Pirate's Swamp Fruit

The stands were filled with brightly dressed people, including graceful ladies and pot-bellied businessmen. Everyone's face was engraved with excitement, their faces became distorted, they were shouting, and their eyes were filled with excitement. The red light that wants to eat people.

Under the stands is a huge iron cage, which is stained with something that is not known to be rust or blood. It seems that there is still a foul smell emanating from it.

Inside the iron cage, a thin and tall figure confronted each other.

After a while, they attacked each other again.

The thin and small person is nimble and nimble, while the tall and tall person's punch is powerful and heavy, and the range is very large, covering almost half of the space.

Fist to the flesh, flesh and blood flying.

The more tragic and bloody the scene is, the more it will arouse the excited shouts of the people in the stands. The distorted faces reveal the naked humanity, which is ugly and dirty.

Wilde took a few glances, then shifted his gaze, and walked inside.

His appearance attracted the attention of some people in the exchange, and they focused on Wilder with curiosity, thoughtfulness, or grinning eyes.

"The new guy looks so special."

The red goblin mask on his face has aroused some interest.

Wilder ignored the eyes that were focused on him and walked towards a dark shop in the back.

There is a yellow and white shabby curtain hanging at the door, covering the upper part. The lower part of the curtain is a counter connected to the wall. Inside the counter is a small space, and there is a man wrapped in bandages. People sit in it.

Wilde stepped forward, opened the curtain, and stood still in front of the counter.

The bandaged "newcomer" had a sharp voice and a sinister look in his eyes as he looked at Wilder.

"Yes."

"The entry fee is Baileys." He retracted his gaze and said without raising his head.

Wilder took out the paper ticket given by the old man, put it on the counter, and pushed it in.

The sound of paper rubbing against the counter made the man in the bandage raise his head involuntarily, his eyes lingered on the paper for a moment, then he raised his head, looked at Wilder and said slowly and calmly: "The entry fee is . "

The tall body maintained a standing posture, and the face under the red evil ghost mask showed no expression. He stared at the person in the bandage without speaking.

The person in the bandage was also expressionless, perhaps because he felt that he lacked a little explanation. He looked at Wilder, picked up the piece of paper on the counter, and continued to calmly say: "This thing is useless."

"Really?" The voice under the mask was low, and no emotion could be heard in it, but the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a bit.

"Yes." The man in the bandage responded calmly.

Wilder didn't say anything more, he took out a stack of Baileys from his robe, took back two-tenths, and put the rest on the counter.

The man in the bandage put away the money, Wilde saw a smile from his bandage, the corners of his mouth curled downward, and he didn't say anything.

"Professional" said the man in the bandage.

"Killer."

He nodded and said, "Turn right and there is a reward and task wall inside. You can do all the tasks on it. If you choose one, you can take it off the wall and register here. After the task is completed, you can also go here to receive the task gold." While talking, he wrote down Wilder's information on a form, and at the same time picked up the camera to take a picture of Wilder.

"This is a necessary process. Of course, you can also choose to uncover the mask." He said that he had already filled out the information and put it away in the drawer at the back.

"Of course, I have some special tasks here, probably regardless of bounty hunters or killers. It is more difficult to complete, and the time will not be too short. If you are interested, you can directly receive these tasks from me."

He was probably in a better mood after making a fortune than when he first came in. After speaking, he walked out of the counter, walked past Wilde, and took the lead to the right: "Come with me, I Take you to see."

Wilder followed him without saying a word.

Soon, a horizontal aisle appeared at the end of the aisle. There were haircuts on both sides of the wall in front of it, which read: Suitable for killers and suitable for bounty hunters.

The killer turned to the left, and Wilde followed the bandage man into it.

Inside is a huge space made up of six walls, divided into various areas, and the walls of each area are covered with mission instructions without exception.

