Pirates: Beginning with the Patrolman

Under the night sky, the sea breeze, carrying a salty taste, gently blows across the streets of the town.

The ancient stone road looked mottled and old in the moonlight, and the street lamps on both sides emitted a faint yellow light, reflecting the silence.

Most of the houses in the town are white, with simple lines and arched doors and windows, exuding an ancient and tranquil atmosphere.

The church's bell tower stands in the night, and the bell sounds drift in the wind, carrying a heavy echo.

In the distance, the sea is sparkling, and occasionally the lights of ships flicker, like lost ghosts looking for their way home. There is no bustling noise on the island, only the waves constantly hitting the shore, making a dull and powerful sound, as if telling some hidden secrets.

The residents of the town had already fallen into a deep sleep, with only the occasional barking of dogs breaking the tranquility of the night.

The sculpture on the street corner looked particularly eerie in the dim light, as if it would come alive in the next moment.

At this moment, a chaotic sound of footsteps suddenly sounded, and at the corner of the street, a figure was running in a panic.

He covered his arms, staggered, his face was covered in sweat, his breathing was as rapid as a bellows, and he looked back from time to time, as if something was chasing him.

"But... Damn it, where on earth did this guy come from..."

The wound on his left arm was still bleeding, taking away his remaining strength.

"Asshole, don't let me know who you are, otherwise I will make things difficult for you..."

The man cursed under his breath and looked back. When he made sure that no one was chasing him, his expression relaxed a little.

"Oh? Are you still planning to take revenge on me in the future? I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you won't have a future."

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from above.

The man's pupils suddenly contracted, he stopped abruptly and looked up.

In the moonlight, a figure stood on the eaves, casting a shadow that covered the man below.

The man looked desperate.

"You, who are you? Why are you chasing me?"

he roared.

At the same time, he switched the knife from his left hand to his right hand, tensed all his muscles, and assumed a fighting stance.

"Why are we hunting you? If I say it's just out of interest, you won't believe me. If you must give a reason, maybe your head is worth some money? Bloody Knife Jack, bounty of 500 million Baileys, is this a sufficient reason? As for who I am... well, you can call me Remos, but I prefer you to call me Sea Ranger."

The man on the roof tilted his head slightly, and the moonlight illuminated his face, revealing an extremely handsome face.

"Sea Ranger? Never heard of it. You want my bounty? Then go and die!"

The man named Jack laughed in anger. He suddenly jumped up on the spot and pounced on the roof like a cheetah. The dagger in his hand drew a long arc and slashed at the man.

Clang!

The next second, the blade was blocked by a golden revolver.

"So, what makes you think you can kill me? With your badly injured body?"

Another black gun muzzle appeared in front of Jack.

Remus smiled and pulled the trigger.

boom!

Gunshots rang out and bodies fell to the ground.

Remos reached out to catch the dagger, danced with it casually, then took out a stack of wanted warrants from his arms and found the one for Jack.

He bent down, picked up some blood from the corpse, drew a big cross on the top of the bounty warrant, and then Remos smiled with satisfaction.

"Five million Baileys, got it."

……

Two days later.

The 135th branch of the East China Sea Navy.

"Wow! Our Sea Ranger is back!"

The navy guarding the gate saw Remos from afar and immediately started to joke.

"Just call me by my name."

Remos carried the body to the navy soldier and slapped the bounty order on his chest.

"Another order?"

The navy soldier looked at the body behind Remos. Because the face was blocked, he couldn't tell who it was. It was not until he saw the name on the bounty that he showed a surprised expression.

"Bloody Jack?! You're really good, you've already killed a pirate with a bounty of 500 million!"

"It was just luck. Besides, 500 million is not a big pirate. In the East China Sea, he can only be considered a lowly minion, right?"

Remos put the body down and moved his shoulders slightly.

"What? Real minions don't have bounties. In the East China Sea, 500 million is already considered a big pirate. Do you still want to hunt down those pirates worth tens of millions?"

The Marine asked with a smile.

"If there's a chance, I wouldn't mind hunting one."

Remus shrugged.

There was one thing he didn't say. He was destined to hunt down pirates with a bounty of 10 million. Not just 10 million, but also 30 million, 50 million, 100 million, 1 billion... As long as he was given time, he could hunt down any of the Four Emperors.

"Haha, just brag, it's free anyway."

The navy soldiers didn't believe what he said, or rather, no one would believe that an ordinary bounty hunter was capable of hunting down a pirate with a bounty of tens of millions.

"Believe it or not, just settle the bounty for me as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, you won't be missing."

The navy soldier brought Remos to the inside of the base, found the person who was responsible for reviewing the bounty order, and showed him the body and the bounty order.

After confirming that the body was the bounty target, the officer in charge of the bounty quickly paid the reward to Morales.

The highest denomination of Baileys is 10,000. Five million Baileys is just five stacks of banknotes, which you can just put in your pocket.

After updating the bounty order, Remos left the naval base and walked towards his home with his hands in his pockets.

The small island where the naval base is located is called Cabers. The only town on the island is also called this name, and Remos' home is here.

Remos is the only one at home. His parents died of illness more than ten years ago.

In the past few years, Remos had been making a living by fishing, until a year ago, when he suddenly decided to become a bounty hunter.

All of the above are just the information that Remos said on the surface. In fact, the core of this body was replaced by a soul from another world a year ago.

On the way home, Remos opened the system panel that only he could see.

He had never seen this panel before, but the content on it came from a game he played before he traveled through time, in which various destinies represented different directions of development.

On the left side are destiny icons arranged vertically, and now only the hunting icon is lit. This is also the choice made by the system after he crossed over.

On the right are the various talents and skills under the current destiny.

"The hunting destiny compatibility is about to reach 15%. I don't know what ability will be unlocked this time."

Looking at the progress bar just below the panel, Remos' eyes were full of anticipation.