Pirate's Swamp Fruit

Chapter 157 154 Hey hey hey...

Wilder followed the sexy proprietress into a secret passage, and after turning around, he could no longer hear the sound from outside.

"This is underground." Wilde said tentatively as he walked behind.

"Yeah." The sexy proprietress nodded without looking back, "I live alone, so it's not safe, so I built this underground passage."

The passage was very quiet. After saying this, the two of them didn't speak again, and they didn't stop until they reached the door of a certain room.

"This is where I live." Opening the door, the two walked in one after another.

It is a one-bedroom house with simple decoration and very clean.

There was a sofa in the living room, and the two sat down facing each other. The sexy proprietress looked at Wilder and didn't know what to say for a while.

"You don't have to feel restrained, this is what I came to you first, didn't you?" Seeing this, Wilder showed a very "understanding" smile, stared at her for a long time, and then said: "I don't plan to do it." A self-introduction?"

"Dina." The sexy proprietress showed Wilder a helpless and seductive look.

This man gave her a very dangerous feeling, so even if she had something to rely on, she did not dare to use it, not only because of his identity as Shichibukai, but also because he himself gave her a feeling of being on her back.

At the beginning, Dana didn't recognize Wilder, and she didn't remember it until she walked in the passage and gradually calmed down, and she couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Some regretted why they had nothing to do to tease this man, but at this time, they couldn't help but have a complicated thought in their hearts.

If... this man can be my backer...

Thinking about it, Dana couldn't help feeling a little hot on her face, and her heart was a little moved.

"You seem to already know my purpose?" Wilde looked at her and said.

Wilder's voice woke up Dana who was in deep thinking, a flash of panic flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure, watching Wilder smile slightly, showing a sexy and alluring posture.

"I have a little guess." Her performance was more coquettish and moving than before.

"You know me?"

"Well, just found out." Dana wouldn't lie about this kind of thing, it would be pointless.

Wilder nodded, Dana's small movements were clearly seen in his eyes, and his eyes were burning: "You really need a husband."

"Then... are you willing to be my husband?" Dana was flirting, her body was slightly lowered, and she approached Wilder. The clothes were loose, and the suspenders slipped from her delicate and tender shoulders. The scene was blood spurting.

The atmosphere changed unknowingly, and the only sound in the room was Dana's nervous heartbeat.

Wilder remained expressionless from beginning to end, his eyes were attracted by the slipped shoulder straps for a second, and more... Through the deep neckline, he paused slightly on the softness.

"You're very smart." Wilder suddenly opened his hand and pinched Dana's face, stood up, lowered his face, and looked into Dana's eyes. The distance between the two faces was less than three centimeters, and each other's breathing Can slap each other in the face.

After quietly looking at Dana for a long time, until Dana's breathing became more and more rapid, and her heart almost jumped out of her body, Wilder suddenly let go of her hand and sat back on the sofa again.

After lighting a cigarette, Wilde said slowly in a steady voice, "Your father left you with a recruitment point besides the restaurant, right?"

Before Dana could respond, Wilde continued.

"Would you like to work for me?"

Dana trembled when she heard this sentence.

Her eyes were naturally coquettish, but at this time they were wide open because of Wilder's words, and they looked a little cute.

etc…!calm!Be calm!

Let's sort out what he means first.

Dana forced herself to calm down, but her heart was already in a mess.

What did this man say?
Although she had already guessed at the beginning, and had such a purpose from now on, she still had the feeling that she was still in a dream when she heard Wilde say it.

how many years?

How many years has it been since my father passed away and I started to bear all this alone?

I am worried every day, as if walking on ice every day, I am deeply afraid that I will fall into the bottomless ice cave if I am not careful.

Every day, I worry about being killed by greedy eyes everywhere, and I never relax every day, and every nerve is tensed every moment.

How many days and nights, longing for someone to save me...

