Flower Street?

Isn't that the modern one – the red beep zone?

What kind of place does Sol go for morning exercises?

That kind of size and age......

Maud was speechless.

The shop is open, but the door is full.

Sunny didn't ask Maud to do anything, and Maude didn't take the initiative to do anything.

He leaned against the corner of the wall, closed his eyes and continued to comb through his memories of One Piece.

When the memory is almost sorted out, you have to pick up the [daily exercise] that has been abandoned for a long time.

After all, the Hunter's Note won't be able to provide substantial assistance anytime soon, unless a second Watt arrives.

Time passed little by little.

Two hours passed, and there was not a single guest during that time.

Maud glanced at Sunny who was sitting at the counter, holding a newspaper and looking back and forth.

Judging from the other party's calm reaction, business is the norm in this weapons shop.

Also, it seems to be too quiet.

Maud turned to look at the double-sided wooden door.

As a lawless area where there are fights on the street at any time, after a few hours, you can only hear the sound of small footsteps walking outside the store.

Strange, Maud walked towards the door.

Seeing that there was no reaction from Sonny's side, Maud opened the wooden door with confidence, and then leaned out most of her body to look.

After a few moments, Maud stepped back and closed the door in silence.

Made, isn't this a laneway in a residential area?

No wonder it's so quiet most of the time.

If you open a weapons shop in such a location, you don't know it, and you think that your house sells alcohol.

Maude spat in her heart.

Mad Hatter, conceived with simple intelligence, is gradually declining.

He had a sudden urge to look out into the streets, but it was quickly extinguished.

If you have time to think about that kind of thing, you might as well think about how to get a gun from Thor and put it on your body.

Maud turned and walked towards the corner.

After only a few steps, the door of the store was suddenly pushed open.

Maude subconsciously looked back, and after seeing the person who came, a look of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.

There was a group of three people standing in front of the door, and it looked like they were walking side by side, but in fact, the men on the left and right sides habitually fell half a position behind in order to highlight the identity of the person in the middle.

The man on the left has mid-parted curly hair, carries a long-barreled smoothbore flintlock pistol, and carries a five-finger-wide earth-colored belt around his waist, with a cloth bag full of ammunition hanging from the left side of the belt.

The man on the right is obese, but his height is a head above the other two men.

He wears a green turban tied around his head, a pair of small, burgundy sunglasses that are extremely incongruous to the shape of his face, and a half-eaten meat in his hand.

The wooden bilateral door was pushed open by the man in the middle.

The man looked at Maude, who was unusually reactive, and smiled heartily: "Little brother, I didn't touch you just now, did you?" ”

..........

Mad Hat Town, Cape Street.

It is located next to Pub Street and is also home to the Black Market.

Any shady trade can be carried out here in the open.

Lookout Street is centered on the largest auction house in Mad Hatter Town, and various establishments linked to the black industry radiate out in all directions.

Arthur's "House of Beauty" is also among them.

As a funeral director, he has a lot of business to keep busy.

Of course, most of this business was taken over by his "ability".

Today is his rare vacation once a month, and in order to enjoy this good time, he has already filled his itinerary in advance yesterday.

However, when he was full of food and drink and was about to go to Flower Street to exercise, he had a bad premonition as soon as the phone worm rang.

Half an hour later, he returned to work.

It's always involuntary to work for others.

He lamented in his heart as he changed into his overalls.

Uniforms, masks, and armbands with the word "death" painted on them.

These three things are standard after the funeral director joins the company.

After changing into his overalls, Arthur waited for the next command.

One after another, colleagues hurriedly returned to [Aimei Home], and they should have been temporarily called back by the boss.

"Why are you back? Could it be that the 'pig factory' is in trouble again? ”

"Yes, what happened this morning was again because a group of slaves gathered to riot."

"And how many slaves were killed and wounded this time?"

"I don't know, it's more serious than last time."

"Hey, I thought I had received some big order, but it turned out to be a bad job over there."

A funeral director complained.

The leading funeral director glanced at the colleagues present and said calmly: "Let's go when everyone is ready." ”

Arthur sat in an inconspicuous corner, silently listening to the chatter of his colleagues.

It turned out that there was another mess on the side of the [Pig Factory], and there must have been many dead and injured slaves.

In other words, you have to be busy today.

And it's a job with more life and less money.

Arthur sighed inwardly.

What a rare holiday......

"I heard that there will be several blockbuster auctions at the end of the month."

"What lot?"

"A Devil Fruit, and a Famous Knife and Fish-Man Slave."

"Really? Where did you hear from that? You know that the auction hasn't sold yet? ”

"I swear by my personality!"

"That's a fake."

“？”

"Oh, I almost forgot that I was a ruthless mortician who lost that kind of personality when I joined the company, so I would have sworn by something else?"

Around the corner, Arthur's ears moved, and he glanced at a few colleagues who were whispering not far away.

Devil Fruits and Famous Knives?

Arthur was a little surprised, but he would not easily believe the authenticity of these messages.

Although it is true that some gossip may come out faster than regular news in this mixed place, thanks to such a thing as alcohol, Devil Fruits are extremely rare.

If the auction had started, I am afraid that it would have been hyped up a long time ago.

"Devil Fruits......"

Arthur's eyes lit up with longing.

With his income level, he would have to go without eating or drinking for at least a few decades before he had a chance to compete.

If there are Devil Fruits at the auction at the end of the month, even if you are not qualified to bid, you can join in the fun.

As for the famous knife, the old guy from Thor should be interested.

............

Bar Street, a tavern.

It was noon, but the tavern was full of people.

As one of the largest players in the Golden Grotto, the bar has always been one of the preferred places for pirates to consume, so it is not surprising that there is such a source of customers.

Kidd occupied a table alone, and stood out a little in the slightly crowded tavern.

Still, no one bothered him.

Because, the dozen or so pirates lying on the ground are a warning.

Just then, a man wearing a blue mask walked into the tavern, looked left and right, and then walked straight to the table where Kidd was.

Coming to the table where Kidd was, the masked man sat down directly.

Kidd looked up at the masked man and said, "It's coming." ”

The masked man nodded and asked, "Did you buy a gun?" ”

"Nope."

Kidd shook his head.

"Bought off?"

"No, it's the boss who doesn't sell me."

"Not selling you? What's going on? ”

"I don't know."

Kidd drank the bottle with some irritation.

The masked man probably guessed what was going on, and said, "Then you give me the money, and I'll buy it." ”

"The money is almost gone."

“……”

The masked man was speechless.

Kidd had a nonchalant look on his face.

In his opinion, money is such a thing, just grab it.