Become a revolutionary mentor from a pirate

In a bar in a small town on the Clover Islands in the East China Sea, seven or eight villagers were chatting and drinking.

"I don't know how long it will take for it to rain. It has been more than 20 days in a row. With such a temperature, there is not enough water in the wells."

"Just wait a few more days. The caravan collecting food will come for the last time this year in a few months. It won't be a big problem."

The three people sitting around suddenly lowered their voices, and one of them said: "I don't know how long it will take for the New Times to publish its latest issue. The ending of the Black Wrist General has made me worried for more than ten days."

At this moment, the door of the bar was kicked open.

I saw a dozen guys walking in, either carrying flintlock guns or carrying swords at their waists.

The bearded leader walked to the bar, glanced at the shivering boss, and then drew his saber.

"Bang!"

The blade was embedded three-thirds of the way into the bar, and the bearded man said, "Take out all the good wine, do you understand?"

The owner of the tavern nodded repeatedly: "I understand... let's go now."

"Snapped."

Because he was too panicked, he fell down and broke his forehead, which made a dozen bandits laugh.

"As expected of the boss, this guy's posture just now was so ridiculous."

"Just the momentum can make the opponent surrender. Our boss is a big shot with a bounty of three million beli!"

The leading bandit boss was very proud. He sheathed his sword and walked to several villagers.

"Gu."

After swallowing, even though his face was red from drinking, after seeing the long knife on the other party's waist, the few people who had just been chatting happily got up and left quickly.

However, before they could go out, they were stopped by a bandit with a knife drawn.

"Uh-huh!"

The back of the knife swung violently.

"ah!!"

Ordinary villagers had their mouths full of blood, spit out a few teeth while screaming, and rolled on the ground in pain, wailing.

"Idiots! We are bandits!"

"You're looking down on us by leaving like this, you bastard!"

"Click."

The flintlock gun was pulled, and all five or six guns were pointed at the villagers at the door.

"My lord, my lord, the caravan to collect food has not arrived yet. We... we really have no money now."

Shivering in defense, seven or eight villagers squatted on the ground, one of whom was still sobbing and wailing.

However, a bandit stepped forward and kicked the villager who had just been knocked down by the back of a knife.

"Bang."

"What are you arguing about when I'm talking? Are you looking down on me, you bastard!"

"Bang."

"Have money to drink but no money to hand over? Who do we think we are? Good people?"

The last kick was towards the head, and he even raised the long knife in his hand.

"I'm talking to you, but I won't listen...so you really want to die, right? Do you want money rather than your life?"

The dazed middle-aged villager's face was covered with blood at this moment, and his eyes were just staring at the bandits: "You...you bunch...bastards!"

The angry voice was very small, but it clearly spread throughout this small tavern.

For a moment, the other five or six villagers who were kneeling on the ground widened their eyes with fear and uneasiness.

"My lord, my lord, he is a lunatic. There is something wrong with his mind. You..."

Before he finished speaking, more than a dozen bandits looked over at the same time, making the villagers swallow their words.

"Are you teaching me how to do something?"

At this time, the bandit leader, who had been silent all this time, stood behind the villagers, looking at them like animals.

Then he stretched out his hand, and his subordinate quickly handed over a flintlock gun.

Aim and pull the trigger.

"Bang!"

Sparks flew up and the middle-aged man, whose face was stained with blood, collapsed to the ground. The lead bullet penetrated his head and blood flowed all over the floor.

The bandit leader looked at the remaining villagers: "Do you still want to teach me how to do things now? I am a bandit! A big bandit with a reward of three million beli, can't those stupid pirates understand it?"

He casually took the wine bottle next to him, and after finishing the drink, Gululu kicked the kneeling and shivering villagers to the ground.

"I just made a deal worth 30 million beli. I asked you to pay the money to give you face! So you untouchables, are you unwilling to give me this face?"

The trembling villagers began to take out all their small denomination beli and begged, hoping to escape with their lives.

They knew this group of bandits. Originally, these guys didn't have so many weapons, but now they even have flintlock rifles.

Spend money to save your life, this is the only option.

At this time, the two members of CP9 who were hiding in the darkness of the tavern and keeping watch looked at each other.

"Do you want to take action?"

"That fruit has most likely been sold by them. I haven't encountered it during surveillance here. It's obvious that they went to complete the transaction they just mentioned."

"Report it first. It depends on the situation whether they will leave in a while."

"good."

…

Half an hour later, six villagers rolled away from the tavern carrying a body.

In the woods opposite the tavern, a group of revolutionary troops had been observing the movements of the tavern.

