"Hey, little ghost! You..."

“··· What the hell is going on out there, you know? ”

Facing several passengers who looked flustered and wanted to ask something, but couldn't pull their faces, Rossi calmly took out his tools and began to clean the cabin.

"Nothing, three more sailors died on board."

？！

A group of noisy passengers seemed to have pressed the pause button, no wonder the sailor who delivered the food before had a stinky face, it turned out to be for this reason.

But what does this have to do with them, the passengers? Could it be—

"Who, who did it?"

A powerful passenger's gaze wandered, and his voice suddenly rose sharply, like a 'murderer';

"Sir Clahoven... In doubt... I... We? ”

Another middle-aged man with a big belly raised his hand, as if he was wiping away sweat that did not exist, and his snorting appearance was also very suspicious;

In an instant, the passengers in the entire cabin were all in danger, shouting, looking at each other, asking, and pushing the ground...

If it weren't for Rossi's own hands, he would almost have suspected that the 'murderer' was between them.

Although the passengers carried weapons, the weapons of ordinary people were more for 'courage', and it was too difficult for them to fight to the death. It's not just a person who can become a warrior by picking up a knife and a gun.

You must be aware of being hurt or even dying.

Tsk, these people can only support the scene, and the only ones who can really help are them:

"Both,"

As they approached the bearded swordsman and the little girl in the pink hood, Rossi's voice came to their ears clearly, as if the others around them hadn't heard it.

"The ship is going to be messed up, and I think we need to talk."

？

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"Boss, what now?"

In the cabin beneath the ship's mast, a group of fierce sailors crouched or stood in a circle around scattered and dilapidated oak barrels.

In the center of them, it was the bald boatswain leaning against the mast, so muscular that he could not even cover his clothes: Alec!

"X's, the pretentious aristocratic old man and that sissy must have thought I did it, I can see it! What are they discussing behind my back..."

Patting his oily scalp fiercely, the bald sailor cracked the corners of his mouth anxiously, revealing a row of sharp teeth.

This is proof that he has a trace of 'fish-man' blood, although it is so thin that I don't know how many times, and it can't even allow him to breathe underwater, but his strength is still far beyond that of a normal person.

"But TMD isn't me—"

"Boss, it doesn't matter if you're not... Ahem, I mean: "

One of the bald boatswain's henchmen coughed and asked the most important question.

"What are we going to do next?"

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Even if a group of children get together, there will be a 'child king'.

And on this ship, it will also be divided into different 'factions' because of kinship.

A ship that can really be 'like a family', the whole sea... Even after more than twenty years, only a few pirates such as Straw Hat, Brother Ming, and Redhead can do it.

And now, the sailors of the 'Captain Department' and the 'Navigator Department' have been killed and injured one after another.

Although they belong to the 'boatswain line' and are still unharmed, the eyes of the other colleagues have changed to defensiveness, anger, and even vague murderous intent!

At this time, even the most dull person feels that something is wrong.

As the henchman just said: It doesn't matter if the boatswain did it or not, what should they do next?

Is it to shrink the defense, to spy on each other with the other two, or...

"Boss, why don't we-"

The other sailor's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he raised his palm and slashed it in front of his neck, making a 'throat-cutting' gesture.

In this situation, instead of guessing which side is pretending to be a ghost, it is better to directly kill the other two factions!

Whoever killed the captain and the navigator, the ship is theirs!

The difference between the profit of a ship, a few dozen people, and a dozen people, even the stupid sailor can calculate it clearly.

Anyway, in the vast sea, it's normal for anything to happen, so let's just say that I met a pirate... And those 'passengers' had better suffer misfortune as well.

"Do it, Boss!"

"If you just cut everyone else, you don't believe that you can still die out of thin air?"

The bald boatswain is not a smart man in the first place, and most of his henchmen are muscular men with 'fists faster than brains'.

Faced with the hostility of other sailors, and the current dilemma of 'not finding an enemy', the reckless man's character was exposed.

Kill, kill, kill, blood!

"Okay—"

Now, the bald sailor can't think of any good way, so he simply doesn't want to.