"These are all, you can choose at will. Some of the tasks here have been here for several years, and there are even some that have never been touched by anyone. You can judge these by yourself. They are marked with stars, one to five. Basically, The advice I give to newcomers is to start from level one. After all, life is more important, right? Of course, no one will stop those who want to die. In short, everything is your own choice. If nothing happens, I will go out and you can make your own choice. "After saying this, the bandaged man left on his own.

Wilder walked to a wall and looked up at the task list above.

His eyes were mainly attracted by the task sheets at the top, one of which read: kill the former king of Dressrosa, King Liku, and the task gold was million.

The star rating is five stars, that is, level five. It is one of the highest level tasks here. The task list is also distinguished from other task lists below level five. There are more gold patterns on the edges, making it look more advanced.

Wilder also took a cursory look at the other five-star task lists. One of them was to kill Drought Jack. The task fee was billion beli, which was half times more than the Navy's bounty for him. Moreover, this amount was still a transaction. What is given, plus the amount of money that the exchange secretly wants to make, I am afraid the amount will have to be increased by at least to million.

There is also a five-star task list that requires killing the leader of a country, and the task gold is million.

Unfortunately, these five-star missions all have one thing in common: no one has taken them, or someone has taken them before, but they all failed without exception.

Wilder set his sights on other star-rated missions, and finally chose a three-star mission to assassinate a country's nobles. The mission gold was million, which was considered to be a relatively high reward among three-star missions. a task.

There are some basic introductions above. For example, the name of the mission target is Chisaro Vasaro, the location is in the Kingdom of Bolu, and his identity is a noble in the kingdom and a minister in the kingdom.

In addition, there are some related basic information, but they are not very useful, and I don’t know when the information was obtained. A lot of information is not necessarily accurate. After all, people and things are changing as time goes by.

There are fifteen red dots painted with pen and ink on the bottom of this task list, which means that this task has been received fifteen times, and all fifteen times ended in failure. Specifically, whether the killers who received the task died or Give up and no one knows.

Wilder peeled it off the mission wall, turned and walked outside.

When he returned to the counter, the bandage man was already inside. He took the task list handed over by Wilder and glanced at it. He glanced at Wilder slightly, and then said nothing. I foldered together my files with Derek and put them in another drawer inside.

"I have some information about this mission here. To get it, you need to pay half a million beli. You can also choose to refuse. We never force people."

After he finished speaking, he paused and continued: "Of course, in order to avoid misunderstanding, I must make it clear in advance that the information is not % correct. As long as the error does not exceed %, then we will not accept any Refunds or finding faults, etc.”

"I know, then, I want this information." Wilder took out half a million beli and put it on the counter, but did not take his hand away from the pile of beli.

Facing the bandaged man's slightly puzzled and gradually sharpening eyes, Wilder said in an extremely calm and low tone: "What do you want so much money for?"

"I like it," he said.

Wilder moved his hand and allowed the bandaged man to take the money in. The five hundred thousand beli was a normal transaction, so he would naturally not make any special attitude.

However, the eight hundred thousand before

Wilder's eyes flickered a few times.

"What's going on?" Before leaving, Wilder looked at the big iron cage and asked.

"Oh." The bandaged man followed Wilder's gaze and said in a matter-of-fact tone: "The company wants to make money, so it can't be justified not to hold one or two entertainment facilities in such a large space to make a little money. You Say yes, Mr. Red Ghost Newcomer."

He seems to have decided on Wilder's name or code name on his own initiative, and it has also been included in the information.

"Okay, then goodbye." Wilder said nothing more and walked towards the exit.

"bang"

A black shadow slammed into Wilder's face, splashing dust and billowing, and one after another looked at him watching the show.

Wilder's tall body stood motionless, and the red ghost mask made it impossible to see his true expression.

He looked forward quietly, as if he didn't see the bloody corpse at his feet, which was smashed as cargo.

"Let's fight the new guy." The door of the iron cage was opened, and a thin figure stood by the door looking at Wilder with a ferocious and bloodthirsty smile on his face.

