Arkham in the pirate world

On Cessna Island, in a cheap tavern owned by a local, Vespucci was sitting alone in the corner, with a bottle of wine in front of his seat, and he was drinking alone.

Suddenly, a figure sat down opposite him. Vespucci didn't even raise his head. In a cheap tavern like this, there is no such thing as a booth. Anyone can sit in the unoccupied seat, even if there is someone he doesn't know opposite him. stranger, maybe even make a friend.

Vespucci is neither the kind of guy who looks fierce and makes people difficult to approach at first glance, nor is he a gentleman who is luxuriously and well-dressed and makes people feel distant. He has messy hair, an unkempt beard, and tattered clothes. Like a beggar, he definitely wouldn't stand out in such a cheap tavern.

Even so, Vespucci is definitely not dirty. Unlike other men who dress the same as him, his body is filled with the pungent odor of sweat, wine and other strange odors. In today's tavern, It smells like this everywhere.

"You can use wine to drown your sorrows, Mr. Vespucci," said the person who sat down.

In the noisy tavern, Vespucci raised his head slightly, parted his hair hanging on his face slightly, revealing a single eye. He looked at the man who sat down with some surprise, picked up the wine glass on the table, took a sip, Said: "It's surprising that a big shot like you comes to a place like this. Are you looking for some excitement? It's like being used to delicacies from the mountains and seas and wanting to taste the rough grains and wild vegetables from the countryside."

"A big shot like you wouldn't be drinking here," Liszt said with a smile.

Cessna Island is an autumn island. Although it is surrounded by mountains on three sides, the climate here is pleasant. However, as summer is coming to an end, the weather has become slightly cooler, and there was a light rain today. Therefore, on other islands, that kind of When wearing a swimsuit when going out, it is probably impossible to see beauties in bikinis on the beach.

Liszt did not wear a suit today, but casually wore casual clothes with a jacket, just like many tourists who came to Cessna Island.

Therefore, none of the drinkers around him recognized him, and there was no scene where a big shot greeted him as soon as he appeared. There were only a few scantily clad girls sitting on shabby sofas, their eyes brightening.

It wasn't that they recognized Liszt, but that they recognized the clothes he was wearing. They were from a well-known brand in the New World and were expensive.

And such a man, appearing in such a bar, is obviously a Kaizi in their eyes.

Of course, you also need to use methods to catch women. They did not take the initiative and were still observing, because men who wear brand-name clothes may not necessarily be rich. There are also men who want to take advantage of others and deliberately dress fashionably to deceive women. .

How to quickly distinguish between rich and poor people has become a test of their vision.

Liszt seemed very easy-going, but his temperament seemed out of place with the other people in this cheap tavern. He was obviously not an ordinary person.

"Look, because of your appearance, I got the attention of girls. Who is the big shot?" Vespucci pursed his lips towards the shabby sofa.

As Liszt glanced over, a woman pulled on the shoulder straps, deliberately letting most of the suspender skirt that only covered half of it fall down, revealing her snow-white skin, with some dark red looming in the tulle skirt. A woman's story She coquettishly raised her long legs, wearing boots and black stockings, and winked at him. A woman pulled up her skirt, exposing some of her already pitifully short skirt.

The girls sitting there are a sight to behold, and many of the drinkers in the bar come to them. As long as they sit there and occasionally pose, the daily turnover of the bar can increase by to %, which can also increase the daily turnover of the bar. Therefore, they can get a tip from the bar that can support them or their families. Of course, they are different from street girls.

What's different

Prices are different

Street girls don't pick customers. They are different. They won't go with a man easily unless the price is right and there is a guy like Liszt.

There are many good men like this in the gambling city, and there are also women like this who rely on their bodies to get ahead.

Shameful?

Just for life.

Liszt turned around and said, "The bar's business is not bad."

"Society is a pyramid, a city, and a pyramid. At the top of the pyramid are the powerful and powerful people like you who control the fate of the city. They are surrounded by people when they come in and out, live in mansions, and are surrounded by beautiful women. The bottom of the pyramid forms the bottom of the pyramid. What’s special is that a large number of ordinary people are working hard for life every day and are busy working for their destiny.” Vespucci said.

After the opening of the casino on Cessna Island, the gamblers who came here included the rich and powerful who spent a lot of money, as well as the poor and down-and-out pirates who wanted to have a chance. They gathered in the casino built by local residents. Looking for opportunities in small hotels and small hotels.

