In the world of pirates, you are crazy and yelling at others

Three years later.

"Why are you lying here, Ace?"

The little baby girl in a pink jumpsuit with crotchless pants was hiding behind a wooden barrel at the entrance of an alleyway between two houses. She was holding the lid of the barrel with both hands and standing on tiptoe, exposing half of her little head. She was listening to the crowd gathering on the street outside. what the people are talking about.

Behind him, a cold voice sounded.

The little baby with short, fluffy black hair had a grievance on her round face, and her black and brown eyes were sparkling with water.

He turned his head, pointed at the group of gossiping market vendors outside, and said in a sweet voice: "They talk bad things."

"Eaa~Eaa!"

Before he could complain, he clung to the barrel as if he was frightened, and involuntarily shrank toward the corner.

Behind the alley.

The woman's green short ear-cut hair is straight and shiny. One side of her hair is tucked behind her left ear. Two black earrings reflect light on her ear bones. She wears a light pink waist-baring vest on her upper body and ultra-short black hot pants that make her slender figure. legs exposed to the air.

She had her arms folded in front of her chest, her facial features were delicate and angular, and there was a tattoo of a black crescent moon and half a star stacked together on her neck below her ears.

There was a ruffian air all over his body.

Alaya blew the bubble gum in her mouth, her slender eyebrows slightly twisted, and the bubbles burst.

"I told you, don't run around. I take you out to play but I am responsible for your safety. If something happens to you, Lujiu and Dadan will scold me to death." She said impatiently, walked over and picked her up. A little scared of her little Ace.

Little Ace was lifted up by his armpits, his little feet kicked in the air, struggling a little.

He strongly refused to let her hold him, that position was not comfortable.

With his face flushed, he whispered: "Let me go, I will leave, ah..."

"My sister, if you call me aunt again, I will throw you into the Colosseum." Alaya's face darkened, her narrow eyes filled with threats.

Why doesn't this little guy refuse to call her sister?

She thought that she just liked to bite him when she had nothing to do.

how?

Is she a very vicious person?

When will she hear that milky and sweet sister voice!

snort!

Elleya lifted the man's neck with his backhand and held him up.

The height of 1.7 meters made little Ace feel uncomfortable, nervous and dizzy.

It's too high off the ground!

He is afraid.

The fleshy and soft little hands were hooked on Elleya's chin, and her feet were slightly flexed.

"Go...where?" Little Ace asked, stumbling.

Alaya chewed her gum, stared at the vendor directly in front of her, and asked, "What bad things did you hear them saying just now?"

Ace swallowed and spat out a few words: "Rakshasa girl, assassination, go to hell."

What a concise summary.

"Shh-"

The green figure disappeared directly at the entrance of the alley, and little Ace quickly bent over and lay on top of her, holding her neck tightly with both hands.

next second.

The few thin men who were still complacent and had stern eyebrows were shrouded in shadow.

"Who!" One of the square-faced men wrapped in a yellow turban raised his head unhappily. "Don't have eyes, little girl, don't block our sight...Ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, a pair of white and tender fists hit him directly. The man covered his eyes and fell back. Upon seeing this, the other two people immediately took out a big knife from under the long wooden box filled with fruits and chopped it.

Alaya bent backwards to avoid the attacks of the two men.

Unexpectedly, a pair of small hands randomly covered her eyes and pushed her head back.

"Ace!"

Alaya, who was almost murdered, gritted his teeth and shouted. He immediately grabbed the person on his shoulder and hugged him. He raised his right foot with one hand to block the two chopped knives, and then bent his arms to rebound hard.

The two men's knives were also pushed away and they took two steps back with ferocious faces.

Elle retracted her legs and stood up, then gently patted the trembling little baby in her arms, clutching her clothes.

His voice was light: "Don't cry. If you stain my clothes, I'll spank you."

Little Ace's body trembled imperceptibly, and he clamped his two buttocks.

It seemed that teasing children was a lot of fun, and Elleya couldn't help but curl her lips.

She raised her eyes and squinted at the three men standing opposite her, and gave a wicked smile.

"Didn't you understand the rules of Pumanda? People who go to the island to do business need to register and wear a trading license. Could it be that your sponsor didn't have time to make arrangements for you?"

She raised her eyebrows and sneered, "But now I realize it's a little late."

Before the three killers could realize what she meant, they were already surrounded by a group of people wearing white T-shirts, black slacks, and black scarves tied around their arms. They were holding dark long-barreled guns. , the guns were all pointed at the three of them.

The three of them were sweating profusely.

He seemed to have thought of something, and stared at the woman who was gently coaxing the child with some horror.

"Are you a Rakshasa girl!?" The square-faced man was shocked.

They didn't even recognize the person they were trying to assassinate.

The patrol on the island did not give them a chance to fight back. They stepped forward and confiscated their weapons, and tied their hands together with a rope.

"All suspicious persons have been arrested. A total of 56 people. 50 are from the underground killer organization and 6 are residents of the island. Please give instructions." The captain of the patrol team on the island, Chakri, straightened his chest and had a pair of bright eyes. Look her directly in the eyes.

Elleya nodded and lowered her head to look at little Ace who looked up at her with wide eyes. He looked so cute.

I couldn't help but pinch his chubby face.

She chuckled softly: "Send them all to the pasture to undergo transformation."

"Yes!" Chakri waved his hand and asked the patrol team to take these people away while he stayed.

Everyone in the patrol team was gone. Only then did Chakri relax, pull off the square towel on his arm and wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Fatigue complained: "Boss, this is too tiring. It's better to be a bounty hunter. I have to pretend to be cold and reserved in front of everyone, and I feel uncomfortable all over!"

Ellera sneered, "You are the one who wants to set an example for the islanders. How can you keep doing nothing? It has only been so long, and there is still a long way to go."

In the past three years, in addition to staying in Windmill Village to take care of Lujiu, she also went to sea as a bounty hunter with Momola for a period of time to make a living. After she became famous, many colleagues wanted to follow her.

So, she formed a hunter organization.

After leading the organization to the crescent-shaped island of Pumanda a year ago, he was treated as a guest by King Montero Besunli because he wiped out the pirates who harassed the place.

But Besunli, who was very casual, threw down the king's seat and begged her: "This country is about to perish. This is not a franchise country. There is no protection from the world government. The invasion of pirates has destroyed this country." I can no longer lead this country as we add insult to injury to a poor country."

"This country needs people like you, please lead Pumanda to the light!"

Besunley was in tears. He took out the handkerchief in his tattered shirt pocket to wipe his tears and knelt down to plead.

As a result, Alaya was elected as the new king by the king in public, and the coronation ceremony was completed in the presence of only a hundred people on the island.

Yes.

The old king resigned with peace of mind.

She, a commoner, was lifted up and pressed on the throne to clean up the mess.

When I think about it now, I feel it is outrageous and fantasy.

Who can hunt down a king?

Where is Bensonli playing with her?

She sighed and turned towards Chucky, who was hunched over and frustrated because he could not return to the sea to continue his work as a bounty hunter:

"Are there enough farmers in the pasture? If not, let those who are lining up to assassinate me land on the island."

After all, what she has done this year has made many people unhappy.