"These bastards actually killed a villager!"

"People from the World Government are inside, but they obviously don't care about the lives of ordinary people."

"Currently there is only the tavern owner left in the tavern, but if we take action, people from the World Government will discover our existence."

Captain Bach thought for a while, and then said: "No. As long as they come to the tavern for drinking, nothing will happen to the owner of the tavern in a short period of time. Wait a minute, these bandits from the World Government have already After waiting for so long, they will not let this opportunity pass.”

The three people's eyes narrowed slightly, and then became quiet again.

And just ten minutes later, three figures in the distance approached quickly, even shaving in order to hurry, and their target was the tavern.

"boom!"

This time, the wooden door of the tavern was kicked to pieces. After Fozzi walked in, his eyes immediately locked on the bandit.

"Asshole! Who are you?!"

"You dare to disturb our drinking, are you tired of living?"

"Kill him!"

"A guy looking for death."

…

In an instant, the long knife was pulled out, and the muzzles of several guns were pointed at the target.

However, Foz Fu didn't care, and still looked at the bandit leader who was drinking quietly.

"Ah!"

After a chuckle, Fozzie Fu said: "If I didn't know that you are just an ordinary bandit, with such a calm temperament, I would really think that you are some big shot."

After the words fell, the boss did not speak, but the dozen or so younger brothers began to compete for performance.

"What are you talking about, you bastard?"

"Shoot him!"

"shooting!"

"Bang bang bang..."

"The boss is offering a reward of three million..."

After a series of gunshots, the words that followed were swallowed back.

Because none of the lead bullets hit, they were all...avoided.

Fozzie Fu looked at the dumbfounded bandit leader: "So besides being a big shot, a guy who is as calm and composed as you just now may also occasionally appear in another situation, which is the ignorance of a frog in a well."

"It is because of ignorance that one becomes arrogant and complacent. Because one is so proud that one can only see a small piece of the sky, so one feels that one is a big shot, so one imitates the calmness of a big shot."

"To live."

The last words were obviously not meant for the bandits.

"Swish..."

Two CP9 spies disappeared instantly.

shave.

Rushing in front of him in an instant, the bandit was about to swing his sword, but found two bloody holes on his shoulders.

How could it be so fast?

These people... who are they?

Just as he thought about this, his knee was shattered, and severe pain hit him, causing him to roll on the ground and keep wailing.

In just a moment, except for the leader, all the bandits had their shoulders and knees pierced, and they were rolling and wailing on the wooden floor of the tavern.

This scene also left the bandit leader dumbfounded. The pretend wine glass he was holding fell off, smashed to the ground and rolled aside.

Fozzie Foo walked slowly to the opposite side and smiled disdainfully: "You don't even know about Devil Fruits. This sea area where the Pirate King Goldoroge once came from has become more and more in decline."

As he spoke, he patted the bandit leader's cheek: "Thirty million Baileys? Do you know that a Devil Fruit, even if it is the most common animal type, is a treasure worth 100 million in the Grand Line, you idiot!"

The pupils of the leader who was slapped on the cheek moved slightly: "Devil... fruit?"

Foz Fu smiled sarcastically: "It's your turn now. Tell me where the Devil Fruit was traded, and maybe I can spare your life."

"Really...really?"

At this moment, the bandit was no longer as arrogant as before, and the strength of the three people in front of him was beyond his understanding.

Avoiding bullets, he dispatched all of his men in a split second and stabbed them all through the shoulders and knees.

It's just like a monster!

I'm afraid those big pirates with bounty orders worth billions of Baileys are nothing more than that, right?

"puff."

The bandit lowered his head, fell to his knees and screamed when he saw the blood hole.

Foz Fu wiped his sharp fingers: "Don't challenge my patience, you frog in the well, ask again, where did you trade that Devil Fruit?"

"Before this, you mentioned in this tavern, who did you trade that strange-looking fruit with purple patterns to?!"

Seeing the other party raising that terrifying finger again, fear overwhelmed the pain, and the bandit said: "It's... a caravan, a caravan here to collect food! We... we exchanged some guns and supplies and returned With Bailey, I can give you everything..."

"Don't kill me... don't kill me... I can give it all to you."

Caravan?

Foz Fu's eyes narrowed slightly: "What's the name of the caravan? Where did it come from?"

However, it was obvious that he did not know this.

Soon, after ten fingers and ten toes were cut off, Fozzie Fu believed that this idiot really didn't know.

"team leader?"

"Have someone check all the merchant ships that have come during this period. It's only been such a short period of time, so the number of targets shouldn't be many."

"clear."

