Pirate General Smoke

Morokini Island, one of the seven original islands closest to the Upside Down Mountain, has become more and more prosperous since it broke away from the World Government a few years ago.

The originally dilapidated Morokini Port now has nearly a hundred ships moored here, and countless ships entering and exiting it.

Among them were warships with national royal emblems, three-masted sailing ships with red cloud sails on a black background, and many ordinary white sailing ships, which were fishing boats.

People were coming and going at the port. On both sides, there were Morokini soldiers wearing white armor and holding long guns to maintain order. There were also businessmen wearing various fur coats and carrying various wooden boxes.

However, the most common ones are men and women wearing uniform black down jackets and black sailor suits underneath, but their temperaments are more powerful than the others.

In the ice castle of Morokini, Nunu, who is nearly 1.7 meters tall, is wearing a blue and white royal uniform and an ice crystal crown.

He was standing on the top balcony, facing the cold sunshine and looking towards the port, but there was a lot of worry in his eyes.

Since the financial support of treasure hunter Tagla, the country's situation has become better and better, and people's lives have become more and more stable.

Especially when the hunter headquarters got on track, the country's young and strong men suddenly discovered that being a hunter could actually gain more than hunting on the extremely cold island.

If you have good self-control, you can register as a pirate hunter, and then follow the team to hunt down pirates with bounties on them.

People who don't like fighting, but feel they are smart and agile, can register as an intelligence hunter and accept tasks issued by the headquarters.

There are even some very strange hunter classifications, such as food hunters, medicine hunters, demon hunters, etc.

By the way, the so-called devil hunter does not mean that they hunt devils, but a type of hunter who is mainly responsible for collecting devil fruits.

These hunters will receive adequate and reasonable remuneration based on their contribution to the association, whether it is money, position, or other aspects.

Because of these many hunters, the residents now living in this country are no longer just the original aborigines.

There are also many hunters who have brought family members with them, and of course there are also people who have started families here directly.

Coupled with the several countries in the North Sea that Mr. Smoker helped connect some time ago, they made up the final component needed for a great shipping country.

As the new young king of Morokini Island, Nunu originally thought that things would continue smoothly, but he didn't expect that before he felt comfortable for a long time, a huge trouble came to his head.

Just behind him, there was a desk made of expensive white crystal. On the flawless white tabletop, there was a document lying quietly.

It's not appropriate to call it a document. It should be said to be an open piece of white letter paper with densely packed black letters written on it.

The content was very direct, not mincing words at all, which made Nunu feel even more distressed, as there was absolutely no room for maneuver.

The sender of the letter was Crocodile. Anyway, it was written to him in name. He requested that the Hunter Association be merged into the Baroque Working Society.

Otherwise, he will send people or come in person to kill everyone on Morokini Island

The tone was very arrogant and unscrupulous, but Nunu couldn't think of any way to deal with it because he was not strong enough.

Although he has been working hard to train his abilities every day in the past few years, he has also achieved some success in the nail boxing taught by Teacher Smoker.

But as an agent at the headquarters of the Great Line Hunters Association, he is very aware of the gap between himself and those big pirates.

Unfortunately, Crocodile is such a big pirate

Sometimes, he doubted that his teacher might not be able to defeat Croque.

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Dahl, but nonetheless chose to report the incident.

"Hey, it's still too weak. Give me another three years, why bother?" Nunu held the balcony railing tightly and thought unwillingly.

If he is given a few more years to grow up, he will be confident that he can handle any king of the Shichibukai on Morokini Island.

He is a person with the natural snow fruit ability. Who do we need to be afraid of in the ice and snow island of Morokini?

"Hey, I hope the teacher can do something..."

Nunu looked at the port, then looked up at the sky where snow was still falling.

"Well, the teacher will definitely find a way."

......

"Hey, how are you going to deal with this Crocodile..." Smog frowned and sat in the office, deep in thought.

After receiving Nunu's report, he was confused. Why had he just finished a move with Doflamingo in the air, and another Crocodile came.

Smoker even had some doubts about whether he had any conflict with these Shichibukai this year. They were coming one after another. It was really annoying.

"Do you want to go to Morokini Island right away... But even if I go, I can't defeat Crocodile with [-]% of my current strength. Do you want to go there and die?"

"If you don't go, will you let this sand crocodile swallow up your hunter headquarters? Do you want to tell Teacher Zefa again?"

"What can I say to Teacher Zefa? Could it be that I am the boss of the pirate hunter organization?" Smoker shook his head and dismissed this idea.

It seems that the Navy's connections are not available this time, which is really tricky... What should I do?

The clock on the wall behind him was ticking, and it just silently looked at Smoker's distressed and thoughtful background without saying a word...

In desperation, Smoker habitually took out his cigar, rubbed it on his fingertips and lit it for himself in seconds. The smell of smoke had just dissipated.

Ratatha's figure instantly appeared on the table, and then pointed to the cigar in his hand. He had no choice but to take another one for it and help light it.

"has"

After smoking for a while, Smoker suddenly thought of a good idea. He thought of a way to make the crocodile dare not mess around without fighting.

Immediately, he took out the Red Cloud Phone Bug from his pocket, and then contacted Nunu on Morokini Island and asked him to tell him the phone bug number of Baroque Works.

Nunu on the other end was a little confused, but still obediently asked his subordinates to find the number, and then told the teacher himself.

"Okay, you don't have to worry about Crocodile anymore, I will take care of it."

After calming down his little disciple, Smoker immediately used the phone to call the number he had just memorized.

Soon, a sweet female voice came from the phone, "Are you looking for Baroque Works?"

"Well, send me your president." Smoker took a puff of his cigar and said calmly.

The receptionist over there seemed a little hesitant, "You are"

"Tell Crocodile that I am the president of the Hunters Association"

"Oh, I understand, please wait..."

A few minutes later, the look and voice of the Red Cloud Phone Bug in Smoker's hand changed.

"Are you here to apply to be incorporated into the working society?" Crocodile asked teasingly. He had long expected that the president of the Hunter Association would contact him.

"Puch, are your brains rusty, Sand Crocodile?" Smoker sneered and replied mercilessly.

After hearing his words, the phone bug frowned visibly, and after a moment he said again: "You are looking for death."