"Although there are many entertainment facilities on Cessna Island, an amusement park, parks, etc., and there will also be various entertainment venues for gamblers in the casino, but they all require money, and for many people at the bottom or with financial constraints, For example, after a busy day, instead of going to a place like that, why not go to a cheap pub, order a glass of low-quality or watered wine, brag to the drinkers, and exchange information and chat at the same time? Gossip.”

"It seems that you are not very satisfied with the work of the city hall," Liszt said.

"No, I'm just telling a fact."

"Haha, life is just different."

Vespucci poured the wine from the bottle into the glass, only half of it was poured. He drank it all in one gulp and said, "What do you want from me?"

"I heard something about you from Romu. Are you interested in serving as the Sheriff of Cessna Island?"

Liszt did not lie to Vespucci. He could not collect any information about Vespucci, so he simply went directly to Peresromou, and through him, he got some understanding of Vespucci.

Vespucci's one eye was surprised, and then he muttered: "I'm sorry, Sheriff Romu, but you think an alcoholic who drinks all day long can manage the security of this island. Besides, the security of the island is not the responsibility of the Justice League." "

"No, the security you are responsible for is different from what they are responsible for. What you are responsible for is security at sea," Lister said.

"I'm not interested at all. I'm different from Romulus. Romulus still has ambitions. For me, a bottle of wine a day is enough," Vespucci said.

"Really? I heard that you have been silently guarding Cessna Island. Ever since the Cessna Kingdom was destroyed by the Don Quixote family, you also control an armed force, right? On Cessna Island In the underground world, the King's Army of the Kingdom of Cessna, once defeated by Doflamingo, is still lingering."

The small amount of wine rippled in the wine glass in front of Vespucci. He shrugged and said, "I don't understand what you are saying."

"You know Romu, he has very powerful eyes. He once followed you secretly." Liszt said.

Finally, Vespucci's calm face showed anger. His one eye shot out a frightening gaze, staring at Liszt, gritting his teeth and saying: "What on earth do you want to do?"

Liszt smiled and said: "Don't be so angry. Romou only said that he followed you and didn't tell me what he saw. However, if I really want to check, I should not be able to check on Cessna Island now." Things that don’t come out.”

Vespucci was stunned.

"Guys like you who disguise yourself are very dangerous," Liszt said.

"We are just trying to protect our homeland. We have never violated others," Vespucci said.

Liszt pointed at Vespucci and said: "Protect yourself, just say it with your mouth. I saw it, but pirates are rampant on Cessna Island. What are you protecting? You don't want to shed blood and sweat, but you also want to protect yourself." Live a happy life. Should I say you are naive or greedy? I slap you in the face and you don’t dare to fight back. Do you believe it or not?”

Vespucci glared at Liszt.

"If you dare to fight back, I will find your old subordinates and arrest them for any reason, such as spreading rumors or undermining social stability. If you work on your relationship in prison, you will not be a cripple when you come out. Crippled, do you dare to fight back?" Liszt narrowed his eyes.

Vespucci clenched his fists and his face turned red, redder than the wine he had drunk for decades.

Liszt stood up and shook his head and said, "Romius sometimes makes mistakes, haha."

Veterans never die, but their bloodiness fades away.

An unexpected patient came to Deuss in the Moby-Dick medical room.

Recently, Deus has gradually been able to take on the tasks of treating minor injuries such as suturing wounds assigned to him by the ship's doctor.

"Oh, little doctor, this is just the right time," Whitebeard said with a smile when he saw Deus.

"Lord Whitebeard"

Because he was too nervous and surprised, Deus called Whitebeard's name vaguely.

Because Ace is a guest of the Whitebeard Group, and the members of the Spade Pirates are his younger brothers. For Deus, the captain is Ace, and he cannot call Whitebeard Dad.

"Hey, don't be so formal. I just want to see a doctor." Whitebeard sat down, stretched out his arms from the coat on his shoulders, and spread them flat.

Deus looked at it and said, "Is it a burn?"

It seems that the legendary monster can also be injured.

"Will it hurt? It doesn't seem serious, but it's better to apply ice until the pain subsides. The reason is"

Whitebeard remained silent.

Although he was the one who opened his mouth to ask, Deus quickly thought of the reason why Whitebeard was burned.

"Ace did it"

Just now, Ace started another routine challenge to seize Whitebeard's head. Then, he lost again and was sent flying into the sea. He had lost dozens of times.

"It's too shameless to keep it a secret for me, little doctor," Whitebeard said.

"Please call me doctor, I'm still a medical student," Deus said, cleaning the wound with water and then bandaging it. Without disinfection, it can promote natural healing.

