Pirates: Who is the real sun god?

what--

"kill him--"

"..."

This scene immediately caused the adrenaline of the people in the arena to surge. The timid ones covered their eyes, while the bold and crazy ones all stood up.

bang——

However, at this moment, a black arm blocked Cyrus's sword. It was Barrett who saw something was wrong and took action in advance.

"Who are you--"

Cyrus was pushed back several steps. Seeing that Ali was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned his gaze to Barrett.

"I'm sorry, this young man is someone I have my eyes on, and I don't want him to die like this." Barrett grinned.

"Who the hell is this bastard?"

"How does this battle count?"

"Damn you bastard, who told you to..."

"..."

Before Cyrus could reply, the audience in the arena came to their senses and started cursing loudly.

"A bunch of rubbish—"

Barrett's eyes fixed, and he shouted, "Shut up, I."

boom--

The domineering color was activated, and an extremely domineering will spread in the arena, and an extremely powerful mental will pressed towards the stands.

bang bang-

In an instant, in the arena, except for the few rows farthest away, everyone else was knocked unconscious. Some fell to the front row, and some fainted on the spot.

The rest of the people covered their mouths in fear, afraid of making any sound.

“This…what kind of power is this.”

Cyrus knelt on one knee, sweating profusely, looking at Barrett with fear in his eyes.

"Swordsman, I'm not that strong. Are you interested in going with me to see the outside world?"

Barrett retracted his domineering look and grinned at Cyrus.

"Excuse me sir, I have my country and my lover."

After a moment's silence, Cyrus shook his head.

Damn——

Hooked up so early.

Barrett complained secretly, feeling a little unhappy.

Barrett glanced at the unconscious Ali, and his resentment disappeared a lot. If he had not met Ali, Barrett might have thought of a way to kidnap Cyrus, but when he met Ali, it would be unprofitable to go to great lengths to recruit him.

"Well, that's a shame then, good luck to you."

Thinking of this, Barrett stopped hesitating and jumped with Ali in his hand, leaving the arena directly.

"Who is this person and what kind of power does that person have?" Cyrus frowned and muttered to himself as he watched Barrett leave.

"How terrifying! Who was that person just now?"

"That's right, no one moved, everyone fell down."

"..."

As soon as Barrett left, the arena returned to its previous bustle.

However, all this had nothing to do with Barrett. At this moment, he was carrying the unconscious Ali and flying in the sky at a high speed. It didn't take long for them to reach the boat.

Barrett put Ali on the boat, filled a basin with water, and gently splashed the water on Ali's face.

call--

After a while, Ali woke up and looked at Barrett in a daze, "Brother, who are you?"

Damn——

When Barrett heard Ali's voice, his eyes widened, because Ali's voice was completely like a child's voice.

A sturdy man with a child's voice is really an eyesore.

Barrett took a deep breath and asked curiously, "Little brother, how old are you?"

"Brother, I'm twelve years old." Ali responded.

"Mad, that was sloppy."

Barrett felt terrible. He didn't expect that such a strong man was only twelve years old. It was really eye-catching.

"Little brother, you are so young, why are you in the arena?"

After a moment of silence, Barrett asked.

"Because my family was poor and I was the oldest and the one who loved to eat, my father sold me there."

Ali hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell the truth. After all, it was Barrett who saved him.

Hearing this, Barrett was stunned for a moment. He knew that there was human trafficking in this world and that countless people were sold by their biological parents, but he never expected that he would encounter it one day.

But from Ali's description, his father had no choice but to make the choice.

For this reason, Barrett still asked, "Do you want to go home? I can take you back."

"No, brother. I was sold to the arena when I was ten years old. Later, I helped the arena make money. I went home once, but there was no one there. According to people around me, my father sold me and left with my brothers and sisters."

Ali spoke calmly, and it was obvious that he had already let go of the matter.

"How about you follow me from now on?" Barrett asked.

"Brother, I'm a big eater." Ali said hesitantly.

"It's okay. The most abundant thing on the sea is food, and I can eat much more than you can."

Barrett smiled indifferently.

"Then let's make it clear first, brother. You can't chase me away just because I can eat." Ali said seriously.

"Don't worry, I won't chase you away. You can call me boss from now on." Barrett said with a smile.

"Okay then, boss, I'll follow you from now on." Hearing that he could have enough to eat and would not be driven away, Ali agreed very readily.