Then, Fozzie Fu stood up and walked to the bar, his eyes meeting the trembling tavern owner hiding behind.

"You heard everything, right?"

"No...no, I didn't hear anything, nothing...really...true."

The next moment, a cold light passed by.

"boom."

A bullet was fired from outside the tavern, directly breaking the long knife Foz Foo was wielding into two sections.

The darkness covered by the domineering aura of the weapon dissipated, and the warhead made a crisp sound when it hit the ground. It was a sharp warhead that was completely different from the lead bullets of a flintlock gun.

So far, apart from the revolutionary army, there are only a few left in the entire sea, which are used by some countries and pirates in the New World, such as the snipers of the Beasts Pirates.

But here...it's the East China Sea.

"Revolutionary Army?"

At this time, a man carrying a long gun walked into the tavern: "Navy Type Six is ​​not wearing navy uniforms, so you should be agents of the World Government? But even if you are agents of the World Government, you can't just label people like this. Bar?"

The tavern owner, who was waiting for death with his eyes closed under the bar, was stunned when he heard the sound. After seeing the person clearly, he ran over and crawled over.

"Bach...Bach, help me! Help me, Bach!"

There was no explanation, but it already explained his native identity.

This is a skill learned in the camouflage and concealment course: let the enemy deduce the result on his own, because the pride of human nature will naturally make him believe this result.

At this time, a total of five people, including the two CP9s who were hiding in the dark, vaguely surrounded Bach.

Fozzie Fu said: "Sniper, you only have one gun, and we have five people. That old guy heard something he shouldn't have heard, and he must die."

"Now that you know our identity, do you want to become an enemy of the World Government?"

Bach shook his head slightly: "He is just an ordinary tavern owner, an ordinary person who knows nothing and has no channels to leak your secrets. Of course, you can also try to see if you can keep me together."

The moment the words fell, a slash suddenly struck.

"Buzz..."

Under the aura of armed domineering, the slash was shattered by the butt of the gun.

shave.

A figure suddenly appeared behind him, and the finger gun was launched but missed.

Bach's Shiwense once again dodged a kick, and the tavern was directly cut off.

Turn around and shoot.

"boom!"

At the same time as the gunfire rang out, a CP9's black hat was shot through and fell off.

"The next shot will be to the head."

In an obvious warning, Foz Fu waved his men to stop.

"Walk."

Without any hesitation, Foz Fu led his team members and left directly.

Just the degree of domineering he had just revealed had already proven that if they fought, they would definitely suffer losses, and he himself might even be killed.

In the tavern, the boss thanked Bach profusely.

However, when Bach was waiting to leave and the tavern owner was persuaded to pack his luggage and prepare to leave for a while, a figure suddenly appeared.

"puff!"

The tavern owner's heart was pierced and he fell to the ground without breathing.

Wearing a mask, CP0 dialed the phone: "Report: A revolutionary soldier has been confirmed in the CP9 operation area of ​​the Clover Islands in the East China Sea."

…

Among the powers that be, mariegeia.

In recent times, information about the rubber fruit will be transmitted here whenever there are changes.

With the attention of the Five Old Stars, the CP organization also understood the importance of this superhuman devil fruit.

So the information about a bandit in the East China Sea who had a bounty of no more than 3 million Baileys appeared in the hands of the five most powerful people in the world.

Saint Satan frowned and said: "This is the situation again... For eight hundred years, this Devil Fruit has coincidentally avoided us every time."

Saint Maz: "The animal-type devil fruit stores the will of the past. Only those with the ability to inherit this will can master the awakening."

Saint Wuchuli: "But eight hundred years have passed. Regarding that devil fruit, this may be the last chance or two."

Eight hundred years.

This point in time is very important, just like Kozuki Toki of Wano Country, or if Gol D Roger of Rafdru...

The Five Old Stars, who are at the top of the world's power, seem to also know what will happen at this point in time.

Nashou Langsheng put down the intelligence record in his hand: "The revolutionary army also appeared in CP9's operation area. These rats are really annoying."

After the words fell, Wu Laoxing was silent for a moment.

Saint Maz asked: "The group of criminals O'Hara missed... will they know the origin of that fruit?"

Saint Satan shook his head slightly: "I don't know, but the intelligence shows that there is only one person on the other side, and he stopped CP9 in order to protect a pariah."

Peter Saint: "Kill him as soon as possible. If it really attracts the attention of the revolutionary army, with the ability of the cloaked man, the fruit with its own consciousness may have another accident."

Saint Wuchuli: "This is also what I am considering. If there is the participation of the cloaked man, and the teleportation ability plus the high probability of coincidence, the probability of accidents will be greatly increased."

