slap~

"what!"

With a scream, the ragged, skinny girl fell to the ground in pain.

On the side, the older girl hurriedly threw herself on the fallen girl, looked at the strong man holding the whip with tears on her face, and begged: "Don't fight, please, don't fight!"

The strong man held the whip in one hand and laughed out loud when he saw the two girls' frightened expressions: "Want to steal something and feed it to those losers?"

A cruel and perverted light flashed in the man's eyes, his voice rose, and he raised his whip while laughing: "Where is the need for you to meddle in other people's business?"

The whip in his hand cut through the air, causing a roaring sound.

The whip shadows struck the two girls mercilessly, tearing their clothes and leaving shocking blood stains.

A scream of terror and fear like a cat sounded in this space. It was pitiful and at the same time aroused the strong man's desire to abuse.

Nami heard the sound and came over, and what she saw was this scene.

Nami, who grew up under the care of Bellemere and Ken, had never seen such a scene before she was five years old.

Even if she was captured by human traffickers, the group of people would just give her a slap in the face as a warning and then lock her in the cabin to prevent her from escaping.

After all, for human traffickers, people are also consumables during transportation. If they are killed, they will lose.

For Nami, being locked up in a cabin and away from her loved ones only made her feel helpless.

After that, the noble master bought her, not only did he not warn her with a slap in the face, but he also served her with delicious food and drinks.

Although Nami's intuition was not a good thing, overall she didn't suffer much.

The only time that gave her a sense of death-like fear was when the maid tried to kill her.

But the joy of seeing my mother after waking up dispelled all the fear.

The ugly faces of adults and the bloody scenes of being whipped to the flesh before her eyes reminded her of the maid who attacked her under the moon.

Nami unconsciously took two steps back, a look of fear flashed across her face.

Yujia, who transformed into a little dragon, patted her back with his tail at the right time.

It was this move that relieved that fear very well.

Nami bit her lip, her face turned pale, and she turned to look at Yujia on her shoulder: "Yujia, they..."

Youjia looked sharply at the guy who was beating the child with a whip, and comforted him in a deep voice: "Don't be afraid!"

The screams belonging to the girls were still ringing in my ears.

But those two simple words made Nami feel like crying.

The image of my mother and Uncle Marco flashed in my mind.

She nodded heavily: "Well, Nami is not afraid!"

You Jia glanced at her in surprise. When he saw her cute smile, he unconsciously wagged his tail and said with a smile in his honest and deep voice: "Just do whatever you want!"

He looked at the man holding the whip again and slowly narrowed his eyes: "With me here, no matter what you do, no one can hurt you."

Endowed with courage, the kind-hearted Nami's eyes gradually became firm, her little fists clenched, and she suddenly took a step forward and shouted to stop: "Stop!"

*

"This is not bad..."

"It was probably fished out of a sunken ship at the bottom of the sea."

"Huh? How did you tell?"

"There is a little moss on the ring that only grows under the sea."

"You can actually see such a tiny thing at a glance? How amazing!"

"The guys on the boat always like to fish for things in the deep sea. It's easy to notice them when you see them often."

A ruby ​​ring with a simple and elegant shape lay in the palm of her tender white hand.

The ruby ​​embedded in the gold ring is crystal clear, and the color is very much like Yaya's eyes. It shines dazzlingly under the sunlight and is very beautiful.

Beside her, Marco looked at the ring with a smile on his face.

Yaya looked at the ring for a long time, and finally shook her head regretfully: "Although it looks good, I don't seem to need it very much."

The owner of the stall was obviously a pirate and was blind in one eye. After hearing this, he rubbed his hands and flattered with a smile: "How could it be? A stunning beauty like you, there is no one more suitable for this ring than you."

Looking around, the main road in the village is full of small stalls like this, with all kinds of rare things on them, and the stall owners are all pirates.

Marco raised his eyebrows and half-smiled: "Did your boss ask you to do this?"

