Pirate: Crazy Devil Vic

The guard motioned for Vic to stop.

Vic immediately stood there with his head lowered and listened to the guard say cautiously:

"Master Fitch, this is your hot water today."

Fitch probably nodded over there, and the guard immediately asked Vic to pour all the water into the bathtub. Vic didn't dare to raise his head, lowered his head and poured the water in quickly and carefully, without spilling a drop in the whole process.

The guard seemed to breathe a sigh of relief:

"My lord, shall I resign first?"

Feiqi snorted coldly, and the guard immediately retreated as if his buttocks were on fire.

But Vic couldn't leave yet.He had to fetch water a few more times to fill the tub half full.

He could not leave until Fitch finished taking a bath, disposing of the used water, and cleaning the room.

After Vic poured the water, he stepped back respectfully and said:

"Master Fitch, please wait a moment while I fetch a few buckets of water. It will be ready soon."

He said and bowed slightly, waiting for Fitch's response.

Fitch was a little surprised. This laborer seemed different from the previous ones.

Several other workers shivered in fear when they saw him, and one damn fool even spilled water all over the floor.

I just "punished" him a little, but he was so scared that he peed his pants and soiled his carpet. Damn it!

The one from yesterday got even worse. As soon as he came in, he knelt on the ground and begged himself not to eat him!

ha!What a joke!

How dare you say such rude words to the noble Lord Fitch, Fitch wanted to hang this damn bastard at that time!

Luckily for him, the call came from the phone bug, and Fitch graciously told him to get lost.

But Vic was different. He spoke in a very orderly manner, his voice was very steady, and he seemed calm and composed.However, his body was slightly bowed and his expression was very respectful.

Feiqi felt as if he had returned to Lord Tianlong's mansion, and he was still the elegant and majestic gentleman.

It felt so good that I almost forgot all the unpleasantness of coming to this rude place.

Feiqi's expression softened a lot and he nodded slightly reservedly.

Then he thought about the obedient worker opposite who lowered his head and couldn't see it, so he said:

"Go ahead."

Upon hearing the order, Vic immediately bowed out of the room carrying the bucket.

In fact, Vic was not sure what attitude he should adopt towards this Lord Fitch.

He could only treat him as a mean boss and superior, try to be respectful and make no mistakes.

Fortunately, it can be seen from the change in his attitude before and after that he is quite satisfied with such respect.

After going back and forth several times, Vic finally filled half the bathtub with water. He reached out and tested the water temperature, which was just right.

"Sir, the water temperature is just right, you can take a bath."

Fitch stood up after hearing this, and only then did Vic carefully observe the new boss.

He is of average height, only about 1.7 meters, and of medium build.His golden brown hair is very thick and neatly combed back, showing that he is a serious person.

The head is similar to that of a hippopotamus, with folds of flesh squeezing the eyes almost out of sight.His eyes were a little melancholy, and his nose was a black flat ball, a little moist.The mouth is relatively broad.

Like a Shar-Pei.

All in all, he's an ugly freak.

The figure is even more average.

He was wearing an obviously formal shirt, but it was open to reveal his chest and abdomen, which had no muscle at all. There was a ring of fat on his belly that trembled as he moved.

Wearing only a pair of exaggerated shorts, his overall appearance is sloppy, which is completely different from his neat hair.

Vic really didn't expect that the terrifying Devil Fruit user would look like this.

Simply disillusioned!

But he didn't dare to show anything, and still stood quietly in the corner waiting.

Fitch was already lying in the bathtub, technically sitting, with his upper body completely above the water.

He leisurely picked up the newspaper on the shelf next to him, flipped through it, and made some comments.

Vic's eyes were glowing green, newspaper!

What better way to keep him informed of the outside world than through newspapers? !

He stared at the newspaper and listened carefully to every word Fitch said, even if it was just a useless nonsense.

"Tom's studio's sea train has been completed, and the first railway has been opened. Alas, I wonder if adults will visit the Capital of Seven Waters."

He sighed there, but Vic quickly captured the key information.

The sea train was opened, is it now the year 1510 of the sea calendar? !

It seems that the hope of waiting for rescue is completely shattered, and we still have to rely on ourselves.

"May I have your name?"

Vic was startled, his heartbeat quickened, and he quickly cheered up.

"Sir, they all call the villain No. 3926. The villain has no name."

Fitch laughed, as if he was happy to hear something.

"My name is Ingvar Fitch, given to me by my master."

Vic was very wise and immediately looked at Fitch with envy.

"Sir, you are so lucky!"

Fitch was even more happy. These days, having a surname was indeed an honor, let alone being complimented by someone who didn't even have a name.

Vic also breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Feiqi's expression soon darkened, and he punched the reflection in the water angrily, causing water to splash everywhere:

"Damn Carl, if he hadn't bewitched the master, if it weren't for him, how could I have eaten that abominable fruit and become...become..."

Vic didn't dare to express his anger.

"Master will never forget me! Damn it, Karl, let me think about how to punish this nasty guy, um..."

He was happily talking to himself again.

Vic was really scared to death from this lunatic, he was really moody.

Fortunately, he seems to be immersed in the fantasy of revenge against his enemies and will not pay attention to anything else for a while.

Only then did Vic calm down and think about what Fitch had just said. Fitch was probably plotted by his colleagues to eat a devil fruit that could change his image.

Based on his indescribable image, Vic speculated that he should be in the form of an animal-type dog-fruit Shar-Pei.And it should not be long after eating it. If the ability of the fruit is not controlled well or the fruit itself is eaten, the image of the person with the ability will change drastically.

In short, his eye-catching image was successfully rejected by the Celestial Dragons, and his peers took over and kicked him to the Bridge Kingdom.

And his character should also be affected by the Devil Fruit.

Vic could feel that he was definitely not as moody as he is now, and even had some superficial aristocratic habits.

What Vic was worried about at this time was that since Fitch ate an animal devil fruit, his physique must be far beyond that of ordinary people.

With the weak strength of the three brothers, can they subdue and kill him using conventional methods?

The odds were too small, and the only way Vic could think of was sea tower stone and sea water.

Suddenly, there was a "gurgling" sound, which made Fitch feel a little distressed.

"Hungry again... so hungry."

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Fitch came back to his senses and said excitedly:

"Come in! My feast is here!"

He stepped out of the bathtub, clothes dripping with water, and walked out of the bedroom. Vic worked hard to clean up the mess.

After the clatter of tables and dishes outside, he remembered the loud sound of chewing, and the smell of meat floated into the bedroom. Vic's mouth watered with greed, and his stomach made a protest.

He hypnotized himself and pretended he didn't smell anything.

By the time the bedroom was tidied up, Fitch had almost finished eating.

He was eating very roughly, holding a big bone in his hand, tearing off a piece of meat with his mouth, chewing it in two casual bites and then swallowing it immediately. His clothes were splattered with oil stains.

The table was already full of scraps and chewed bones. It was hard to imagine that his small belly could hold so much food!

The two chefs standing next to him just wanted to remove the tableware. After Fitch finished eating, the two chefs immediately stepped forward to clear the plates.

One of them suddenly slipped in his hand, and a plate immediately fell to the ground and broke into several pieces, one of which accidentally splashed on Fitch's calf.

The air immediately felt like a pause button had been pressed.

Vic and the other cook were holding their breath, afraid of getting angry.