The Gourmet in the Pirate

As soon as Mo Lin made a sound, the burly bartender screamed in fright.

Ping bell bang bang!

After a series of sounds of things being knocked over.

After throwing himself on a pile of empty wine bottles, the bartender stopped tremblingly.

Speechlessly looking at this useless bartender, Mo Lin said helplessly: "Hey, that guy, you ask someone to count the heads of these guys, and if you can exchange them for a bounty, count them all and let your boss Give me the money."

"One and a half of the pumping, your boss has made a lot of money this time." "By the way, I gave you all the money that these things carry with you. It should be enough for you to clean the tavern. Maybe you can also renovate the tavern along the way." A tavern, um, you can also recruit a few better cooks, so that when an impatient guest comes and waits for a meal, you will directly smash this dilapidated tavern of yours."

Including 'Sharp Blade' David David, the captains of several pirates add up to more than 1 million Bailey's bounty.

With such a large amount of money, Mo Lin never thought of throwing it here for nothing, and it is cheap for the tavern owner.

As early as when he heard them say that they wanted to recruit him, Mo Lin felt murderous in his heart.

He Mo Lin, even if he really fell out with the world government and was forced to become a pirate, is this group of bastards able to climb on his head and recruit him?

Whether public or private, emotional or reasonable, Mo Lin would not let these guys live.

WTF!

Of course, Mo Lin, who is used to being poor and afraid that he will be hungry in the future, will not ignore the piles of bloody mobile bounties in the tavern.

He is not as grand as the protagonist in some novels with a wealth of wealth and incomparable wealth.

Therefore, after killing someone, Mo Lin felt at ease and asked the bartender to bring someone to exchange for the bounty, as for himself.

He had just eaten ninety percent full, and he didn't want to wait for the bounty to be exchanged in the disgusting bloody smell all over the place.

So he patted his ass directly, and walked out of the bloody tavern.

After opening the door of the tavern and taking a breath of fresh air outside, Maureen seemed to be reborn.

what!

At this time, Mo Lin in front of him happened to find that at the corner of a small alley in the distance, the little boy who had led him the way before was silently observing this place behind a broken box.

After seeing Mo Lin come out, the little guy's eyes were full of surprises.

"This little guy, are you worried about me?"

After laughing for a while.

Mo Lin flicked the exquisite small revolver that was found on the corpse of a certain smuggler in the tavern just now.

Immediately, this black and low-key boutique small revolver was thrown in front of the little boy by Mo Lin from a long distance away.

"Take it! This gun is considered a gift for you. It's hard for you to wait here for me for so long."

Mo Lin's lips moved slightly, and the words gathered into a thread were transmitted to the little boy's ears by Mo Lin alone.

The little boy hiding behind the broken box was suddenly startled by the sound coming from his ear.

When he saw Mo Lin waving and smiling at him, the heart that almost jumped out of his chest was put back by himself.

After glancing at the pistol that Mo Lin skillfully threw in front of him, the little boy didn't speak.

He grabbed a handful of mud with a "smell" from the corner of the wall, and after touching his face into a big tabby cat, he raced the revolver on the ground into his arms, and then rushed into the alley next to him in a few steps. , disappeared.

"Little guy, you're quite clever."

After a haha ​​laugh, Mo Lin took out a cigarette from his pocket, and stood in the cold wind and smoked silently.

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Maureen was not made to wait long.

Mo Lin had just finished smoking a cigarette, and the door of the tavern was opened again with a "squeak", and an old man with thin hair and a short stature walked out of the dim tavern.

Behind the old man stood the bartender whom Mo Lin had just met before.

The bartender, who looked at Mo Lin in awe before, seemed to gain a lot of confidence by standing behind the old man.

Although he still didn't dare to look at Mo Lin, at least he didn't tremble.

After the old man saw Mo Lin, he was surprised for a moment.

But it was quickly covered up.

After smiling at Mo Lin, the thin-haired old man pointed to the second floor of the tavern and said, "I am the owner of this tavern, and I have sent someone to count the bounties in the tavern, and I will count them later Well, let us know the final result. If you don’t mind, during this period of time, accompany me, an old guy, to have some tea.”

After taking a deep look at the old man with thinning hair, Mo Lin suddenly laughed.

"OK!"

With a light jump, Mo Lin jumped from the door on the first floor of the tavern to the balcony on the second floor.

Because some tall guests are often greeted, the first floor of the tavern is six meters high.

But this height is nothing in Mo Lin's eyes or in the eyes of the tavern owner.

Not long after Mo Lin jumped onto the balcony, the tavern owner followed.

He took a step forward, opened the French windows of the balcony and said, "Please!"

When Mo Lin walked into the room, the tavern owner closed the balcony again, and even drew the curtains.

The decoration on the second floor of this tavern was somewhat beyond Mo Lin's expectations.

Different from the dark, dilapidated and age-like decoration on the first floor, the decoration of the rooms on the second floor of the tavern has a low-key luxury feeling.

The carpet woven with pure white winter island white bear fur, made of unknown animal leather, the soft and comfortable leather sofa, and the fragrant log coffee table all highlight the extraordinaryness of this room.

After a few glances, Mo Lin stepped on the snow-white fur carpet with his blood-stained leather boots, and then found a small sofa, and lay down comfortably on it.