The corpse on the ground was the tall one next to him when he came in. His entire head had been turned degrees. Obviously, this was the result of the battle.

The gaze under the mask moved down slightly, focusing on the corpse under his feet, and Wilde's expression was cold and calm.

He didn't answer.

The man with the bandages followed him at some point, and stood behind Wilder, his tone seemed to be stating: "Being on stage as a killer or bounty hunter and defeating the challenger can not only get a rich Bailey, but also get an exchange The treasure chest of mysterious information provided."

"No one knows the information in the treasure chest. If you open it, it may reveal what a certain character had for lunch yesterday, or it may be that the legendary Drought Jack is lying half-dead somewhere waiting for you to kill him."

After saying that, the bandaged man stood quietly.

"Like this" Wilder's hoarse voice sounded. He turned his head slightly and looked towards the iron cage.

The thin figure was bathed in blood, and when he saw this, he grinned and showed a mouthful of cold white fangs, and smiled brightly.

The stands quickly became lively, and the excitement and madness seemed to be contagious. On the distorted faces, pairs of scarlet eyes stared at the scene inside the huge iron cage.

Inside the iron cage, the two stood facing each other with a distance of about ten meters. The thin man seemed even smaller in front of Wilder.

It's like a child versus an adult.

There are no referees, only brass bells hanging from the top of the cage.

"Your mask is so ugly. I'm going to take it off later and tear your face apart." The thin, ugly monkey-like man's voice was unexpectedly rich. He looked at Wilder, his eyes filled with tears. He said with a bloodthirsty light and a ferocious smile.

"clang clang"

The bell rang

then

The picture seemed to freeze, and everyone saw Wilder's figure completely disappearing like a gust of wind the moment the sound sounded.

After that, a tall body appeared behind the thin man. His broad palms opened up and wrapped around the thin man's head. The body twisted slightly and bent down. The muscles in his arms bulged, and then he quickly penetrated into the hard floor of the iron cage. , stones flew out in the blink of an eye, gravel flew everywhere, and smoke filled the air.

Under the palm of his hand, his head sank deeply into the cracked hole, blood slowly flowed out, and the entire stand was silent.

Everyone is trying hard to remember what just happened

Each face maintained a dull expression, and there was no response for a long time.

It wasn't until Wilder opened the iron door of the cage and walked out that the uproar broke out

"One move only takes one move."

Unbelievable expressions crept up on the faces of everyone in the stands, and when they came back to their senses, they recalled the scene just now, and their hearts stopped beating for a moment.

Then there was a more excited and distorted cry, a group of crazy people screaming.

"Red Ghost"

"Red Ghost"

"Red Ghost"

There is only one voice left in the entire exchange, as if it is welcoming the new king, or the freshness brought by the death of the old king. The never-before-seen pictures and plots are like a stimulant stabbing into the blood vessels. The excitement is unparalleled.

The bandaged man froze completely, standing on the spot. He watched Wilder walking towards him, his heart seemed to slow down for a beat, and then a big hammer hit his heart hard, and he suddenly woke up.

He calmed down his chaotic breath and looked more calm. He had already eaten the money, and there was no use regretting it.

He nodded slightly to the approaching Wilder, clapped his hands, and turned to the waiter walking beside him and said, "Go and get an intelligence treasure box from the warehouse. In addition, get another million Baileys." He said and handed the waiter a copper-yellow key.

The waiter took it and left.

"Red Ghost, you don't mind if I call you that"

"Of course." Wilder's voice could not hear any fluctuations or emotions. He deliberately lowered his voice to make his voice hoarse.

"The reward for defeating the Slender Monkey is eight million. There is also an information treasure box, which is all here. The amount is ten million. The extra two million is my respect for you. You really gave me a surprise. , Mr. Red Ghost.”

After the waiter came back, the bandage man took what he brought and placed it in front of Wilder.

Wilder stared at him deeply for a moment without poking.

He took what he was supposed to take, turned around, and walked out of the exchange regardless of the frenzied crowds in the stands.

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