Three days later, in a small town on the island of Goa, a group of people walked down from a huge black-red battleship. Mobile

At the head is none other than Lucifer, one of the Seven Martial Seas of His Majesty - Wild!

After leaving Barbaro, Wild and Wild set out to target the next target, and it was on Goa Island that he was targeting.

Compared to Barbaro, Goya Island is a bustling island with a thriving business and a much larger population than the average island.

But there are two sides to everything, the prosperity of Goa Island is built on darkness and chaos, this is an island of lawlessness, at least... Secretly, that's true.

There is a famous liquor house in the town on the island called the Pirate House.

It is said that it was driven by a pirate who had returned from the Great Voyage.

Wild and his party went straight to the tavern.

But what they didn't notice was that a group of people on the dock looked at his vague and distant back, and their eyes became suspicious.

"Big brother, that person seems to be Wilder of the Seven Martial Seas...", a yellow-haired pirate stared at the direction in which Wilde and the others disappeared in the distance, and said uncertainly.

"Do you think so too...... It seems so. Next to him, a stout man with a meaty face said, and then grinned, revealing a mouthful of huge black teeth!

The eyes that stared at Wild's departure became hot, and a smile of excitement emerged: "Seven Martial Seas... If this kind of guy becomes my stepping stone, it's qualified enough, chehahaha! ”

The laughter stopped, and the cross-meat pirate waved his hand: "Little ones! Come on! ”

"Yes!"

The Pirate House Sake House, Wilde and his party pushed the door and walked in.

The tall figure blocked out the sunlight from outside, and Wild stood quietly in the doorway and glanced at the tavern, then stepped inside.

The wine house was not small, and the noise rushed to the face, and Will and his party walked in to make the wine house quiet for a while.

Some of them turned their heads to look at Wild, their eyes glinting with a cold glint on their vicious faces, their eyes varied, bloodthirsty, sneering, brutal, interested, and in short, no friends.

This is a gathering place for a group of pirates and outlaws.

If you want to say friendly, Wild's smile can be counted, and he greeted the eyes of the people in the wine house with a smile, but those sharp eyes made many people who came into contact silently turn their heads.

The few people sitting in one of the corners withdrew their gazes, lowered their heads, their eyes full of disbelief, looked at each other, silently put a wad of Bailey on the table, and walked out of the wine house with pretended composure.

Wilde sat down at the bar, ordered a glass of wine, and drank slowly.

It seems that the eyes are attracted by a mural in the bar, but the invisible color of seeing and hearing has radiated out, and everything in the entire bar can be seen at a glance.

After a second, the corners of Wild's mouth curled slightly, and he picked up the glass and took a sip of the scarlet liquor.

Seeing and hearing the color, he had locked on the corner near the door, a guy who was shrouded in a black robe, bowing his head and drinking silently.

That man was the target of Wild's trip, but he wasn't going to do anything right now, and the commendable thing was that the wine in this tavern was to his taste, so he was going to enjoy it.

On top of that, the disgusting miscellaneous worm behind him is almost time to arrive.

His eyes were flat, and Wilde counted the footsteps outside.

Soon, a stout and fat figure pushed the door in! He was followed by several vicious pirates.

A group of people swaggered in, their eyes swept to the side of the pub, and finally locked on Wilder at the bar.

"Is it finally here?" the black-robed man in the corner of the door raised his head slightly, his eyes under the shadow staring at the fat guy.

There was a moment of silence in the sake brewery, and then sparse conversations rang out.

Some people's eyes secretly looked at the fat and strong men, and their hearts became nervous.

"It's the fat pig Stata with a bounty of 80 million Bailey!"

"And Stata's right hand! Jalibeta, known as the King of Gangsters! He's a brutal guy! ”

"This is the infamous Twin Towers Pirates in the East China Sea! Reputedly... The two are brothers! ”

"Brother...... This looks and body shape are too different! ”

The voices in the bar fell silent, and everyone's eyes were drawn to Starta's movements.

"What does he want to do? It seems that the target is the guy sitting at the bar..."

Someone was taken aback for a moment, and then fell silent.

A group of people quietly watched Statta walk behind Wild, the fat and stout body was twice as tall as Wild, who was sitting at this time, and the huge body of about five meters, standing behind Wilder, the shadow enveloped Wilder's whole person.

Sakren on the side frowned, and just wanted to make a move, when suddenly his eyes glanced at Wild's expressionless face, and immediately stopped moving.

In the tavern, whether it was pirates or other outlaws, or pirate hunters lurking inside, everyone was sweating for Wild, who was sitting at the bar.

Although the person sitting at the bar didn't look like to be messed with, and for some reason it always felt a little familiar to the person at the bar, almost no one was optimistic about Wilder, and even though his body looked tall, Starta was even taller! If Statta had made a move, the people at the bar would have died a terrible death!

"That guy is dead," someone whispered as they looked at the bar.

"Those who are targeted by Stata will never die quietly, they will surely die of torture."

"Pray for that fellow, poor fellow."

Just as the whispering gradually expanded, Starta, who was standing behind Wild, suddenly swept his eyes, and the conversation instantly fell silent.

"If you don't want to die, shut your mouth!"

A cruel and violent smile appeared from the flesh on his face, and Statta withdrew his vicious eyes and looked down at Wild, who was sitting at the bar with his back to the crowd all the time, quietly drinking his wine.

"Hey! You guy...... It's the Wilder of the Seven Martial Seas! Suddenly, Statta spoke, and her voice buzzed through the ears of everyone in the room.

As if someone had just taken a sip of water and had their throats grabbed, everyone's eyes in the tavern slowly widened, and their jaws slowly drooped as if they were about to break free from the grip of their palate.

The silver needles could be heard on the ground, and the entire tavern fell into a deathly silence.

The sound of a heavy heartbeat turned out to be the only sound in the tavern at this moment.

"Hiccup!" one of the pirates opened his mouth, but his throat felt like he was choked on something, and he couldn't speak.

Your Majesty's Seven Martial Seas!

Wilder!

These two titles are constantly buzzing in everyone's minds like a bell!

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