After taking a look at Mo Lin, the tavern owner took out a top-quality cigar from the cigar box on the coffee table, cut it open, and toasted it on the velvet fire lit by vanilla.

After feeling the same, he handed the cigar to Mo Lin, and took out a special match, intending to light the cigar for Mo Lin himself.But Maureen didn't take his cigar.

After holding the cigar stiffly in the air for more than ten seconds, the tavern owner took the cigar back without any embarrassment.

He asked with a smile, "Why, isn't this cigar in line with Governor Morin's taste?"

Mo Lin raised his legs and said calmly: "Cigars are good, but these cigars are not good for me. Tell me, who are you?"

When meeting the tavern owner for the first time, Mo Lin felt something strange.

Although he disguised himself very well, through the sound of blood flowing in his body, Mo Lin discovered that the tavern owner in front of him was actually a hidden master of gymnastics.

Um!

A master of physical arts who has practiced the Navy's six-style advanced skill "Returning Life".

For so many years, I have practiced the six styles of the navy, but then defected to the navy, or there are no strong people in the CP department.

But Mo Lin didn't believe that the one he met was such a traitor.

What's more, if this person is really a traitor, after recognizing him, he dared to invite him to go upstairs alone, then he is really not ordinary.

Faced with Mo Lin's questioning, the tavern owner said with a smile: "Governor Mo Lin is joking, I am just a tavern owner with a small fortune, what kind of hidden big man is that! My name is Pall, you call me old Po Er is fine too."

"Hehe, I haven't seen many people who can practice life return to such an extent. A tavern owner with a small amount of money? Hehe, I don't think a tavern owner with a small amount of money can practice life return."

After curling his lips in disdain, Mo Lin said: "Okay, I don't have time to care if you are a spy of the CP, an undercover agent sent by the navy, or other messy identities. As long as you give me the money, one cent A lot of them are handed over to me, and I will leave right away.”

After Mo Lin broke the "return of life", this undercover who didn't know which side sent him, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.

But after a second or two of embarrassment, the master of physical arts seemed to break the can and fell.

After stuffing the cigar in his hand into his mouth and lighting it with a match, he began to puff.

"As for the money, Governor Molin can rest assured that it will naturally be handed over to Governor Molin. Of course, I can also offer a deal here. I don't know if Governor Molin is interested."

"Oh, tell me."

"To tell you the truth, even the nearest naval base is far away from the 'port country' Farnese. If you want to exchange this bounty, it will take a lot of work, even if we collect it on your behalf. A lot of time."

Pausing for a while, and seeing the unmoved expression on Mo Lin's face, the tavern owner continued:

"Of course, our Black Blood Tavern can also advance the money to Governor Morin, but recently we also need a lot of cash urgently, so I want to ask Governor Morin if he is interested in using the bounties offered by those guys downstairs , for a devil fruit."

"Devil fruit? You actually have a devil fruit here?"

Chapter 190: A Bug That Eats a Devil Fruit

Hearing this, Mo Lin, who was crossing his legs, couldn't help but sit up straighter in surprise.

The tavern owner smiled: "There's nothing surprising about this, New World, but the place where devil fruits are most concentrated. Although it's a bit of a fluke for me to get this devil fruit, it's nothing at all."

"Of course, I won't hide something like a devil fruit openly in a tavern. After Your Excellency Molin agrees to change it, I will send someone to take it out before handing it to Your Excellency the Governor."

It seemed that he was a little worried about Mo Lin's intention to kill and steal goods, so the tavern owner Pall deliberately added a sentence at the end.

After hearing the hidden meaning of the boss, Mo Lin didn't care, but simply nodded in agreement.

Although the market price of Devil Fruit is [-] million Baileys, most of the time, there is often no market.

There are actually very few people who can endure the temptation to become capable users, hide or sell devil fruits.

In this world, only some big forces, or organizations that specialize in selling devil fruits, have devil fruits left.

Even Mo Lin wanted to buy a reliable devil fruit for Buddy, it took a long time.

The bounties of the bounties on the first floor of the tavern may exceed [-] million Baileys, but in Mo Lin's eyes, no devil fruit is really important, even the weakest animal-type devil fruit is the same .

Thinking of this, Mo Lin nodded and acquiesced in the deal, and said, "I agree to change the devil fruit, so tell me what ability that devil fruit has!"

The tavern owner Pall shook his head, "I don't know the specific ability."

Just as Mo Lin raised his eyebrows, Pall, the tavern owner, hurriedly said: "Don't get me wrong, I really don't know what kind of devil fruit this is. Although there are such things as devil fruit illustrations in this world, those things are not like me. The only thing I can be sure of is that it is a superhuman devil fruit."

"Superman Devil Fruit?"

Mo Lin looked at the tavern owner quietly for a long time before turning his gaze away.

He wasn't sure if the tavern owner was lying to him, but Maureen was sure that this guy was definitely hiding something.

He who can determine the general type of devil fruit, does he really know nothing about that devil fruit?

Even if he doesn't know, he still can't use the forces behind it to find out whether this devil fruit is a devil fruit with that kind of ability?

However, even if he concealed something, Mo Lin would not give up a devil fruit he got.

"Forget it, hurry up and bring the devil fruit here, I'll leave quickly, by the way, since you can open a tavern of this nature, you must also be running an intelligence business, ask me about the nearest location of the Whitebeard Pirates whereabouts."