"Oh thank you"

Whitebeard raised his head and looked at the bandaged palm.

"It's troublesome if you get an infection. You need to keep your hands clean," Deus said.

"Speaking of your captain," Whitebeard said.

"hmm"

"He has become a lot stronger. He has challenged me countless times." This was the first time that Whitebeard was forced to accept the fire fist. Whitebeard stood up and smiled faintly.

Deus checked his notebook and said, "Today is the ninety-ninth chapter."

Whitebeard glanced at it and said with a smile: "You are really serious, this is all recorded."

"I'm still short of this personality. Will Ace be able to touch you?" Deus asked cautiously. Of course, he didn't expect an answer.

"What about the hundredth time? This has to be decided by Sachi and the others. It doesn't matter if it's the hundredth time or the thousandth time."

"Are you cultivating Ace?"

"Don't praise me, little doctor, gula la la," Whitebeard laughed.

Deus was puzzled.

"I like those stupid people who challenge the new world, so if you want to stay, just stay."

Whitebeard gave the younger generation a place to stay, and guys like Ace who stumbled in could have a bite to eat here.

"Aceta"

Deus looked at Whitebeard and couldn't help but speak. The words reached his lips but he didn't finish them.

What he wants to say is that Ace is the son of your former rival Roger, and then the World Government may have noticed this possibility and wants to recruit Ace into the Shichibukai.

What if the remaining son of the Pirate King lives under the command of Whitebeard, one of the four emperors?

Deus was scared

Will this be a stone that breaks the three-legged power of the Navy Headquarters, the Shichibukai and the Four Emperors, and becomes the trigger for the next turmoil?

"Yeah" Whitebeard looked at Deus.

"ah nothing"

Deus decided not to tell Whitebeard about this, nor to anyone else. It was up to Ace himself.

"Ace wants to make a name for himself, so he's staring at your head."

"That's what makes it puzzling. If you want fame, wouldn't it be better to become a Shichibukai? Why are you obsessed with my head? If you want to defeat the Yonko, you can also find the red-haired head. Do you think that I It’s hard to deal with it when you’re old,” Whitebeard said.

"That's not the case." Deus quickly explained: "For the red hair, you have to repay the favor. We have a certain fate with him. Ace's younger brother was once saved by Shanks."

"Ouch" Whitebeard made an interested sound.

"Ace, there is another brother who passed away, although I don't know the details." Deus carefully selected what he could say.

Ace said goodbye to his parents. Ace hated the fact that he was raised by bandits in this era of great pirates.

Brothers who had made a promise to "go to sea together and become pirates" were killed by the Celestial Dragons as soon as they went to sea.

Of course, Deuce had been holding back the fact that Ace was Roger's son.

"I see."

Whitebeard thought carefully about the young man Ace.

"In other words, that Fireball boy doesn't want to be a pirate, right? I understand a little bit," Whitebeard said.

"This" Deus looked at Whitebeard.

"He went to sea because of the agreement he made with his brother. Is that all and then became a Celestial Dragon? Is this the confusion in his heart?"

Deus listened to Whitebeard's words and thought to himself, maybe that's it. Ace's motive for becoming famous is to eliminate the memory of hatred for his father. For this reason, becoming a pirate is just a means, not an end. .

"That guy Ace, maybe he doesn't understand his own affairs either."

"It's the same for everyone, especially when you're young."

Whitebeard said: "Except for those who think they know everything, the only ones left are old people who have given up on themselves."

"Actually, since I got on this ship, and in the process of treating everyone, I have realized a little bit. The reason why I turned against my father, a doctor, and left medicine behind to go to sea may be a bit trivial," Deus said.

"There is no such thing. Parents are a big issue for anyone and for whatever reason."

"Meeting Ace and meeting my friends has allowed me to reach this point. It's all thanks to Ace. But I'm just chasing after what Ace keeps showing me. I can never reach it by myself. Scenery. Ace is still confused now. If hatred will become the reason for destroying himself, but will not become the reason for living. This contradiction will begin to take shape because of encountering you as a barrier."

Deus and the others who relied on Ace were the same. The Spade Pirates had been shattered into pieces when they encountered the iron wall of Whitebeard's tsunami.

"What the little doctor said is really obscure and difficult to understand."

Whitebeard seemed to have read through Deus' thoughts while talking and laughing.

"I'm not a wall. I can't help with that. Walls are things you build in your own mind. Whatever you want, you will achieve something."

