The Pirate of the Void Throne

Identity determines good or bad.

The navy is good and the pirates are evil.

In the eyes of most people, the truth is nothing more than this.

But is human nature really what clothes can represent?

Fujitora was silent for a moment. Although his blind eyes did not open, Kosha's figure swaying like a candle appeared in his gray field of vision.

To be precise, it's the breath.

Kosha's breath is firm and powerful.

Fujitora is blind, but he has a very accomplished sense of knowledge.

Therefore, he can easily sense the inner emotions of others.

Fujitora could tell with just one "eye" whether the unsuspecting Kosa was lying.

"Nice young man..."

Fujitora sighed. He had justice in his heart and naturally knew that there was no absolute good or bad in the world. This was the reason for his praise.

From Kousha's answer, he knew that Kousha was going to use pirate methods to solve the problem.

After the test was over and he no longer worried about the children's problems, Fujitora smiled kindly at Kosa.

Immediately,

He raised his wooden staff and tapped the ground lightly, then crossed Kosha and continued walking forward.

Looking at Fujitora passing by, Kosha didn't pay attention.

There wasn't much interaction between them.

But this brief conversation undoubtedly left some vague impressions in their hearts.

…………

At the street corner.

The dozen children with physical disabilities were gathering together just now, seemingly waiting for something.

Soon the sound of footsteps was heard, and a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks came out. It was the man who beat the little girl before.

"Very good. It seems that we have achieved good results this time."

He looked at Bailey in the hands of the children, with a satisfied smile on his ugly face.

"Don't get the money yet."

"If I hadn't asked you to go, would you disabled losers have made any money?"

The stern tone of the man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks made more than a dozen children tremble, and they quickly handed over the money obediently.

The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks took the money into his hand and weighed it a few times.

"Hehe, a full 15 Baileys."

"This money comes so easily, but it's a pity that most of it has to be given to the deputy captain."

"But it doesn't matter. Since the victim is so sympathetic, he can make these losers beg again."

He said to himself, the proud smile on his lips getting stronger.

I want to take advantage of Kosa's sympathy and make another profit.

Since I helped you the first time, there is no reason not to help me the second time.

The same goes for the third and fourth times.

Thinking of the beautiful scene, the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks almost had saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Greed never has any bottom line.

"Take it!"

"And you, hurry up and pick a few wild flowers on the street, and then ask for money from the man who is willing to buy your things!!"

The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks reached out and took out two packs of low-quality cigarettes and threw them to the two children, and then asked the rest to pick wild flowers on the street.

Unfortunately, before the children could take action, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the street.

"Are you looking for me?"

In the sunshine, Kosha walked towards the shadow of the corner.

"Well, why are you here?"

The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was startled, a little surprised.

Just after dreaming of getting rich, the real owner comes to visit. How can we let the children beg?

But on second thought,

It wouldn't be a bad idea to kill Kosha and do some looting.

Do whatever you want, the man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks showed an extremely ferocious smile.

But the next moment,

Kosha suddenly disappeared from sight.

The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks felt a huge force coming from his abdomen.

Accompanied by severe pain, he flew out directly, as if he had been hit head-on by a high-speed truck.

boom! !

The man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks directly smashed into the wall, and then Kousha grabbed him out of the rubble with one hand and broke one of his arms.

"Take me to see the person behind your scenes. A weak and mentally disabled person like you is obviously not the mastermind."

Kosha's cold words made the sharp-mouthed man unable to refute.

Because he felt like he was going to die on the spot.

…………

Lawless area.

There are many dilapidated houses.

This is a gathering place for pirates and human traffickers.

At the door, several men with fierce looks and swords in their hands were watching the surroundings.

Inside, several burly men were sitting at the table playing cards with their boss.

There was an iron cage around it, and a dozen children were locked in it.

They seem to be relatively healthy, and they are basically newly caught.

"Stop that kid and let him go begging tomorrow."

"These losers only know how to eat. They can only cry after being captured for several days. If they can't make any money, what's the use of keeping their legs?"

The speaker was over five meters tall and had very strong legs. He was playing cards while pointing at a child in the cage.

Hearing this, one of his subordinates suggested.

"Boss Holo, should we be more careful lately? If we catch children so frequently, we can easily be targeted."

"I don't want to do this, but Captain Jace said that if 3000 million Baileys are not handed over within half a year, your life and mine will not be saved."

"Besides, my income from begging has dropped a lot recently, so I had no choice but to arrest some more children."

"People nowadays are so hard-hearted that they don't even know how to pity children. Could it be that we haven't made it miserable enough?"

Because of the decline in begging income, Holo, who has been enjoying the benefits, has become sarcastic and ridiculed.

"Maybe it's because the requests are too frequent, and some locals are already wary."

"It's not a big problem. In a few days, we'll go to the civilian areas to catch a few children. If there are more people, there will naturally be more money."

"As for the problem of being targeted by the navy, don't worry. Let's find some civilians with no background to deal with it. If no one reports the case, won't there be no missing persons?"

"Hey, Boss Holo is so smart."

A group of people talked and flattered each other.

suddenly,

Someone saw a gangster leading a group of children out of the door and coming in. He used to come back in the dark, but now he comes back in the afternoon. Obviously, the results are very good.

"Boss, Skinny Monkey is back with the children."

"Well, it looks like today's harvest is good."

A smile appeared on Holo's face.

The joy and the timing of his men's return allowed the child whose legs were about to be broken to temporarily survive.

But not long after he was happy, Holo noticed something unusual, because there was a stranger following behind the thin monkey.

"Wait, something's not right,"

"There is a person I have never seen before. Is he the subordinate that one of you just brought in?"

Holo stared at the stranger, his expression gradually becoming cautious.

In a business like theirs, the most important thing is to be alert.

It's a pity that they just play cards and don't pay much attention to the recent newspapers.

Playing poker all day long for fun is depraved.

The questions raised by Holo caused several of his subordinates to look at each other.

"I didn't bring it, don't look at me."

"I didn't bring it either."

"..."

"Then it seems he is an outsider. I will find an opportunity to kill him later."

Seeing that he was not one of his subordinates, a coldness flashed in Holo's eyes.

"Go, go out and see!"

Jolo took the lead, followed by several of his men.

The moment he saw Holo, the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks screamed,

"Boss Holo, save me, this person is here to cause trouble..."

It's a pity that before he could finish his words, Kosha broke his neck and made you scream.

"So brave!!"

Seeing his men die, Holo suddenly shouted loudly,

"How dare you kill people in front of me? It seems you have never heard of my name, 'Ghost Legs' Holo."

"I do not care who you are."

"You are dead today, my bounty is as high as 7000 million Baileys!!"

Holo slowly straightened up, his tall and strong body making the trees beside him look a little thin.

With a strong back and a strong back, he has dealt with countless people who came to find trouble so far, and there are even many people who claim to be righteous among them.

But in the end, he either became a dead man in front of his violent legs that could easily kick through rocks, or he cried for mercy in the end and became a tool for their play.

The boy in front of me is no exception.