Pirates: Building a Pirate Family

"That is to say, this industry is actually run by Hodi Jones in secret!"

Napoleon's face also turned ugly.

I thought that after defeating Jeff of the Wild Wolf Gang, I could rest easy, but I didn't expect that there was such a huge force behind it.

"Boss, we are in trouble. Now that we know this secret, Hodi Jones will never let us go. Moreover, this matter also involves the existence of the Dragon Palace. The situation is a bit complicated."

Mura analyzed.

His face was extremely ugly.

I didn't expect that destroying a human trafficker's den would involve so many things.

They just want to make some money.

"Boss, what should we do?"

Davu looked at Napoleon who was sitting in the main seat without saying a word and asked.

Napoleon was silent and thought with his head down.

Hodi Jones is not easy to deal with. He has more than 10,000 fishmen under his command, which is a hundred times that of the Wild Wolf Gang. And I heard that Hodi Jones's combat power is also extremely powerful, and it is not easy to deal with him.

Seeing the boss lowered his head in thought, Murat and his men were unsure.

To put it bluntly, Murat and his men were only twelve or thirteen years old, and Napoleon was only five years old.

Their maturity was forced by life.

It was really difficult for them to offend such a huge force all of a sudden.

Bang!

Napoleon suddenly punched the table.

"No matter what, let's first incorporate this bar and all the assets of the Wild Wolf Gang into our team. As for Hody Jones, if he dares to cause trouble for us, we will spread this account book. I want to see how many people are around him!"

Napoleon said.

He suddenly realized that the account book in his hand was his best weapon.

As long as Hody Jones dared to attack him, Napoleon would let the entire Fishman Island know what Hody Jones did in secret.

"Understood!"

Murat and his men immediately stood still.

"Now, take out all the 20 million Baileys to recruit younger brothers and expand our power, so that we won't have to deal with just the three of us in such a large territory."

Napoleon arranged.

"Don't worry, with so much money in hand, we won't have to worry about not being able to recruit people, but those who are paid to do things are definitely not as reliable as our own family!"

Mura said.

"Solve the number problem first, then solve the quality problem!"

Napoleon glanced at Murat and said.

For a moment, Murat felt his scalp tingling.

This sentence is so right.

"Yes!"

Mura and the other two immediately went to do it.

But just after taking a step, Murat stopped.

He turned his head and looked at Napoleon in confusion.

"Boss, what is the name of our gang? It can't be called the Wild Wolf Gang, right?"

Mura thought of the most important problem, that is, they don't seem to have established a gang yet.

Napoleon was also stunned.

Yes, it seems that he hasn't even named the gang.

"What do you think is a good name?"

Napoleon asked inquiringly.

"Why not call it the Holy Alliance! Or the Alliance!"

Murat said excitedly.

He dreamed of creating his own power.

He also accepted two younger brothers, Nara and Davout, since childhood.

But unfortunately, it seemed as if he was not destined to be the boss.

No matter how hard he tried, he could not succeed.

But after meeting Napoleon, in just four or five days, he defeated a gang of hundreds of people.

At the first moment, Murat felt that he followed the right person.

"Uh!"

Napoleon was speechless when he heard it.

It can't be said to be bad, but it always feels a bit inappropriate.

The gang he founded is a gang that sounds bad, is it really a good name to take such a ostentatious name?

"Forget it, you go recruit people first and I'll think of a name!"

Napoleon waved his hand and said.

"Yes!"

Murat and the other two said respectfully.

Then they walked out of the door together.

"Oh yeah, I'll be the boss from now on!"

Davout and Nara shouted excitedly.

They seemed to have forgotten their injuries and danced with joy.

"Haha, stop playing. Bandage the blood and wounds on your body, have a good sleep, and raise the flag to recruit younger brothers tomorrow!"

Mura patted the three of them and said.

The three of them went back home together, washed the blood on their bodies, and fell asleep immediately.

After all, they fought all night, but they didn't have Napoleon's abnormal physique and didn't feel tired at all.

And Napoleon returned to his home with gold worth 60 million Baileys.

"Mom, I'm back!"

Napoleon was only concerned about sharing his joy and completely forgot about his terrifying power.

The blood dried on his body, and the murderous aura was released at will without restraint.

Ouni heard her son's voice and let go of her worries all night.

She walked out of the door quickly.

The first moment she saw Napoleon, she was shocked.Eunice was frightened by Napoleon's aura and turned pale.

But after seeing the wound on her son's body, Eunice became anxious instantly.

"Son, how are your injuries?"

Eunice hurriedly trotted to Napoleon and looked at the wounds on his arms.

"It's okay, the blood is from others, and the wound is just a little skin broken, it will recover soon!"

Napoleon didn't know why, every time he was injured, he recovered very quickly.

Especially when he was full, the recovery ability was visible to the naked eye.

Maybe he had some extraordinary talent.

"It's good, it's good!"

Seeing that her son was really fine, Eunice was relieved.

"Mom, let's go, our good days are coming soon!"

Napoleon pulled his mother's weak body into the house.

He also paid special attention to whether there was anyone following behind.

After checking the safety of the surroundings.

Napoleon put the heavy box on the table.

"Son, what is this?"

Ouni looked at Napoleon in confusion.

Napoleon didn't say anything, smiled slightly, and opened the box.

Immediately, a touch of gold appeared in front of Ouni.

"This...!"

Ouni was so shocked by the gold in front of her that she couldn't speak.

"Sixty million Baileys, I killed a gang leader and found it in his house. With this money, my mother and I don't have to suffer anymore!"

Napoleon danced with excitement.

It was like a child who had won a reward, eager to share it with his family, and happily waiting for his family's praise.

But Ouni's face gradually disappeared after hearing this, and there was even some sadness between her eyebrows.

"Son, listen to your mother's advice, stop it, don't fight and kill, you will die!"

Ouni advised Napoleon from a mother's perspective.

But who is Napoleon? He has cultivated an independent character from the hard work since childhood, so how could he listen?

"Mom, you don't need to persuade me. Since I have embarked on this path, I will not look back. From now on, I will be the boss of this block. I will create a gang, recruit younger brothers, unify the entire Fishman Street, and become the king of Fishman Street!"

Napoleon looked at his mother with a firm gaze.

His gaze was so firm.

In an instant, Ouni saw endless ambition in his eyes.

Just like his father.