A ship flying the flag of the King's Chamber of Commerce of a certain kingdom in the New World docked at Cessna Island. Sabo and Kerra, pretending to be passengers, followed the crew to the floating island dock.

Because Cessna Island's deep-water port has limited berths, except for some distinguished guests' ships, other foreign merchant ships and passenger ships can only berth at the man-made floating island pier outside the bay.

Passing through the corridor connecting the floating island to the port, Sabo and Kella soon met their revolutionary army partners.

Rezmax didn't come, his reputation was too great.

Reputation has its advantages and disadvantages.

If he appeared at the port, he would definitely attract attention. This would violate the revolutionary army's code of conduct of "low-key" and "confidentiality."

After all, no one knows whether there will be cipherpol's intelligence personnel at the port. If the revolutionary army thinks of establishing a stronghold on Cessna Island, cipherpol will definitely think of it.

Following the contact, Sabo and Kerra merged into the flow of people on the street. The neat and flat road was filled with people coming and going. There were shops on both sides of the street, with a dazzling array of goods in the windows. Looking up, the most conspicuous thing was a pyramid-like building. There is a ferocious golden crocodile on the top of the tower.

"It's such a prosperous city," Kerra sighed.

"what is that"

"That's the center of this area, Crocodile Casino in Crocodile, one of the Shichibukai." The contact person, a young man in his twenties, explained.

"I also work there now. On Cessna Island, there are nine districts in total, one for each casino, making it easier to manage."

"I heard these were only built this year," Sabo asked.

"yes"

The young man said: "In the old Cessna Island, there were no high-rise buildings like today. These are all newly built. The old city, which is the site of the former Cessna Kingdom, has not yet been renovated. I heard that the city hall listened to the local people According to my opinion, some buildings with historical significance will be preserved, and you can go there and have a look."

"But you should be careful. The streets over there are shabby and dilapidated, the houses are low, and there are garbage everywhere. In fact, most of the locals have moved out from there and moved into the residential areas planned by the city hall. There are only some nostalgic old people who are reluctant to leave, and those moneyless guys who come from other places hoping to make a fortune here will hang out there, making the security there particularly bad."

"Is there such a place on such a paradise-like island?" Kerla said.

"Let's go take a look first. How about it?"

Seeing that both Sabo and Kerra were interested, the young man said, "That's okay, it's not too far from the old city."

The young man took Sabo and Kerra through the streets and passed a section of the city wall. Then, a completely different world appeared in front of him, like a slum. Along the dilapidated streets, small groups of people gathered together in twos and threes, with evil intentions. He looked at everyone who came in. Outside the house, old people were lying on chairs and basking in the sun. There were also sounds of fighting or the breathing of mixed men and women coming from some alleys.

Kella frowned and said: "I thought Liszt was a special person, but it turns out he is no different from those mediocre kings."

Not many people within the Revolutionary Army knew Liszt's name, only the core figures. On the one hand, Liszt's assistance and transactions to the Revolutionary Army were mainly under a pseudonym. On the other hand, Liszt was not wanted within the Revolutionary Army. If Te's name is too loud, it will affect the stability of the organization.

And Kerra and Sabo, as Dorag's "students", are of course the core.

The young man was startled by Kerla's words and said quickly: "Don't say such nonsense. There are many people on this island who are admirers of Mr. List."

Sabo frowned and looked back at the city wall. There were two worlds separated by a wall. He had a vague feeling of familiarity, but why couldn't he remember it?

Because Sabo went to sea, he was shot down by a Draco cannon and fell into the water. Fortunately, he was rescued by Drago, but he also lost his memory because of this. He could not remember the memory before going to sea.

"Then why doesn't he solve the problem here?" Kella asked.

The young man explained: "Actually, the slow progress of the renovation of the old city is also due to the local people. Some old people prefer to live in such a place. They are used to it and unite to prevent the city hall from starting. There are also some ruffians, they don't want to I want to move out and want to take the opportunity to ask the city hall for a high demolition fee.”

"I see, it turns out I misunderstood. I'm really sorry." Kerla scratched her head.

"No, it's nothing. In fact, Mr. Lister is a very easy-going person. I met him from a distance when I was working in the casino. He is very young, younger than me." The young man said.

"Really? Isn't he handsome?"

"Absolutely. On Cessna Island, women who want to marry him can queue up from the floating island to the door of the city hall. I heard that Big, one of the four emperors, wants to marry him."

"No, Big is almost seventy years old, right?"

Listening to the chatter between the two, Sabo glanced around and said thoughtfully: "Many things are not just caused by one aspect."