Pirate Hunter Legend

Diqi took away Luz's gun and gave Luz a good beating. He planned to go to the place Luz mentioned. 20 berries. Now is the time when money is needed. No matter if it is the big brother who saves people. , or my dream.

The dock is bustling with people, and many ships from other countries are parked on the outer sea. The next five days are the food sales days of this month, and several surrounding countries will send fleets to purchase food.

The only advantage of purchasing grain on Yingzhi Island is that all grain-carrying ships will receive the protection of Varuru. Varuru will not allow grain-carrying ships that have purchased their own grain to be attacked on their way back, because this commercial route Road can always make the Juice Pirates' wallets bulge.

The Krauser family is very busy during this time. This time of every month is when they empty their warehouses and deliver food orders.There is also chaos on Yingzhi Island, because envoys from various countries, representatives of the rebel army, or some other forces will come to the island to purchase food.

Duquesne carried the grain bag and chatted with his co-workers. These five days of each month were their Good Friday.

There was no rest time at all. I was as tired as a dead dog. When I got home every day, I didn’t even want to move my fingers.

"Hey... I can just hold on for two more days. How come there is so much food!"

"Bear with it, we are much happier than them." Dukan nuzzled at the grain ships. At least now they still have something to eat.

"Haha, that's true." Several workers unloaded the cargo on their backs, put their palms on their foreheads, and looked at the sallow sailors on the deck.

On the outskirts of Krause Town, there is a huge palace that is incompatible with the surrounding environment. This is Varuru's mansion.

Most of the Krause family members live in the houses surrounding the palace.

The results of the operation had long been transported to Yingzhi Island and had been stored in the Krause family.

According to the original plan, this Devil Fruit should have been transported to the Magic Triangle, the island controlled by the Juice Pirates, so that it would be safe enough.

However, because Varuru has not returned yet, the result of the operation has been staying on Yingji Island.

The current head of the Krause family, Krause Verses, held the box containing the surgical fruit, stared at the heart-shaped fruit in the box and sighed: "Wow! It's just such a fruit." ', do you know how much it can be sold for?"

The cadres of the Krause family all shook their heads and whispered: "..."

Vilses laughed and said: "Wow! It's actually 50 billion Beli. Have the people in the World Government lost their minds? Really!?"

At this time, a family cadre at the bottom suggested: "Boss, how about we take it and run away! 50 billion beli, we can't save this much money even if we work on this island for 100 years."

"Bang!" A plume of smoke floated from the muzzle of Vilses' gun, and the family cadre knelt on the ground, holding his bleeding left chest.

Vilses twirled the pistol and said, "Wow! Young boys, please don't talk nonsense."

"Hurry and drag him down and throw him into the sea. There is no land in the town to bury this kind of scum."

……

After working hard all day, Dukan's clothes were soaked with sweat and stuck to his body. There were a few gray marks on his cheeks, and there were specks of mud embedded in the wrinkles on his neck. His whole body felt like he was in a pit. Like a bald chicken rolling around in a circle.

After Dukan and his co-workers finished handling the last batch of goods today, they were ready to hand over to their colleagues on the evening shift.

Dukan wiped the sweat from his face, but the mud on his hands smeared his tired face even more.

Although Dukan looks much thinner than children of the same age due to long-term malnutrition, the suffering life has been polishing him. "Family" is the harbor of his soul and his only pillar.

The sea breeze blowing from the pier could not dispel the heat of Yingzhi Island. Dukan took off his shirt and draped it on his back, revealing a good figure, but because his frame was a little small, he looked inconspicuous.

He put on his coat and returned to the construction site.

He was really tired today, so he took off his clothes, rolled in the river to wash away the sweat of the day, and then climbed up to his cement pipe to rest.

He has to go to the dock again in the evening. During these five days of the month, the dock will not have enough manpower at night, so many temporary workers are needed to cope, and the wages are more.

Each time, Duquesne jumped at the chance to get another job and make some extra money.

"Brother! Come down and eat when the meal is ready." Bellmere sat on the blanket and called to Dukan who was still sleeping.

Duken shook his dizzy head and climbed down the rope ladder.

"Where is Di Qi? Hasn't he come back yet?"

Bellemeier hugged Tina and said, "I don't know where he went to hang out. Let's eat first, don't wait for him."

Dukan touched his hungry belly and stopped insisting. He had to go to the dock soon and there was no time to waste time today.

Duquesne finished the meal in two or three mouthfuls, slurping down the soup made by Bellemeier.

"Brother, you are more

Eat something. Do you want to go there tonight? "

Duken wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth and flicked Bellemere's forehead: "If I don't go, how will I make money and feed you? What will you eat and drink? Okay, I'll leave first. Wait for Di Qi to come back. Help me teach him a lesson."

