The bloody sword hero of the pirate king

The capital of seven waters, the port of Dock No. [-].

"Hurry up, hurry up, we must unload the rest of the goods today."

"If you don't finish unloading, you are not allowed to leave work!"

There were many merchant ships parked in the port, and sweaty figures on the dock went up and down, lifting heavy timbers from the merchant ships.

These are lumber ordered by Carrera from all over the world, mainly for the construction of ships.

"Hey, look!"

Suddenly, a worker who was carrying timber at the port stopped and looked towards the port.

"Look at what?"

Another worker with him followed his gaze.

I saw a strange ship with a white body and beautiful lines slowly entering the port.

"No masts, no sails, no outer wheels..."

"How did the ship sail?"

The workers on the dock stopped working one after another, looking curiously at the strange white ship slowly entering the port.

"Ahhh~ what are you looking at!?"

"Move!"

"You don't want to get off work?"

A short, thin old man in blue overalls yelled loudly, urging the workers to work faster.

The workers glanced at him, then at the white monster ship one last time, and got on with their work.

"A bunch of rednecks."

The old man was obviously the manager here, so he made a casual remark, and then looked at the strange white ship that had parked in the port with doubts in his eyes.

"Strange, I have worked in Carrera for so many years, and I have never seen a boat like that."

The old man murmured in his heart, and unconsciously walked towards the strange white ship, and carefully observed it on the pier of the strange ship.

"Da da……"

A burst of crisp footsteps came to his ears, and the old man came back to his senses. He looked up and saw a burly figure standing on the bow deck.

Wearing a black suit and a high hat, with a black civilized stick in his hand, he is in his 40s by visual inspection, with a calm demeanor.

"Where did this rich man come from?"

The old man looked at Gurant with squinted eyes, thinking in his heart.

Gulant looked down at him, tiptoed to the ground, jumped onto the pier lightly on the deck, and walked towards the city of Seven Waters.

"Skills are pretty good."

The old man muttered looking at Gurant's back.

"Ah, forgot to say."

The old man suddenly thought of something, and shouted in the direction of Gurant:

"Hello, guest!"

"This dock is not a public facility, but the dock of the Carrera Company."

"If you want to stop here, you have to pay a fee!"

But Gurant didn't pay attention to him, and still walked towards the city on his own.

"I warned you, don't rely on me then."

The old man pouted, thinking to himself.

"But this kind of rich person doesn't care about the cost of stopping the ship."

With this in mind, the old man took one last look at the yacht and went back to work.

On the other side, Gurant walked out of the dock slowly.

"Ok?"

At this moment, a boatman wearing sunglasses came in from the outside and looked at Gurant curiously.

"merchant?"

The boatman saw that Gulant was all dressed up, and regarded him as a merchant who delivered wood, and he happened to be visiting the capital of seven waters while delivering the goods.

However, he always felt that this figure looked familiar.

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"Do you recognize it?"

After the boatman entered the dock, Gurant stopped and looked sideways.

Four years have passed since the last time I visited the capital of seven waters. It seems that these boatmen have a good memory.

If Gurant's memory is good enough, he can remember that this boatman wearing sunglasses is one of the five foremen of the Carrera Company, Bipley Lulu.

And the No. [-] dock is the dock he is in charge of.

"Although a little camouflage has been done, it is not enough."

Gurant thought to himself that his outfit was a little different from the last time he came to the capital of seven waters. He didn't wear glasses and he had a beard around his face.

"Buy a mask."

Gurant stood on the street and glanced left and right, and found that there were some people wearing masks on both the street and the waterway, and they were all foreign tourists. Buying a mask to experience it is also a souvenir.

Thinking of this, Gurant strolled on the street, scanning the sides of the street, searching for the mask shop.

Because it came out of the Carrera company's dock, there is no service for renting the water vehicle Yagara here.

If you want to go to the market to buy supplies or go anywhere, you can only walk.

Fortunately, it is not the first time he has come to the capital of seven waters, even if he is not familiar with it, he will not get lost.

After about 10 minutes, I finally found a mask store at a corner.

"Guest, the mask I have here is the best in the capital of seven waters."

When the shop owner saw a customer coming to buy masks, he immediately started bragging, saying how many years his mask shop had been, which generation it was inherited from, and how famous it was.

"Which one of your masks is the best seller?"

Gurant interrupted the shopkeeper, pointing at the various masks in his shop, and asked.

"Uh... best-selling mask?"

The shopkeeper who was interrupted raised his brows. How could anyone directly ask the boss which mask is the best seller? Don't they always choose the mask they like?

"This kind of mask!" But the shopkeeper still took down a pair of aristocratic masks from the wall. "This kind of mask is the best seller because it looks like aristocratic temperament after wearing it."

"Guest, are you sure you want to buy this?"

Gurant took the aristocratic mask from the shopkeeper and put it on his face.

"Shh!"

The moment Gurant put on the mask, a superior temperament subconsciously emanated, which made the shopkeeper's heart freeze.

"Uh huh..."

"Guest, you...are you really a noble from some country?"

The shopkeeper put away his previous leisurely attitude, and his tone was a little deliberately flattering.

"Receive money."

Gurant's deep and magnetic voice came out of the mask. He looked at the price tag on the noble mask on the wall, threw the money for the mask on the counter, and turned and left.

And when Gurante went to the market, the office of Carrera's corporate headquarters...

"Mr. Bingberg, here is today's list."

Khalifa, dressed in business attire, put a batch of documents in front of Bingshan, all of which were documents for timber transactions in the capital of seven waters today, and he, the company owner, needed to review and inspect them.

"Oh, what an annoyance, these jobs."

Bingshan pretended to cover her face and sighed. Kalifa, who was standing beside her, pushed her glasses and said seriously:

"This is the duty you must fulfill as the president."

"Then I won't be the president anymore!"

Bingshan pouted like a child.

"boom!"

As soon as Bingshan finished speaking, the door of the president's office was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a burly figure strode into the office from outside the door.

"Is there a problem?"

When the figure walked in, Bingshan immediately put away the expression of the child, and his face was solemn.

"Franky."