Dana's heart was flustered, he didn't know what Wilder meant, or he already knew it in his heart, but he was afraid it was just wishful thinking.

Would you like to work for me?

What does it mean?
Was he trying to...take it all for himself?still…

Dana raised her head, looked at Wilder, and said with a trembling voice, "So...so?"

The so-called recruiting point is actually an underground trading place. What is traded is not items, but information. Its service targets cover almost all, pirates, bounty hunters, merchants and so on.

Its existence is usually related to another kind of trading place, which is a real trading place, such as head trading, intelligence trading, etc. This kind of place is collectively called a black market, but it is not a black market for selling items, but a black market for tasks.

There are a variety of tasks that can be collected, and a generous bounty can be obtained after completion. Most of these tasks are mainly about killing people.

The recruitment point of Dai Na's family is mainly to collect information. Someone sells the information to her, and she then sells the information to the black market. Intelligence is not enough.

The recruitment point of Dai Na's family is the property left to her by her father. Since she took over, it has been getting worse day by day. She is just a woman. When her father was around, there were still people who were jealous, but since her father passed away, those greedy eyes She is staring at her undisguisedly, and her intelligence agents have been reduced again and again, not dead... but poached away. The intelligence system built by her father for many years has reached the point of collapse. She is unwilling, but the weakness makes her She doesn't even have the right to be unwilling.

"Collect information for me, and become my man." Wilder stared at her, his eyes burning.

If you want to understand and even contact the underground world, intelligence is the top priority.

Although Dana's intelligence system is only a surface layer for the entire underground world, it has room for growth, and, for now, it is sufficient.

Wilder's idea is very simple. Since one wants to understand the underground world, the best way is to become a member of it. This is the best way to obtain information and understand it.

At this stage, Dana's recruitment point is only enough as a springboard for him, a springboard for him to jump into the underground world.

Next, he has to join in himself. Wilder had already thought about it before he came, and obtained the channel of the underground trading place from Dana to become one of them.

There are all kinds of occupations for receiving tasks, but the main groups are bounty hunters and killers.

After much deliberation, Wilders decided to choose to enter the underground world as a killer.

The people on the killer list and the murdered must have a reason why they were killed. This is the channel for him to understand the underground world.

The whole process is his experience of going deep into the underground world.

Dana stared blankly at Wilder, with tears in her eyes unconsciously, "I am willing!" Without any hesitation, she blurted out.

She had waited for this day for too long, so long that she had forgotten what was the belief that supported her in the first place.

It seems that the family business left by my father is getting bigger and bigger...it seems to be like this...

Excited, Dana got carried away, looked at Wilder's face and unconsciously bent down, wrapped her arms around his neck, wrapped her whole body around his body, and kissed him deeply.

What the hell!

Wilder didn't know why this word popped up in his mind, but he looked at Dana whose body was entangled with him like an octopus, and he lost his mind for a moment.

Capable?

Like a mollusk...or, just softened the body?
Superman?
Or zoology?

These are not important, what is important is that Wilder is very annoyed, this woman... wants to go to heaven?
"Hmm...!" Dana frowned in pain, and then felt her body was turned over suddenly, a strong body pressed against her, and the fiery breath rushed towards her, almost making her breathless.

After an indescribable battle...

Like two hours or so...

Wilde lit a cigar and walked out of the room.

Wilder never denied the fact that he was a man, so it was inevitable that he would be unable to restrain himself in some matters, so after calming down, Wilder couldn't help frowning.

"It's still not stable enough. That woman..." Now that Wilder thinks about it, he of course understands Dana's little meaning. Sometimes the words of a couple named Bai Rien actually contain some scientific basis in it. Dana probably is Such an idea.

"Heh..." Wilder couldn't help grinning when he thought of this. He actually didn't dislike such small thoughts, because such small thoughts didn't do any harm to him, and even had some benefits.

Besides, that woman is like fine wine, with a long aftertaste and full aftertaste.

