Seeing that those newcomers were drinking coffee one by one, there was no intention of talking, and Faulxi didn't care.

What does my 'Silver Fox' Foxy rely on when he walks the rivers and lakes? Cheeky!

About five years ago, because he was shipwrecked and the ship could not be controlled, he had to float on the sea and wait for death, and happened to be bumped into by the Ark of Passion and brought up. was going to rely on his fox fruit to fight to the death, but he was suppressed without even beating Trafalgar Rowe, the apprentice of the murderous chain.

The chain threw itself into the underground cells of the Ark of Passion, where he was locked up for weeks. That damn cell...... Not to mention the other prisoners, there was not even a jailer, and he was stunned and stayed in it for so long. Wait a minute, if there were no jailers, how would you survive without someone to deliver food? Well, I didn't want to reminisce about the food in that cell...... Skip! Suddenly, one day, the murderous chain asked his subordinates to take him out of the cell, gave him a small boat and let him go, saying that his head could not be exchanged for a few dollars, and staying on the boat was a waste of food.

Cut! It's not uncommon for a master to stay on your broken ship!

After regaining his freedom, there will occasionally be pirates who recruit him, or sycophants who want to attach themselves to the command of a person with Devil Fruit ability to be a fishing pirate, but they are all rejected by themselves. Cause? No, it's just that every time I think of being a pirate, I subconsciously feel cold, nauseous, want to vomit, and feel uncomfortable.

Now he has mixed up with a security captain in this port city of 'Moxi', although it is a bit of a waste of that animal-based devil fruit, but now he has no ambitions, except for taking three or four little brothers to patrol the local area every day, and then bragging with fox friends and dogs.

However, judging by the reactions of these guys, it seems that their rhetoric is becoming less and less marketable. I'll have to improve the plot next time, huh...... Just add the redhead to it. The battle lasted seven days and seven nights, with fourteen islands razed to the ground, and the two men suffered countless casualties before they had to flee in disgrace in order to stop the loss. Oh my God, I'm such a storyteller! If I go to write a serialization for the "World Economic News", can't I make hundreds of millions of berry in manuscript fees?

Foxy sat down at the round table with a big grin, picked up the coffee cup, took a sip with his little finger, shook his head and was about to taste the beauty of the coffee here, when a mellow and enchanting female voice like red wine sounded next to him:

"This gentleman, you just said you know the murder chain? Be...... The murder chain? ”

Foxy looked back and saw a big beautiful woman sitting at the next table with an explosive figure. She wore a short dress that accentuated her figure, her smooth two long legs were intertwined like two white pythons, and her long burgundy curly hair was casually draped over her shoulders and was full of charm. At this time, she was holding her cheek with one hand and looked at herself with interest: "It's really unseemly." ”

"You're asking the right question, beauty."

Foxie's inverted eyebrows were raised even higher, and he pretended to stroke his slot head deeply, and threw a wink: "It seems that you are also a lost girl who was misled by the handsome face of the murderous chain." It doesn't matter, brother, my house is not far from here, we can visit my comfortable big bed while slowly talking in detail about the murderous chain, who pinched Lao Tzu's face! Daring! Where did the dog stuff come from...... It hurts, it hurts, my head is going to break, it's going to break! ”

Before he could finish speaking, Foxy felt a blackness in front of his eyes, and then a sharp pain came from his head up and down, left and right, and he swore in the name of his deceased grandmother, he even heard the sound of a crack in his skull!

Through his fingers, Faulcy could barely see a tall man with short black and red hair pinching his head with one hand and lifting himself into the air, who the hell was this bastard with blue face and fangs! Bucktooth...... Hunt...... Kaka Ka Ka Ta Ku Li??

The fox friends stood up suddenly, and the tall thin man with curly hair dyed colorful just raised his finger to scold, when he was suddenly grabbed by the frightened dragon set A beside him and whispered a few words. Then several dragon sets immediately ran away with a low wail like a lost dog.

"Thou shalt not be in my presence...... Orchestrate the chain of murder. ”

Katakuri's eyes were full of murderous aura, coupled with the hideous face with fangs protruding, the title of 'Shura' was well deserved.

Feeling that the power around his head was getting bigger and bigger, and there was a tendency to pinch his head on the spot, Foxy hurriedly whimpered and said in a muffled voice: "Misunderstanding! Misunderstand! I've really met the Murder Chain, he grabbed me on the Ark of Passion and released me! It's true! Big brother, don't pinch it, it's really going to explode if you pinch your head again! ”

"Oh? I've been to the Ark of Passion, so I'll ask you a few questions. If you can't answer, you just wait for your brother to pinch your head. ”

Garrett casually threw out a few questions about the Ark of Passion, which were simple, but only those who had actually been to the Ark of Passion knew what it meant. Surprisingly, Faulksie answered every question correctly, although it was bumpy and sometimes recalled.

Garrett and Katakuri glanced at each other, it was actually the real thing?

Foxy only felt his head loosen, and he threw himself on the cold stone floor. Ignoring the pain in his braincase, Foxie's first concern was whether his slotted head was deformed. Unfortunately, his fox-eared groove head is now in the shape of a five-pointed star, and even the wine trough nose is indented a few centimeters.

"Your head is saved for the time being."

Not bothering to pay attention to the scattered tourists, Katakuri looked at the shivering Foxie condescendingly, and said indifferently, "Now, come with us." ”

"I have some questions for you."

………………

South China Sea, Balila Island.

Three days have passed since that battle, and the town's restoration work is in full swing. In addition to the usual ships, there is also an unusually large golden ark moored near the dock.

Yesterday, when the Golden Ark fell from the sky, it scared everyone. The ship that can fly is still so big, and the main thing is - this golden ship looks too luxurious, right?

Inside the conference hall on the east side of town.

"Then, here's your unique hunter's proof."

Ace caught the thrown thing, and opened his palm to see that it was a gold ring with a unique style.

Nami, who was leaning against the door frame, tucked the long orange hair on the side of her ear, and flashed the ring on her right index finger: "Jerma has a hunter number unique to you, and it can't be imitated." If you lose it, you will lose your hunter qualification, so be sure to keep it safe. ”

"There's also your very own revolver in the works, and it will take some time to craft it because it needs to be handcrafted by the Guild's own masters. Whether you use it or not, it's also one of the symbols of your status as a hunter. ”

"Don't worry, I'll take care of this ring."

Ace grinned and put the ring on his right index finger and patted the dagger on his waist: "It just so happens that there is still a revolver missing next to the dagger." ”

Nami smiled slightly, but just as she was about to speak, she suddenly turned her gaze to the corridor on the other side.

At the end of the hallway, a burly man with a turban and a thunder drum on his back was holding a golden stick, staring at Nami and Ace indifferently.

Thunder, clouds, and fire, the three natural abilities have met.

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