his right hand, and easily pinched his neck and lifted him into the air.

"Aaron from Fishman Street?"

The purple-skinned fish man stared at the soldier and grinned, "There seems to be something wrong...I am now the captain of the pirate dragon group, Aaron."

As he spoke, he increased the strength of his right hand little by little. The soldier, who was quite sturdy, was like a chicken caught by an eagle, with no resistance at all. His face suddenly turned red and he breathed. difficulty.

"I make a living by catching those human sea creatures wandering around the nearby waters... No, to be precise, they should be those inferior creatures that can't even breathe in the water."

Seeing the soldiers struggling to no avail, Aaron, who is now twenty-five years old, said in a solemn tone:

"In other words, I'm hunting pirates on behalf of you losers! Neptune Army! It's okay if you don't pay for the rewards, but you still dare to treat me like this?"

"Let, let go..."

The soldier struggled to turn his head, "Jin...Boss Jinbei! Don't just look over there, come and save me quickly!"

Boss Jinbei?

This name was so loud that the murlocs watching around subconsciously turned their heads.

Aaron also narrowed his eyes and turned to look at the square.

In front of the fountain sculpture, a fat blue fishman wearing the uniform of a Neptune army commander was smoking a dry cigarette with his eyes closed, saying nothing.

It seemed that he sensed the gazes of the people around him.

Jinbe exhaled a puff of smoke and finally said calmly: "Hey, that little gangster over there, it's almost time for me to put down that recruit. He is also my subordinate after all..."

"Oh, and those signature forms."

He glanced at the tearful mermaid girl and said, "Although I'm not very interested in that thing, it is very important to the princess. Return it to her quickly."

"Shahahahahaha! Boss?" Aaron couldn't help laughing, "It's simply ridiculous. This kind of title... I have never seen a soldier like you, a gangster brother!"

"Hello!"

Jinbei's eyes narrowed, with a hint of coldness in his tone, "I'll say it one last time, give it back to her, Aaron, hurry up and do as I tell you!"

Although he was sitting still without moving, he had an aura of calmness and authority.

"Hmph, I get it."

Aaron reluctantly threw the soldier aside and scattered the signature form in his hand on the floor.

Ignoring the mermaid girl who hurriedly picked it up, he put his hands in his pockets, walked slowly to the fountain sculpture, and said with a smile:

"Long time no see, Brother Jinbei, we are all friends of Fishman Street. Don't be so angry."

Big brother?

Everyone watching around, including the soldier who was thrown to the ground, was stunned.

"Don't compare me to you."

Jinbei reacted indifferently and continued to smoke his cigarette, "Are you still a pirate? You are really a scumbag..."

"How can you call me a scumbag, brother?"

"Really?" Jinbei knocked the tobacco leaves and said in a neutral tone, "Then I'll call you trash."

"Rubbish?"

The corners of Aaron's eyes twitched, and he finally couldn't help but roared: 'Don't get too carried away, Jinbe! I just called you big brother and started pretending in front of me? ’