With some aftertaste, Wilder walked out of the restaurant with steady steps.

From Dana's mouth, I learned that there is an underground trading place in the eastern suburb of this island, and Wilder went straight to the eastern suburb after he came out.

Contrary to imagination, the eastern suburbs are very prosperous, and the shops on the streets are closely connected, and there are almost no redundant places to be seen.

After confirming the location, Wilder walked into an uninhabited alley, looked around, and found that no one noticed here, Wilder released the black robe and mask in the swamp.

The black robe is still the same as before, but the mask is not. There are many different masks for Wilder, just in case of emergency.

After putting on the black robe and the red ghost mask, Wilder walked out of the alley and walked straight to a shop with flour at the front door on the left.

"Hello, what do you need?" The clerk was a wrinkled old man, and he couldn't help but raised his head when he sensed someone coming in.

But the moment he saw Wilder's outfit, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly returned to normal.

"Is there any flour that is not black?" The voice under the mask sounded hoarse.

"Yes." The old man narrowed his eyes again, and responded with a voice, and stood up with a hunched body, every movement seemed to be very difficult.

"Is there still black flour?" There was another customer in the shop, who looked at Wilder and the old man curiously.

Wilder turned his head slightly to look at him, the customer suddenly felt a chill all over, looking at the ghostly mask, for some reason he felt an inexplicable panic, as if under the mask, the eyes of the mask owner were about to eat him Same.

Customers flee in despair, not even wanting what they had originally selected.

"You cost me a sum of money." The old man frowned and gave Wilder a dissatisfied look, and said.

"I'm here to give you money. Believe me, flour doesn't make much money." Wilder replied indifferently.

The old man seemed to be used to it, and waved to Wilder with his back turned: "Come with me."

……

On a pitch-black passage, Wilde walked behind, and the old man walked in front, his legs and feet looked very agile, and he didn't look like he was just outside.

As he walked, he turned his back and said, "Are you a newcomer?"

"Yes." Although Wilder was a little surprised in his heart, he responded with a very flat tone on the surface.

The old man didn't seem like a person who would keep his mouth open. He continued: "Are you surprised? Why do you think I can see your identity as a newcomer at a glance?"

Wilde was about to speak, when the old man suddenly put one hand on his hip, pointed at it with one hand, and laughed loudly: "Hahahahaha! Of course! Only newcomers will come in through the main entrance!! You people like me See you a lot! Hahahaha!"

Wilder didn't speak. Seeing that there was no cooperation, the old man probably felt bored, so he haha ​​made a few endings, trying to make the topic not seem to end too abruptly.

Then the passage became quiet, and Wilde watched the old man scratching his ears and cheeks from behind, without stopping along the way.

"What do you do?" The old man finally couldn't bear it anymore and started the topic again.

"Murderer."

"A killer..." The old man turned his head and stared at Wilder for a while, then suddenly turned his head and continued walking: "It's a waste of your physique to be a killer."

Wilder didn't intend to reply, and the old man didn't mean it either. He stopped in front of an iron gate, turned his head and said to Wilder, "This is it, the missions inside are free, you can choose whatever you want, and you have to hand in when you enter." An entry fee."

"Thank you." Wilder said lightly, took out a small stack of Baileys from his robe, and stuffed it into the old man's hand.

"Okay, it's the same if you give it to me. You take this." The old man thought that Wilder took the entry fee, took out a notebook from his pocket, tore it out after writing and drawing on one of them, and handed it to him .

Wilder didn't say anything, and waited for the old man to walk away before he opened the door and walked in.

"Hit! Kill him! Hahaha! Twist his head off! Yes! That's it!"

"Asshole! Fight back! I've overwhelmed you with 800 million Baileys!"

As soon as he stepped in, the noisy voices immediately swarmed into his ears, and Wilder looked sideways at the source of the voices.

A huge iron cage came into view.

(End of this chapter)