People in One Piece are so good-looking

Time flies, and time flies by.

In the blink of an eye, more than two years have passed.

…

It is late winter in the year 1509 of the Haiyuan calendar.

The first half of the Grand Line.

Whiskey Peak.

This is an island located at the starting point of seven major routes. The mountains are steep and not suitable for human habitation. However, it has a unique geographical location.

Not far to the east are Upside Down Mountain and Twin Points Lighthouse.

There are groups of bounty hunters who stay here all year round, specifically hunting down the fledglings who have just entered the Grand Line. Most of the time, they can make a lot of money from these "naive" pirate groups.

Various underground intelligence transactions also prospered, and over time, a relatively prosperous commercial town developed on the island.

but.

In the past two years, Whiskey Mountain has gradually shown signs of decline and desolation.

The big and small taverns in the city closed down one after another, and many pirate hunters who had lived here for a long time also left one after another and returned home sadly.

Now.

When the first snow of the year fell in the night, only the last few houses on the huge Whiskey Peak were still lit.

There was not a single soul in sight on the dilapidated and desolate streets.

Only the largest tavern in the city was crowded and lively.

Here, the last hundred or so bounty hunters gathered. They gathered at a table in small or small groups, drank and caroused, laughed and cried, and bid farewell to each other;

Or drinking alone in a corner, looking worried, worrying about the foggy and unknown future.

J.

tomorrow.

They will all officially set off, either to return to their hometowns to retire, or to make a living elsewhere.

Whiskey Peak will also officially become a ghost town.

"I never thought that this day would come so quickly, Baiya, Wenna..."

In the corner of the bar, a strong man with a beard looked at his friends who had been partners for many years at the table, smiled sadly and sighed:

"When I brought you to the Grand Line, I agreed to kill a hundred pirates, earn at least two billion in bounty, and then return to the South China Sea to use mountains of Baileys to kill those who looked down on us in the village. The guy’s face was swollen from being slapped!”

"It turns out that it has only been less than three years, and I have just saved more than 100 million Baileys, and I have to eat this meal. As the boss, I am really useless..."

The bearded man's voice was bitter and he took a deep sip of wine. He almost shed tears when he recalled his original bold words and his recent unwillingness.

"The market has changed too quickly, and it's not your fault, boss!"

The thin man opposite him immediately comforted him. Seeing the bearded man's demoralization, he felt a little angry for a moment, "If you want to blame it, it should also be blamed on Bailong Nuoxia. If he hadn't killed too much in the past two years, he would have dared to go to sea." There are fewer and fewer pirates, how could we end up in this situation!"

He made a look to his companions on the other side, and they immediately understood and began to argue with each other:

"That's right! It's obviously all that guy's fault!"

"When I was in the Navy, although that guy was very murderous, he still knew how to restrain himself. After resigning, he has completely lost his restraints and scruples!"

"The killing started from the Grand Line two years ago. All the supernovas that had gained the limelight that year were all killed. It was such a commotion that all the new generation pirates that year were silenced and turned into cowards. I don’t dare to cause trouble, for fear that one day the bounty will accidentally exceed 100 million and I will be struck by lightning.”

"I went to the South China Sea a year and a half ago, and it turned the world upside down! In a sea area where the average strength of pirates is so strong, they are killed incessantly. Until now, they have not been able to breathe."

The person who said this was a short, fat hunter, with a face full of pain and sorrow, "What do you mean by not accepting the rewards? Even now, the highest bounty for a pirate in the entire South China Sea is only 19 million beli!"

"As a result, the South China Sea is now being ridiculed as the weakest sea. Do you know what a big blow this is to a sea area that used to have two macho men with bounties worth nearly 100 million?"

"In the past year, among the more than 20 rookie pirate groups we have successfully hunted, there was not even a single one from the South China Sea! It's simply tragic!"

"What about the West Sea? No matter how miserable the pirates are in the South China Sea, are they as miserable as those in the West Sea?"