Dukan put on his freshly washed top. Although Yingzhi Island was hot, the air was humid.

The shirt that is not yet dry is a bit awkward to wear. He only has one set of clothes a year.

Late at night, Bellemeier put Tina to sleep and took her to climb up his cement pipe. Diqi returned to the construction site holding the wound on his right shoulder.

"Belmeier! Is there anything to eat? I'm going to starve to death, thief hahahaha..." Di Qi had a bulging leather bag hanging on his waist. It seemed that he had succeeded.

Di Qi grinned, and under the cover of the night, he could only see the teeth shaking.

Bellmer stuck his head out of the cement pipe, squinted his eyes to identify it carefully, and then cursed loudly: "Diqi, what have you done? Don't you know that my eldest brother has to work overtime tonight? There is no food for you. Just figure it out yourself.”

Di Qi took out a handful of banknotes from his bag and waved it, laughing: "I got the money, call him back quickly, and -"

Bellmere didn't know what was happening and climbed down the rope ladder.

"Also - is there any medicine?" As soon as Di Qi finished speaking, he knelt down on the ground and lay down.

Bellemeier hurriedly ran this way, "Diqi, what's wrong? What's wrong with you?"

"Oh, ho ho... it hurts, I'm so tired."

Bellemere turned Diqi over, and the right half of his shirt was soaked red with blood. Bellemer tore Diqi's shirt open, and the gunshot wound on his right shoulder had festered.

Bellmere covered his mouth tremblingly and looked at Di Qi on the ground in horror: "You - what on earth did you do!"

"Hahaha, hoo, cough! It's okay, just this place. I got the money. If you want to save whoever you want, you will have the money to save it. Big brother doesn't have to go..." As he said that, Di Qi disappeared. sound.

Bellemel used his fingers to explore Diqi's breathing. Fortunately, he was still alive.

She pulled off her coat and temporarily covered Di Qi, then ran towards the dock like crazy. She didn't know what to do now. He could only find Dukan.

The cold wind of the summer night ruffled her bangs and her red hair fluttered in the air. She had never been to the dock so late.

In the market next to the construction site, no one was setting up stalls at this time. The streets were empty, and the vendors had all packed up and gone home.A pair of ghostly green eyes lit up in the dark night, floating in the night sky like two clusters of dark green flames.

Those eyes were staring closely at the construction site next to the market. Their eyes broke through the darkness and came to the cement pipes next to the construction site.

Tina, who was still sleeping soundly in the crib, fell into his eyes.

"The child's talent..."

"Varuru hasn't come back yet, should we take action now?"

"No, wait a minute. There is another person beside the child. Don't alert him. This is Waluru's territory."

Bellemare's hair tie ran away, and her red hair fell on her shoulders.The searchlight on the lighthouse illuminates the entire dock, and at a glance, it is full of unloaders.Bellemere had no choice but to look for them one by one and ask them one by one.

After wandering through most of the dock, Bellemare finally found Dukan, who was still unloading goods.

She cried and told Dukan about Diqi's gunshot wound, which was bleeding all over the floor and fainted on the construction site.

Gunshot wound!As soon as Dukan heard this word, he felt that something was wrong. He asked Bellemeier to go back and talk about it. There were too many people here, so he resigned from the supervisor and went home with Bellemere.

Di Qi was lying on the open space of the construction site, his blood soaking wet the sand beneath him. His lips lost color and his breathing became weaker and weaker.

Bellemere's shoes were worn out, so Dukan carried her toward home. He couldn't stop now.

Back at the construction site, Dukan opened Di Qi's shirt and found that the wound was infected and his fainting was probably caused by excessive blood loss.

Bellmeier pointed to the bag on Diqi's waist and said, "He said he got the money. I saw that he took out Berry from the bag."

Du Ken hung his pocket bag on his shoulder. He didn't have time to confirm at this time. He took out his savings of nearly a year from the box and rushed to the hospital in the town with Di Qi on his back.

Bellemare also wanted to follow, but Dukan asked her to wait at home.

Similarly, gangsters like them couldn't get into a regular hospital, so Dukan had no choice but to find an underground doctor.

Hemostatic forceps and surgical scissors were used, one after another, to remove the bullet from Di Qi's left shoulder. After injecting an injection of anti-inflammatory drugs, Di Qi's condition improved.

But Du Ken spent all his savings and watched Di Qi lying calmly on the hospital bed, his breathing gradually becoming steady.Only then did Dukan have the opportunity to pull away, that fanny pack.

Bundles of banknotes filled his pockets, a total of 40 berries.