Pirates: Kaido's brother Kaisa in the opening ghost island

The door to the box closed with a creak, and Beckman walked back feebly and slumped down on the sofa.

"Pfft~hahahaha"

Shanks opened the unconscious Quinn, laughing so hard that he was out of breath. He lay on the ground and beat the ground crazily with one hand.

"Shanks! You're so ridiculous! My reputation is completely ruined now. You bastard can still laugh?"

Beckman was so furious that he picked up a bottle of rum and threw it towards Shanks.

Shanks caught the bottle easily, popped the cork with a flick of his thumb, took a big gulp, put the bottle on the table with a bang, and continued laughing until tears came out of his eyes. .

"It's over, it's completely over..." Beckman's face was full of despair, lying on his back on the sofa, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes.

"Now, even if I get back the photo in Quinn's hand, my reputation will be ruined."

Shanks suppressed his smile and said, "This is a brilliant idea that you came up with yourself, Beckman. We did not mislead you. Crocodile, you have to bear witness."

Crocodile looked at the hopeless Beckman, and suddenly felt that the bad mood that had been blackmailed by Quinn for a long time had disappeared, and he actually felt a subtle sense of schadenfreude.

But his face was expressionless and he silently put down the camera in his hand.

"Cough cough..."

Suddenly, Quinn, who had been sleeping for a while, sat up with a blank look on his face, looked at the group of people in the box, and said in shock: "Huh? Beckman, Shanks, when did you get here? What happened to me just now?" "

Quinn felt a little dazed and suddenly noticed that she was not wearing any clothes.

"Eh? When did I take off my clothes? Sand Crocodile, you bastard, that camera is mine, and you stole my camera! Give it back to me!"

Quinn was immediately furious and was about to grab it, but was stopped by Beckman and Shanks.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited. Sit down first and calm down." Shanks quickly smoothed things over, holding Quinn's huge body with one hand and sitting down.

"Hmph! I understand. I'm sure you two didn't intend to give me any money, so you joined Shanks and colluded to cause trouble for me, right?"

Quinn put on his overalls, snorted, folded his arms, and sneered: "I tell you, no way! It's useless even if you take the photo, I still have a backup at home, unless you are here Kill me here, otherwise, hehe."

"You bastard!"

Crocodile's face was dark, and he wished he could give Quinn a slap in the face to satisfy his hatred.

Beckman was depressed for a while, then he cheered up, picked up the camera from his side, took out a black and white film, and handed it to Quinn.

"What?"

Quinn took the film handed over by Beckman suspiciously and was dumbfounded when he took a look at it.

In the photo, I saw myself lying disheveled on the sofa, while Beckman was hugging him just like he was holding Crocodile last night.

"This this?"

Quinn stammered and didn't say a few words for a long time. He seemed to be completely shocked.

"Humph!"

Beckman showed an inscrutable expression, crossed his arms across his chest, and said coldly: "Quinn, you don't want this photo to be leaked, do you?"

Quinn grinned widely, his face full of astonishment.

"Hey hey hey."

Crocodile and Beckman sneered in unison and stared at Quinn.

Beckman continued: "Quinn, listen to me, if you want me to destroy these negatives, you must hand over all the photos, and you must compensate us for mental damages for your bad blackmail behavior. . I think I don’t want you too much, just [-] million beli per person, we are still friends!”

After Beckman finished speaking, he and Crocodile looked at each other, and both showed a smile that showed success.

Unexpectedly, Quinn suddenly opened his eyes wide while holding the film, and suddenly slapped his thigh.

"As expected of you, Cao, Beckman. I've long heard that your IQ is very high, but I didn't expect it to be so high. I, Quinn, really admire you."

Beckman was startled and opened his mouth slightly: "What did you say? Are you crazy when you lose your mind?"

Quinn excitedly raised the film in his hand and shouted excitedly: "Do you know how depressed I was when I woke up this morning? Most of the photos I took so hard were not taken! I I really want to think about when I can take some photos while those people are having a party. Beckman, you are doing a great job!"

Quinn pointed at the film and smiled: "Look, I don't need to wait for the party anymore, I can invite others to drink together! With my status, who dares not to sell me some face? When the time comes, hehe ..."

"Pfft~!"

Next to Quinn, Shanks, who was drinking wine, puffed out the rum from his mouth and nose.

"You...I..." Beckman found that he was a little confused, and Quinn's brain circuit was lost.

Crocodile said angrily: "Shut up Quinn! You bastard, you haven't answered our questions yet. Hand over those photos quickly, otherwise, I will give this negative to Big News Morgans!"

Quinn shrugged, raised the film in his hand, and said to the confused Beckman: "Beckman! Hand over one billion Baileys, otherwise, I will spread this film!"

Beckman was immediately completely confused.

As promised, treat the other person the way he wants to be treated?

This strategy has been implemented perfectly and the photos have been taken.

In the end, because the other party was too perverted and had no face at all, he beat him up and returned without success.

Half an hour later, when the bar owner Deba stared blankly at the box door being pushed open, Quinn and others walked out one after another.

Quinn took the lead. Although his clothes were disheveled, he held his head high and his face was full of pride.

Behind him were Beckman and Crocodile who were in a trance and somewhat doubtful about life.

Finally, there was Shanks who was holding a bottle of rum, shaking his head repeatedly and showing a wry smile.

"It's exciting, it's so exciting." Behind the bar, the bearded middle-aged boss Deba had a look of sadness on his face.

"As expected of the Yonko Pirates, they just have more fun than others. Tsk, tsk, I'm really...envious..."

...

After a while, when Quinn had a bright smile on his face and put bags of Baileys into the pockets on his belly with a smile, Beckman, standing in front of him, had a dark look on his face. Wire.

"Quinn! Remember, I don't care how many photos you have, you must destroy them all!"

Quinn patted his chest with a smile and said, "Hey, don't worry, don't worry! I, Quinn, do things with integrity, and credibility is the basic principle of doing business!"

Beckman snorted angrily, rolled his eyes, and said coldly: "Are you a cyborg? Do you know much about mechanics? Can you make guns?"

"You're kidding, I, Quinn, am really good with guns."