Sherlock wrapped his haki around his fist.

When Titan saw Sherlock, a complicated expression appeared on his face.

The Tata people hiding in the bushes watched carefully as the hero faced the Titan alone.

After a while, they heard the sound of um um ah ah .

Their heads popped up suspiciously, looking at the Titan who was beaten by Shuangshuang's domineering iron fist.

Why do you feel so gay for no reason?

The patriarch looked at Colm with an expression that said, "I understand."

No wonder the hero keeps rejecting the most beautiful black woman in our clan. It turns out he doesn’t like women!

Kom hugged himself tightly: "Chief, what do you want to do?"

The clan leader nodded silently and wrote down this information.

This time, Titan actually performed the Sixth Marine Style. Although the movements were not smooth, Sherlock was sure that this was the Sixth Marine Style.

Titan also noticed that Sherlock's footwork looked familiar, which was why he came here chasing Sherlock's scent before recovering from his injuries.

It wants to confirm Sherlock's identity.

They fought for a full hour, and in the end, Sherlock relied on the advantage of Shuangshuang Fruit to get stronger with each fight, and defeated Titan with one punch.

A loud bang.

The Titan fell in the jungle.

Sherlock stood beside it, opened a fruit candy and threw it into his mouth.

"Who are you, who are you?"

Titan roared crazily.

The Tata tribe also cheered and shouted for the hero again.

Sherlock frowned slightly and glanced at Titan: "Your physical skills look familiar. Who taught you?"

"The person who adopted me, you used the same footwork as him."

Titan suddenly seemed to recall his childhood memory, that man in a black suit with a cold face.

He never told himself his name, but taught himself survival skills.

"Who is he?"

Sherlock asked.

"I don't know who he is, I only know that he told me that weakness is the original sin."

"Weakness is the original sin." Sherlock repeated the Titan's words and asked, "Does he have five dazzling scars on his back?"

Titan turned his head and looked at Sherlock: "Yes, you know him."

"Rob Lucci, I never thought that you, who is called a killing weapon, still have such a side."

Sherlock said to himself.

When Titan heard his benefactor's name for the first time, he couldn't help but burst into tears. He cried:

"He's right. Weakness is the original sin. My child was stolen, but I can't get out of this island. It's all my fault...Kill me...Kill me and let me be free..."

"What's the worst outcome you can accept?"

Sherlock asked.

Tai Tan wiped his tears: "What do you mean?"

"answer me."

Sherlock looked at Titan unusually calmly, and Titan was stunned: "Even if...my child dies, I want to retrieve its body and bury it next to its mother."

Sherlock nodded lightly: "Okay."

Titan looked at Sherlock in surprise, and Sherlock said slowly:

"I can find your child for you. Whether dead or alive, I will bring it back to you."

"You...are you willing to help me?"

Titan's eyes were full of confusion and shock.

Sherlock: "It's not a favor, it's a deal."

"What do you want? I can promise you never to attack humans again."

Titan said expectantly.

Sherlock: "No, I don't need it. I want you to teach me the physical skills you know."

Tai Tan was stunned for a long time and nodded heavily: "I promise you, as long as you bring my child back, I will definitely teach you."

"it is good."

Sherlock took out the yellowed leaflet from his arms, "I will definitely bring it back."

"Brother, I'll go with you!"

Wrightson burst out of the bushes.

The Tatas looked at Kom in confusion, waiting for him to translate.

Colm told the clan leader that Sherlock was going to help Titan find a child. The old clan leader waved his cane, nodded, and spoke to Colm.

Colm walked to Sherlock with trembling legs and conveyed a message to the patriarch.

"The patriarch said that Mr. Sherlock is a true hero and has chosen the most difficult path. He admires you very much and wants to make a blood alliance with you and become brothers. He also offers the darkest man of the Tata tribe to give you warmth. bed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Colm ran away after noticing Sherlock's darkening face.

"Brother, do you need a man to warm your bed? I can!"

Wrightson volunteered.

Sherlock hit him on the head with an iron fist. This time he did not use the power of the refreshing fruit, but pure iron fist sanctions.

Wrightson held his head, tears streaming down his face from the pain.

Sherlock glanced at the old patriarch in the bushes. The old patriarch blinked his eyes and looked like he knew everything, which made Sherlock feel as if he had eaten dog shit.

"It's scary. I didn't expect a hero to have such a hobby. I have to protect myself."

Colm hugged himself tight.

Sherlock wanted to find a woman right away to prove his innocence, but in the beautiful night, all the Tatar women could only see their white teeth.

Sherlock really couldn't do it.

"Let the clan leader return the ship to me and my navigator first, and the others can stay here first."

Sherlock patted Colm's shoulder. Colm's whole body felt like an electric shock, and his teeth were trembling: "I...I...I'm not ready yet."

Sherlock kicked him on the butt and pushed him in front of the old patriarch.

Colm translated Sherlock's words to the old patriarch.

The patriarch thought for a moment and nodded.

Only after seeing that Titan could no longer move did the Tata people dare to come out.

Sherlock returned to the tree house to rest, and he slept particularly soundly that night.

The next day, the sun crept in through the window of the tree house and shone in the empty tree house.

Wrightson opened the door made of banana leaves and scratched his red afro: "Where is brother?"

Sherlock got up early and had already run around the island while observing the weather near the island.

"I don't know if Laubron can get out."

Sherlock muttered to himself, taking off his sweat-soaked shirt, revealing his familiar muscles.

He shook his head and sighed: "If I had this figure before, I probably wouldn't have been cheated on."

Later, he began to practice iron fist and the newly learned "shaving".

It took about two hours before Wrightson found Sherlock, who ran over with a bunch of bananas in his arms.

"Brother, eat some. The bananas on this island are very sweet."

Sherlock took the banana and took a bite. It tasted really good, very sweet, and he liked the taste.

"Bring some to the ship."

Wrightson nodded.

"captain."

The familiar voice of Robert Lauron sounded, and his hands were still wearing seastone handcuffs.

This thing must have been left by Lu Qi on the island back then, Sherlock analyzed.

Colm unlocked the handcuffs for Laubran: "Hey, I'm sorry, I thought you were pirates, so I cuffed them for you."

"We are."

Lauberon rubbed his wrist and said.

Kom was so frightened that he backed away a few meters, his legs shaking.

"Look at you scaring people." Wrightson apologized to Lauberon and patted Colm on the shoulder, "Don't be afraid, we are all small characters with a bounty of only tens of millions. Look at our big brother, the bounty is He has 4 million yuan, and you chatted with him for so long yesterday."

Wrightson pointed at Sherlock.

Colm's jaw dropped to the ground in shock: "Bounty...gold...4 million..."

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