Pirate: I become stronger when I fish

The shape of Qiuqiu Island looks like a huge hemisphere.

It is densely covered with large and small spherical lumps, which are the houses of the residents of this island.

I don’t know why this shape reminds Zhang Jun of a Buddhist god...

However, the round shape made Zhang Jun and his group's first impression of the island a bit cute.

"Ah, the long-lost land!"

Soon, Zhang Jun and his party set foot on the port of Qiuqiu Island.

This port is also spread out in a semicircle and floats on the sea.

Walking along the port, there are ramps going up.

Surrounding the ramp are spherical houses.

"Brother Jun, look, they are all looking at us..."

At this time, Hill came to Zhang Jun and said something.

In fact, Zhang Jun had noticed before that most people on the island were wearing spherical clothes with bulging shapes.

And they always look at the foreigners dressed like this Zhang Jun and his party from time to time, seeming to wonder why their clothes are so unsound.

"do not worry about it."

Zhang Jun said lightly and walked along a street.

At this time, Hill and Lan Ling said goodbye hand in hand, and then walked to other streets. The two girls had discussed going shopping by themselves.

It's said that this is women's enjoyment time.

So, Zhang Jun and four men walked together.

"There's a tavern over there!"

After walking in silence for a while, Xiu March pointed to a store and said.

"Let's go have a drink!"

The boss Zhang Jun, who had never been to a tavern or even drank much, pretended to be familiar with me and walked over first.

As a veteran of the wine shop, Xiu March could tell at a glance and followed him while suppressing a smile.

Gui Moyan followed silently without saying a word.

Missoga screamed with excitement, wishing he could sit in the tavern and drink right now.

Although, he is also a chick...

Several people walked into the tavern, found a place to sit down, and then ordered a glass of wine each at Xiu March's suggestion.

Zhang Jun and Xiu Maqi both coughed for a long time due to the spicy wine.

However, the embarrassment always passes quickly.

The few people soon started chatting in a lively manner, well, except Gui Moyan.

He occasionally interjected, but they were always insightful.

"The ball auction starts tomorrow. Do you have enough money?"

At this moment, a man sitting next to him who was obviously a foreigner said.

This sentence instantly attracted the attention of Zhang Jun and others.

After listening carefully, Zhang Jun and others learned that this ball auction was famous far and wide.

Pirates and big shots from the nearby waters often come here to participate in auctions. It is said that devil fruits have also been auctioned here!

Of course, when they mentioned Devil Fruit, they looked yearning for it, but Zhang Jun and others didn't feel anything at all.

"Boss, what a great opportunity!"

Missoga was a little drunk, but he still carefully leaned into Zhang Jun's ear and whispered.

Zhang Jun nodded and pretended that this didn't happen.

As the saying goes, wealth is not leaked, Zhang Jun has no intention of letting everyone know that the two Devil Fruits that are about to be auctioned belong to his group.

"Boy, I'm leaving tonight!"

Xiu Ma Qi suddenly became serious.

Zhang Jun didn't speak, just nodded.

Then he took a bag of Baileys out of his arms, actually his system, and handed it to him.

Xiu March did not refuse and took it.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Fortunately, Missoga is now more and more inclined to pistachio, and the atmosphere was soon stirred up by him.

When the sky gradually darkened, several people helped the drunk Misoga out.

As for Zhang Jun, although he rarely drinks, his tempered body does not allow him to get drunk.

Several people were walking on the street, and Missoga howled from time to time.

"Hey! The front!"

At this moment, a childish voice came.

Several people turned their heads at the same time.

I saw a little boy wearing Qiuqiu clothes pointing at Zhang Jun and the others with his hands on his hips.

"Hit, rob!"

The little boy took out a knife from somewhere, held it with trembling hands, and spoke hesitantly.

"what?"

Zhang Jun was taken aback.

"Who? Who?! How dare you rob me, Lord Missoga! You are looking for death!"

The drunk Misoga reacted particularly violently, looking like a kid looking for death and wanting to rush forward.

"Wow!! Wuwuwu..."

The little boy was stunned for a second, and then he was so frightened by this crazy brother that he cried loudly.

"In this way, you take Missoga to find a hotel to stay. Uncle, let's say goodbye here!"

Zhang Jun pushed Misoga to Gui Moyan, then turned to Xiu Ma Qi and said something.

Xiu March nodded, his eyes complex.

"Boy, don't do bad things, otherwise I won't be the leader of the fourth branch!"

Xiu Ma Qi turned around calmly, turned his back to Zhang Jun and the others and left, waving as he said.

Zhang Jun smiled slightly.

Then Gui Moyan took Misoga away.

During this period, Missoga kept shouting that he would tear his robbers to pieces.

"Kid, why do you want to rob? It's not good for children to play with knives!"

Zhang Jun turned around and squatted in front of this child who was round and well-dressed.

He picked up the knife that fell on the ground and touched his little head.

"me…"

The little boy's cheeks turned red and he was choked and speechless.

After a long while, he calmed down with Zhang Jun's comfort.

According to what he said, he actually didn't want to rob.

His mother, who had raised him alone, suddenly fell ill with a strange illness and was bedridden.

He called many neighbors, but no one was willing to help him.

Even the doctor had to have enough money before he was willing to treat the patient. The doctor took all the money from the little boy and just said that she had a strange disease.

Then he left a message, don't even think about treatment if you don't have money, and left.

However, how can orphans and widowers have any money?

Even normal life is difficult to maintain.

Hearing this, Zhang Jun felt a little confused.

The residents here were dressed so cutely. He thought they were all kind-hearted people, but he didn't expect that they were unwilling to lend a helping hand when encountering such a thing.

On the contrary, he is much more indifferent than people dressed in ordinary clothes.

At this time, Zhang Jun remembered the look he had received when he first arrived on the island.

Now it seems that this island is not as cute and full of kindness as it seems on the surface!

"Eh? Brother Jun, are you bullying children?"

At this time, Hill's voice came, his tone full of disbelief.

Zhang Jun turned his head and looked at the two ladies with large and small bags.

First he smiled bitterly, and then explained.

"Kid, don't cry. I can go and help your mother. Sister, I'm a doctor!"

After listening to Zhang Jun's words, Hill first looked at Zhang Jun apologetically, then knelt down and spoke with kindness.

It was originally a very beautiful picture, but the large and small bags in Hill's hands were a bit distracting.