Directly kill the creatures on this ship except for 'your own people', and you don't believe that the real murderer hiding in the shadows can still jump?

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"Joint?"

"Yes,"

On the other side, while mopping the floor, Rosie chatted to the bearded swordsman and the little girl in the red hood.

"For some reason, someone triggered a series of 'assassinations' on board. The captain, navigator, and boatswain are facing off against each other, and a scuffle could turn into a scuffle at any moment..."

And in the fixed space of merchant ships at sea, there is no way for everyone to escape!

Once you kill the red eye, you are enemies except yourself.

"If it really evolves to a certain point, I hope to be able to form an alliance with the two of them."

Rosie put the mop in the bucket and continued as he turned around:

"I want to live, and I believe the two of you are the same."

With that, he left the cabin with his tools.

"What do you think, little Gion."

In the face of the bearded swordsman's inquiry, the little girl in the pink hood fell on the back of Rossi leaving.

Although he is just a dirty and thin little boy, his performance is undoubtedly a lot higher than those panicked passengers around him. And—

That's him!

Maybe the uncle next to him didn't notice that when the little boy was talking to the two of them just now, the other people's voices quietly faded and became hazy.

I believe that for other people, the same is true of the voices of the three of them.

This is also the reason why the conversation between the three of them did not attract the attention of others.

Devil Fruit Ability!

As a little girl who grew up in the Navy Headquarters, she guessed the answer at the first time.

Although I don't know what ability it is, the little girl Gion has a hunch that one of the sides of the battle that took place last night was this little boy.

Interesting, I didn't expect to meet such an interesting person of the same age on this ship.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and the little girl's hand rested under the robe, where there was a long sword made of 'memory metal'.

"Uncle, what this little boy said is very reasonable, and it is not impossible for us to join forces with him."

Anyway, no matter what happens on this ship, Gion believes that with her strength, she can solve it.

You know, she's already a genius who has mastered the two 'Six Styles'!

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The scuffle came sooner than Rossi expected!

In his mind, the three major forces should spy on each other and buy each other... After a series of light and dark encounters, the trap is laid and the attack is abrupt! In order to be able to kill the other two parties at the lowest cost.

But he still underestimated the habits of people in this world, and when he encountered something he couldn't figure out, he used knives and guns to get through!

Rumble!!

Suddenly there was a loud bang overhead, and the entire cabin shook suddenly, leaving Rossi stunned.

It's... Someone got their hands dirty?

"Somebody's got their hands dirty—"

In the cabin at the front of the ship, sitting in front of a huge chart, Sven Navigator, who had closed his eyes and refreshed himself, suddenly opened his eyes.

Beside him were seven or eight heavily armed sailors, as well as Dover in sunglasses.

"Let's start too."

As Sven's navigator stood up, he drew his sword at his waist. The sailors around him, including Dover, immediately followed in silence, and a suppressed murderous aura surged forward.

And above deck, the door to the captain's cabin at the rear has exploded!

A large, dark two-handed axe slashed down, tearing the gate into a cloud of sawdust. The axe face of this axe is extremely wide, black and dull like a stone mill, and if you want to calculate the weight, it is at least hundreds of kilograms.

However, such a murder weapon was actually raised by a hand!

Because in the other hand, he also held a blood-red scimitar.

'Bloody Blade' Alec!

In any case, it is also a merchant ship that dares to go to the great route to transport goods, if the boatswain has no strength, he will be robbed of his pants long ago.

"Brothers, follow me—"

Now that he is determined to kill the others, the bald boatswain naturally sets his sights on the 'Captain'... No, kill that old fellow Krahorn and you're the captain yourself!

However, just as the door to the captain's room was torn open by an axe, and a group of sailors were just about to charge, the leading Alec's pupils shrank!

Because in the captain's room, a dozen sailors had already formed a small military formation: a sailor in front was half-kneeling on the ground, and the sailor behind was shoulder-high with a gun.

The flintlock pistols in everyone's hands are pointing out the door!

"Put,"

With the order of the high-hat nobleman standing behind, in the sound of pulling the trigger, more than a dozen buckshot roared towards the door!