"Hehe——" Barrett laughed, "By the way, I just heard you Ali in the arena, is your real name Ali?"

"My original name is Johnson, and Ali is the name given to me by the people in the arena." Ali shook his head in response.

"So should I call you Johnson or Ali from now on?"

"Call me Johnson! Now that I'm out, I won't be called Ali anymore."

"Okay, I'll call you Johnson from now on." Barrett patted Johnson on the shoulder and said seriously, "Johnson, there are a few rules on my ship. You must remember them."

"Boss, you say." Johnson nodded, his expression extremely serious.

Barrett said, "First, you must not betray me. If you betray me, I will hunt you down to death no matter where you are.

Second, you cannot attack your companions. If you do, all my crew members will regard you as an enemy and will hunt you down.

Third, you cannot attack civilians. That is a cowardly act. As a strong person, you can only wield your sword against those who are stronger than you. "

"Boss, I understand. I'll remember it." Johnson nodded seriously.

"Yes!" Barrett said, "By the way, I will train you in the future. You must be prepared. My training is very hard."

bang bang-

Johnson patted his chest and said confidently, "Don't worry, boss! I never resist training."

Ha ha ha ha--

Barrett laughed and said, "Okay, remember what you said. Don't complain about the hardship or you'll have nothing to eat."

"Absolutely not."

Hearing the food threat, Johnson immediately patted his chest and made an assurance.

"Okay, I'll remember what you said." Barrett said with a smile, "Let's go, let's go eat something and wait for my two companions."

"Okay, boss."

Hearing about eating, Johnson's eyes lit up and he followed closely behind Barrett. After the battle just now, he was already starving and wanted to have a big meal.

But soon, his appetite, which he was so proud of, suffered a blow, because Barrett gave him the meat of sea kings, which was only a dozen pounds and he was full.

Looking again, Barrett never stopped. This hit him, but at the same time, it also strengthened his belief in following Barrett, because someone who could eat so much as Barrett could eat his fill, so how could he not be full with his small stomach?

-

The setting sun is as red as blood, and the afterglow of the sunset falls on the sea, like a peerless picture that makes people intoxicated.

Delia and Jhin, who had disappeared for a day, returned to the ship carrying large and small bags.

However, they were both stunned when they saw Johnson doing various exercises on the boat.

"Who are you?" Delia asked curiously.

"Hello sister, I am the boss's new crew member, my name is Johnson." Johnson stopped exercising, stood up and grinned.

Hearing Johnson's childish voice, the two of them got goose bumps all over their bodies, especially Delia, who felt a chill down her spine when being called sister by a burly man covered in goose bumps.

"Uncle, I'm only fourteen years old. It's unreasonable for you to call me sister!" Delia said dissatisfiedly.

"I'm only twelve, so it's reasonable for me to call you sister," Johnson explained seriously.

bang bang-

When Jhin and Delia heard Johnson's age, they dropped everything. Johnson's figure and appearance were totally inconsistent with the age of twelve. The only thing that might have been consistent with him was his thick childish voice.

call--

Delia took a deep breath and said suspiciously, "You are really twelve years old."

"Yes, sister." Johnson nodded seriously.

"Oh my god."

Delia looked incredulous.

"Hello brother, you can call me Brother Jhin or Boss Jhin from now on."

Jhin accepted it quickly. He had spent the longest time with Barrett and had been on Roger's ship. He had basically seen all kinds of races in the New World. Although Johnson shocked him a little, he was not surprised.

"Hello, Brother Jhin." Johnson said.

"By the way, where is the boss?" Jhin asked.

"The boss was in the kitchen preparing the meat, so I came out to exercise since I had nothing to do."

Johnson licked his lips, obviously looking forward to the upcoming delicious food.

"Yeah!" Jhin nodded, then pointed at Delia and introduced her, "Johnson, her name is Delia, you can call her sister, or Delia."

"Hello, sister." Johnson greeted.

“Don’t—” Delia waved her hands quickly and said with a wry smile, “Johnson, just call me Delia from now on.”

"This--" Johnson was puzzled, his face full of confusion.

"Listen to her and call her Delia." Jhin patted Johnson's shoulder. "Let's go! Come with me and take the things inside."

Um--

Johnson nodded, and walked towards the room with Jhin, carrying the things, while Delia followed behind in a daze.