Saint Satan nodded slightly: "Then let CP9 continue to act. The goals of the navy and CP0 are too big, and let CP0 wipe out the revolutionary army."

At this time, Saint Nashoulang said solemnly: "The untouchables in that town may be able to play some role."

Saint Satan: "To attract attention, if a bandit loses its effect, the caravan CP9 will investigate, but in order to prevent the revolutionary army from asking anything..."

Maz Sheng: "It's just a bunch of bugs."

…

A week later, the town where the Pig's Head Tavern was located was massacred, and no one survived.

At the entrance of the town, the Bach team, which had been busy for a week, were just about to return to their base, but they stopped at the same time.

"Captain, it's a little quiet."

"Sniff... It's the smell of blood."

The next moment, the three of them looked at each other and rushed in.

The scattered bodies on the street fell in a pool of blood. When they pushed open the doors, no one was alive.

This scene made the three look very ugly.

A breeze blew by.

"Clatter."

The three looked over and saw a pirate flag hanging on the eaves. It was a pirate group in the East China Sea with a bounty of 10 million Baileys.

In this weakest sea, a bounty of 10 million Baileys is already a big pirate.

But Bach and the other two knew very well that it was not this pirate group, because this notorious pirate group was wiped out by their family not long ago.

"Assholes!"

"It must be them..."

The two teammates shouted angrily, but Bach stared at the dense forest not far ahead.

"Retreat."

The order was issued, and the two people with bloodshot eyes and anger immediately restrained their emotions, and the three retreated quickly.

"Since we're already here, there's no need to leave."

Three people wearing strange masks appeared, and the guy in the middle disappeared instantly.

"Bang!"

With a gunshot, the CP0 avoided the attack, raised his hand and swung it suddenly, slashing past.

"Boom!"

The opponent's observation Haki was obviously better than Bach's.

"Captain, let's go!"

One of the team members had a glimmer of determination in his eyes, and he drew out the long sword at his waist, which was covered with armed Haki, and faced the slash.

Bach's eyes condensed slightly, and the next moment, without any hesitation, he led another teammate to retreat quickly.

The CP9 record made in the previous operation was still in his arms, and there was even a small-scale signal receiving device, which was something that absolutely could not be lost.

After the operation, these things would generally be hidden in a place known only to the team leader, and even the team members could not know it under the principle of confidentiality.

The record would expose their purpose, and the signal receiving device would make the World Government be on guard after that, and these things could not be lost anyway.

"Ayag, ask for help."

After Bach said that, he raised the sniper rifle in his hand directly, and pulled the trigger under the lock of observation Haki.

"Bang!"

The huge recoil was reduced by the Armament Haki on the shoulder, and the bullet shot out suddenly.

Paper painting. Afterimage!

The shadow that hit disappeared, and the opponent was already approaching.

"Bang!"

The butt of the gun covered with Haki collided with the opponent's fist, and Bach was hit back.

And Ayag, who had just connected the channel, had his communication device shattered by a shot.

Another CP0 holding a flintlock rifle looked here: "The Revolutionary Army operates in the form of a team of three, so we also prepared three people. How about it? Is it fair?"

The next moment, the pistol pulled the trigger continuously, and the bullets with Haki whizzed in. For a moment, Ayag's Observation Haki was fully opened.

"Puff."

A lead bullet hit the arm, and the huge force even broke his Armament Haki, causing him to fly out.

"So it's wrong to call for help in such a fair situation. I've waited for you for so long, so I'd better keep my life, how about it?"

This CP0 is like a chatterbox, but every word really disturbs Ayag's mind.

The guy in the middle at the beginning must be the strongest, and his teammates are now using their lives to buy time for them.

Even Captain Bach is also buying time for himself...

The communication device is broken, but there is still something.

That thing is an emergency call for help when there is no magnetic field chaos signal, but now the other party is staring at him...

"What are you thinking? If you don't call for help as soon as possible, all your teammates will be killed."

The moment the voice fell, the other party fired again.

...

At the same time, Lor, who was the first to be cut off, was knocked away by a punch.

The armed color domineering covering his abdomen was concave, and his internal organs were damaged by a blow.

"Do you think you can hold me back?"

CP0 kicked his feet.

Shave!

"Boom!"

Lor, who had just stood up, was kicked away again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Asshole..."

Gritting his teeth, he stood up again. Lor's observation Haki had reached its peak.

"Swish."

A shadow passed by.

I saw it!

"Bang!"

After being kicked away again, Lor still stood up to block the other party: "You...don't even think about passing!"

...