The figure with orange on his head also staggered to the ground seven or eight meters away, and when he heard the roar from behind, he turned around, revealing a face full of freckles but with an extraordinarily sunny atmosphere.

"I'm sorry!"

This guy's mouth is full, and he seems to be chewing on something, so that he can't say it clearly:

"There's silver chasing me behind, I ran too fast and didn't pay attention, next time we meet, I'll definitely have a meal!"

Dropping this sentence, he turned around with the brim of his hat, pulled his legs and ran away, and the subordinates who followed him also walked faster than the other, obviously in the matter of running, they have been trained in the battlefield for a long time.

"You ......"

Bartolomeo's words stuck in his throat, but he couldn't shout out, and he looked at the back that disappeared on the other side of the street, and only retracted his gaze for a while.

"It's quite polite."

He patted the dust on his body and muttered, "Forget it, Grandma said that you must know how to forgive those who change when you know your mistakes, for the sake of this kid's timely apology, I won't care about him." ”

"Hey, little ones, help me remember it!" He grinned, turned his head and told his men, "This kid promised to invite me to dinner, don't forget to remind me the next time we meet!" ”

"No problem, Captain Bartow!"

The men shouted in unison.

"Young man, you actually expect that little imp to invite you to dinner?"

At this time, the kind white-haired grandmother who was knocked over the stall suddenly spoke, "Then I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for that day for the rest of your life." ”

"Huh?" Bartolomeo was stunned, "Grandma, what do you mean by that?" ”

"You'll find out a little later." The white-haired grandmother tidied up the stall, smiling as if she knew there was a good show.

Before Barto could react, he suddenly heard an angry shout of killing coming from behind, and following the sound, he saw a large group of cooks with kitchen knives rushing out of the street just now.

"That stinky little ghost who eats overlord's meal, don't run!"

"Bastard little ghost, I actually rubbed rice into Lao Tzu's shop, see how I clean you up!"

"Bastard, there's a kind of you guys stopping me!"

……

The cooks, wearing chef's hats and aprons around their waists, seemed to have been busy in the kitchen not long ago, but now they were all brandishing kitchen knives, and they were rushing past Barto and them in a rage, chasing after the back of the orange cowboy hat boy.

"Huh?"

Bartolomeo was dumbfounded for a moment, and it took a while to come back to his senses, "That kid ran so fast, it turned out that he ate the overlord meal?" ”

"Ah, yes."

The white-haired old woman nodded, and said happily: "That kid and his subordinates have only been on Ice Peach Island for less than a week, and they have already eaten more than a dozen overlord meals, which is about to cause the anger of all the restaurant owners on the entire island." ”

"The little ghost in the lead is the same as the reincarnation of a hungry ghost who rubs rice, even if you don't rub your food in the future, you can still expect him to invite you to dinner?"

“……”

Barto had black lines on his forehead, and he was speechless for a while.

"Forget it, let's just assume that I haven't bumped into this kid."

He muttered, took out a thousand Baileys from his bosom, put them on the old woman's stall, and then stretched out his hand to greet the men behind him:

"Okay, don't look at the excitement, let's go, it's still important to get down to business, the City Lord's Mansion is in front, everyone hurry up!"

"Yes, Captain Bartow!"

The rest of the people woke up from their stunned eyes and responded.

But just as everyone was about to leave, a sharp-eyed subordinate suddenly noticed something, pointed to Bartolomeo's shoulder, and exclaimed:

"Captain Bartow, where's the statue of Lord Xano? Where did the statue go? ”

"Huh?"

Bartolomeo was startled and quickly looked down at his right shoulder.

Because of his extreme admiration for Xano, he has been wearing a replica version of the Mithril shoulder guard on his shoulder, and at the slightly upturned end of the shoulder guard, there is also a pocket metal statue hanging.

The statue is a one-to-one replica of the image of the Xano Wanted Notice, and it is extremely detailed, and it was carved by a professional craftsman at great expense when Barto was in the Chambord Islands, and he has always cherished it as a treasure.

But at this moment, above the shoulder pads, empty, where is there any trace of metal statues?

Barto's brain suddenly buzzed, and he was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, frantically rummaging around the neighborhood, and a large group of subordinates also helped to search, and even the white-haired old grandmother stall owner joined the search.

However, a few minutes passed, and they still found nothing.

"How can this be, how can this be ......"

Bartolomeo glared at the ground around him with wide eyes, and said through gritted teeth: "I noticed it before I entered the town just now, but it was still there at the time, why did it disappear after such a while......"

"Boss Bartow."

At this moment, a subordinate suddenly remembered something, scratched his head and said with some uncertainty: "Do you say that there is a slight possibility that the kid just took it away?" ”

"Huh?"

Barto raised his eyebrows and turned his head to glare at him:

"What's going on in your head, it's just the most ordinary metal, and it's not a precious metal, how can anyone think of stealing it?"

"But ......"

The subordinate hesitated for a moment, but still said hesitantly: "What if that kid is also a fan of Lord Xia Nuo like us?" ”

"Huh?"

Bartolomeo couldn't help but be stunned, this kind of remark that would sound quite nonsense to others fell on the ears of him, a fanatical fan leader, but it was a completely different effect.

The more he pondered, the more he felt that it was possible, after all, although the statue itself was made of ordinary material, it was carved by Lord Xiano.

In the past few years, the new generation of pirates who have stepped into the great voyage from all over the world have worshiped Lord Xia Nuo, and they have not guaranteed that the rice eater wearing an orange cowboy hat is also one of the adult's fans?

"Not only do you eat overlord meals everywhere, but you also do this kind of petty theft......"

Thinking of this, Bartolomeo's face suddenly flushed with anger, he gritted his teeth, and said viciously: "There is such an unsuccessful guy among the fans, it is simply discrediting Lord Xiano!" Little ones! ”

"Yes, Captain Bartow!"

"Turn around and go full speed ahead of those cooks, and get that stinky little ghost and his men back for me!"

"When the statue is recovered, Lao Tzu will have to clean him up!"

"Yes, Captain Bartow!"

The response from his subordinates was also quite impassioned, and it was clear that as part of Xiano's fanatical fan base, they were as indignant as Bartow at the moment for stealing the statue of Lord Xiano.

Thereupon.

The next moment, the stall owners who were setting up stalls along the street, not long after they watched a group of cooks kill them, were stunned to see a grass-green cockscomb-headed guy with a group of pirates, rushing towards the street entrance with a fierce momentum......