Pirates: Building a Pirate Family

Her laughter echoed throughout the room, as if to release all the joy.

"Congratulations, Mom!"

Smoothie bowed her head and congratulated.

But the moment she bowed her head, a trace of haze flashed in her eyes.

What's wrong with Brother Katakuri?

Doesn't he know what it means to capture Napoleon?

The Rockefeller Kingdom is not something they can afford to offend!

Smoothie thought anxiously.

Kami Island.

Charlotte looked gloomy, thinking about how to get Napoleon out of trouble.

Charlotte sat on the beach chair and sighed.

Napoleon was captured by the BIGMOM Pirates, catching Charlotte off guard.

Charlotte didn't know what to do.

Go to the door?

That would only make things worse.

The World Government will never sit idly by and will definitely intervene.

Then it depends on what Charlotte Linlin means.

Listening to what Charlotte Lingling said on the phone, it seems that she doesn't want to kill Napoleon.

Maybe she doesn't want to offend herself either.

Then everything can be discussed.

At most it will cost some money.

Just take it as a lesson.

But others can't know, otherwise there will be chaos.

The first half of the Grand Line. On the second route.

A pirate ship is sailing quickly towards Cake Island.

The sea breeze blows, and the waves hit the hull, making a crisp sound.

In another two hours, the pirate ship will arrive at its destination - Cake Island.

And in the cabin! A huge figure is tightly wrapped in rice cakes, with only a head exposed.

After two days of slow recovery, the figure finally slowly opened his eyes.

"Where... is this?"

Napoleon's lips were so dry and cracked that he struggled to move his throat and made a weak sound.

"This is my ship!"

A low and majestic voice came from the front.

Napoleon tried to raise his head, and vaguely saw a tall figure standing in front of him.

As his consciousness gradually cleared, he recognized that the person in front of him was Katakuri.

"It's you!"

Napoleon's emotions suddenly became extremely excited. He tried to take action, but was surprised to find that his body was firmly trapped.

"Asshole!"

Napoleon cursed and struggled desperately.

"Don't waste your energy. You can't get out. Just give up!"

Katakuri sat in front of Napoleon leisurely, looking at him coldly.

"Let me go. If you have the guts, let's fight again!"

Napoleon's eyes were red, and he stared at Katakuri with anger and unwillingness.

"Another fight? Do you want to taste my fist again?"

Katakuri raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of sarcasm.

"Come again if you can. I didn't use all my strength before!"

Napoleon shouted.

At this moment, he clearly felt that he was in the sea. As long as he could return to the sea, he had the confidence to escape even if facing ten Katakuri.

"Haha!"

Katakuri shook his head lightly and sneered.

"I thought that as the grandson of Rockefeller Charlotte, you should be more rational and mature, but I didn't expect you to be so naive!"

Katakuri expressed his contempt and disdain for Napoleon without any concealment.

Napoleon continued to struggle frantically, but the bursts of burning pain from his chest made him unable to ignore it.

Without the nourishment of sea water, his strength was greatly reduced, and even his own recovery ability was greatly limited.

"Asshole!"

Napoleon was furious.

Katakuri watched Napoleon struggle quietly, as if watching a clown show.

After struggling for a while, his body did not move at all, but Napoleon's strength was almost exhausted.

Napoleon was injured himself, so how could he withstand such a violent movement.

After a while, he stopped.

"No more! No more strength?"

Katakuri had a scornful smile on his lips. He had picked up a glass of red wine and sipped it leisurely, looking at Napoleon with a playful look.

Napoleon pursed his cracked lips and said in a low voice: "Is there any water?"

There was a trace of fatigue in his eyes, but more of determination and unyielding.

Katakuri was slightly stunned when he heard this question. He looked at the man in front of him who was gradually regaining his composure.

After a while, he picked up a cup and brought it to Napoleon's mouth.

Napoleon drank it without hesitation. The cool liquid flowed down his throat, and he immediately felt a heat spread throughout his body, as if he had regained some strength.

However, soon the water in the cupThe water was finished, Napoleon licked his lips with satisfaction, and his eyes fell on Katakuri again.

"Where are you taking me?"

Napoleon asked calmly, with vigilance and doubt in his eyes.

At this moment, he had realized that his situation was not optimistic, but he still maintained a calm attitude.

"Cake Island, Mom wants to see you!"

Katakuri put down the cup and said seriously.

Hearing this, Napoleon's face instantly became gloomy.

"Charlotte Lingling?"

An ominous premonition surged in his heart.

Seeing Napoleon's gloomy look, Katakuri smiled slightly, as if he saw through his mind.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you!"

Katakuri comforted.

However, Napoleon did not relax his vigilance because of this. He knew the relationship between Charlotte Lingling and the Rockefeller family.

Napoleon fell silent, thinking about how to deal with the next situation.

Katakuri was also silent, waiting for Napoleon's response.

Both sides fell into silence, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

After a moment, Katakuri broke the silence.

"How is your aunt?"

He raised his head, gently shaking the wine glass in his hand, blocking his face, and asked casually.

"Aunt?"

Napoleon couldn't help but feel a little confused when he heard it.

He didn't understand why Katakuri suddenly asked about his aunt at this time.

"I don't know, she rarely goes home, usually at sea!"

Napoleon answered truthfully.

Katakuri nodded to show his understanding.

"Sure enough, she is still the same as before!"

He said to himself, with a flash of loss in his eyes.

Then, his eyes gradually became blurred, as if he was lost in memories.

That heroic figure was deeply imprinted in Katakuri's mind.

Napoleon looked at Katakuri.

"You don't like my aunt, do you?" Napoleon asked tentatively, with a smile on his face. Hearing this, Katakuri almost choked and spit out a mouthful of wine. "Puff!" He coughed awkwardly a few times, his face flushed. Napoleon couldn't help laughing when he saw this. "Haha, I didn't expect you to be so shy!" He teased. Katakuri glared at him and said nothing.