The thin man on the other side immediately retorted, "When that bastard arrived in the West Sea a year ago, except for visiting the first branch base he led and taking a two-day break to reminisce, he spent every fucking day either killing pirates or On the way to find a pirate to kill!"

"Crazy, absolutely crazy!"

"With that kind of killing method, he would have to kill all the fish in the sea. How can there be so many pirates in the Western Sea that he can kill?"

"There were originally more than two thousand pirate groups with surnames in the Western Sea! In less than half a year, there were only three left."

"Then this guy didn't think he had enough fun, so he went to look for trouble with the mafia families. The entire Xihai, the intertwined underground mafia forces, were almost uprooted, and they were eager to kill. Even the royal nobles behind them were not spared. !”

"Many pirates have died at his hands, but among those distinguished gentlemen, at least 800 have died, right? It seems that even the real heir to the throne has been killed by more than a dozen. If it had been anyone else's head, they would have died a long time ago. It’s Marie Joa, but neither the Navy nor the World Government has issued a bounty yet, it’s simply outrageous!”

"A reward? Hey? Who dares to put a reward on him? Have you forgotten what happened at the Navy Headquarters two years ago?"

The eldest white-haired old man snorted, "I just resigned from my job. I have hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the navy at my headquarters and hundreds of thousands in the navy in various branches. I have been protesting for more than half a month and almost caused a mutiny!"

"In the end, the World Government personally came forward to deprive Weir of his position and let Sengoku take over. It was not easy to calm him down."

"And what he has done in the past two years, to us pirate hunters, is ruining our jobs, but to the people in the navy, he is just carrying out his own justice under heavy pressure!"

"Those young men in the navy are worshiping him more and more like a man possessed. Zefakarp's reputation combined cannot even compare to him! Even branches in various places have imitated him and resigned and left. , a little idiot who goes around doing chivalrous things."

The white-haired old man curled his lips, "If we offer a reward at this moment, how much trouble do you think will cause? Not to mention that the Navy Headquarters has been letting it go, turning a blind eye, and never thought about offering a reward. The World Government would like to offer a reward, but do they dare to gamble? Dare they? Dare not!"

"..."

Everyone around him was silent after what he said, and the thin man couldn't help but asked in a low voice:

"By the way, do you think that if that guy is really regarded as a pirate and a bounty is placed on him, how high will the bounty be?"

"Don't worry, that day won't happen."

The white-haired old man glanced at him sideways and muttered, "Even if there is a reward, it's not something we can care about. I think it must be at least four billion Baileys!"

"Is it missing?"

A companion immediately questioned, "Although that guy hasn't been to the New World in the past two years, he has beaten Kaido before and even defeated BIGMOM!"

"Those two sea emperors, one has 4.6 billion beli and the other has 43 beri. If Bailong is offered a bounty, he won't be underestimated by them, right? I think it would be better if he has 5 billion beli!"

"Fool!"

The only female companion on the side couldn't help but tugged his ear, "Use your brain! That old guy who is known as the strongest man in the world only has 5 billion Baileys! Bailong is not that strong yet, right?" ?”

"Besides, the bounty is not simply based on personal combat power! It is based on the threat to the world government! Those sea emperors with bounties that are as high as the sky, who do not occupy a large area of ​​​​the territory, and have powerful guys under them. heap?"

"Tsk, what kind of power is there? If Bailong wants to gain his own territory and just shouts in the newspaper, at least tens of thousands of marines will have to defect to him, right? Just Kaido and BIGMOM, who can compare? ?”

"Eh... So, it seems like..."

The people at the table were arguing endlessly under the influence of alcohol. Everyone was red-faced and thick-necked, but there was a general consensus.

——That is, as long as Nuo Xia is offered a bounty, the bounty will be the lowest, starting from four billion beli!

Absolute sea emperor level.

And across from them.

The bearded man who was supposed to be the object of comfort looked dumbfounded as his companions chatted about that man with great interest.

I just left myself in the corner and forgot about it.

Isn't it time for dinner?