The blind pirate chuckled and said, "How can we not entertain a distinguished guest when he comes to our door? Don't you think so?"

Marco didn't answer, he lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.

After the blind pirate finished laughing, he looked at Zenia in a sly manner: "It's free. If you like it, I can give it to you."

But Yaya still put the ring back on the stall: "Forget it! I beat people with my fists, and wearing jewelry will get in the way."

Marco suddenly chuckled when he heard this, picked up the ring that she had put down, and stuffed it into her palm.

Yaya looked up at him blankly.

"Take it. If you don't wear it, you can put it in the bracelet."

Afraid of her rejection, Marco added: "Even if they take it, it won't be a big loss for them, not to mention..."

Marco reached out and rubbed the top of Yaya's hair: "If you don't like it, you can sell it. Don't you still have little Nami to raise?"

The stall owner was sweating: How can this not be a big loss? Do you know how many Baileys that thing fetched?

It's a pity that even if you don't want to give up, it's still the boss's order.

Yaya wouldn't refuse after saying that.

Thinking of having such a big daughter to raise, Yaya happily stuffed the things into her bracelet, thanked the stall owner, and turned to look at other stalls.

Marco curled his lips slightly, a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

When she saw the barbecue stall, Yaya's eyes lit up instantly: "Barbecue!"

She grabbed Marco's wrist and dragged him over there. As she walked, she complained: "Doflamingo doesn't like barbecue and won't let us eat it. Why is it his boat? He He calls the shots in the kitchen?”

Turning back, he rolled his eyes at Marco: "We are guests after all, right? We won't even give him a barbecue, how stingy!"

After lowering his eyes and glancing at the pulled wrist, Marco smiled and answered: "That's still under the condition that he owes you 500 million."

Yaya became even more angry when she mentioned this: "That's right, he still owes money, and he dares not to give me barbecue, huh~"

Full of resentment, it shows the obsession with barbecue.

Marco couldn't help but laugh.

Speaking of which, Doflamingo is quite courageous, as he often gets beaten for things like what he eats.

But even though he was beaten and asked to pay back the money, he still insisted not to eat barbecue.

You said he was going against Yaya, right?

It seems that this is not what the officers on the ship mean.

Marco guessed that it must be some experience that made the guy hate barbecue.

When a man becomes stubborn, it will be useless even if you beat him to death. Later, Yaya compromises, but the biggest concession is not to eat seafood.

I was dragged to the barbecue stall and smelled the aroma of oily barbecue.

Marco suddenly remembered something, and his eyes glanced around a few times on the streets that had empty stalls but looked extremely depressed.

Just when Yaya was about to reach out and take the barbecue, Marco suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Yaya turned around in confusion.

Just listen to Marco ask: "Where is Nami?"

Yaya blinked, looking around her feet, and suddenly looked shocked: "Yes, where is Nami?"

Marco:…

Just as the two of them were staring at each other, a scream suddenly came from not far away.

Then there was a loud bang.

The two men were instantly attracted by the silence.

Turning his head, he saw a familiar long spiked tail slowly shrinking and shrinking, and finally disappeared behind a house.

From the direction of the loud noise, the thick smoke dissipated, and a strong man with a bruised nose and swollen face was lying in the ruins, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

In the half-collapsed house, a scream could be heard belatedly.

"Ah ah!!!"

The woman's high-pitched scream was so sudden that everyone ran away after hearing it.

The screaming woman was lying on the ground in disgrace, her clothes disheveled.

Next to the woman, Doflamingo was holding his pants in one hand with a gloomy look on his face.

Marco:…

Momo reached out and covered Yaya's eyes.

Yaya looked confused: "...Huh? Marco, why are you covering my eyes?"

Marco: "Dirty, don't look around."

Yaya:? ? ?

Hearing the noise and running over, the pirate boss who happened to hear this and Doflamingo, who was driving and had a face as dark as the bottom of a pot:...

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