Why did it inexplicably turn into a seminar on Bailong’s life and deeds?

"but……"

Maybe this is not bad?

The bearded man looked at his friends who were talking more and more enthusiastically, and smiled silently. Well, it was just him who was being pretentious, and he made the last reunion so sad.

It's so lively now, it's what a dinner should be like.

On the other hand, this is also because the man named Bailong has such a high personal charm and his life story is so legendary.

So whenever someone starts talking about each other, it will continue for a long time and never stop...

"White Dragon..."

The bearded man lit a cigar, turned his head, looked out the window at the quietly falling snowflakes under the moonlight, and suddenly laughed and shook his head.

Although the other party ruined his job and completely shattered his dream of saving a huge sum of money.

But I don’t seem to hate him at all?

Yes, why did you go to sea to become a pirate hunter in the first place...

It's not like I couldn't survive in my hometown on the coast. There were heavy taxes and oppression from the nobles inside, and there were pirates outside who came to plunder, burn and kill me from time to time.

When he was a child, his mother forced him into a water tank. In horror and despair, he saw two shirtless pirates with scarred faces through the gap. The thieves laughed and killed his parents with a knife... That scene will forever be with him. The unforgettable shadow in my heart.

so……

Please continue to persevere, come on, Mr. Bailong.

If we could really end this chaotic era of great pirates, and really drive those arrogant, arrogant and aloof nobles off their pedestal...

There is nothing wrong with the profession of pirate hunter disappearing completely.

You can start your journey back to your hometown tomorrow. The South China Sea is now much more stable than before. Maybe you can buy a small fishing boat by then, and you don’t have to worry about taking your son out to sea every day for fishing?

The bearded man chuckled, slowly exhaling a puff of smoke, his eyes leisurely and fascinated.

After being confused and teased by his companions, and after thinking about many things, his original unwillingness and rejection had long since turned into smoke along with the burning tobacco under the muddy light of the tavern, and passed through the blinds. The gap in the door drifted away...

Huh, swoosh...

There was a sound from the window, and a strange sound came from outside the tavern. It was the whistling of the wind, and the snow outside was getting heavier.

The bearded man had just finished a bottle of wine when he felt drunk and sleepy. He couldn't hold it in any longer and finally lay down on the table and fell into a deep sleep.

And no matter it is him.

None of the other pirate hunters in the tavern noticed.

At this moment, deep in the windy and snowy night sky, a blue flash of lightning crossed the sky, and suddenly disappeared.

Looking at its direction, it was clear that it was heading towards Upside Down Mountain.

On the other side of the mountain, there is a sea area that Bailong has never been to in the past two years.

——The "East China Sea" is known as the strongest sea among the four seas.

………………

"The strongest sea?"

After passing the Upside Down Mountain in a blink of an eye, Nuo Xia was suspended high in the sky, holding a recent intelligence collection in his hand, with a strange look on his face:

"It's finally Donghai's turn to take the title?"

The information was handed over to him on his own initiative by the rear admiral of the nearby naval branch when he passed by.

He has nominally left the navy, but when he travels around the world, he still has extremely high authority in the naval branches in various places, and he can access all kinds of important information at will.

Without the support of the navy's intelligence network, his efficiency in hunting pirates over the past two years would not have been as high as this.

"The tide is turning..."

Nuo Xia sighed deeply.

Thinking about it, it seems to be the case. In the past two years, he rarely rested. He only slept for a few months after a quiet period. All his time was spent on practicing and practicing the path of justice.

While their strength increased by leaps and bounds, the pirates also suffered. The first half of the Grand Line and the famous pirates in the other three sea areas were almost killed by him.

There is only the East China Sea that I haven’t had time to go to yet...

Nuo Xia thoughtfully turned the page of the information in his hand, and his eyes fell on the large photo in the middle.

In the photo, a man with a red nose wearing an orange hat is facing the camera, grinning happily, with an astonishing number of green Bailey banknotes flying in the sky behind him.