North Sea

Kingdom of Rafal, town of Spidamaluz.

Despite its name, this chimney-lined industrial processing area deserves the title of 'city'.

With a population of more than half a million, countless families depend on the factories here. The sangyong flag, which hung grandly on the docks and factories, controlled the fate of most of the city's ordinary people: more power than the low-key town hall.

"Hey, tap..."

Pier 1, the 'private domain' of the Don Quixote family. However, it has not been used for several years, so there are studded shanty towns on the edges.

In the shantytowns, two workers in hard hats walked in with a worker with a leg wound.

The small shack has all kinds of organs: beds, cooking utensils, old oil lamps, everything you should have, but compared to ordinary people's homes, the things in the shack are obviously picked up from the garbage heap and "repaired" to tatters.

"What's going on?"

Standing in the shack stood a middle-aged man, also a worker at the bottom, who lived in this small shack with the injured man.

"I accidentally broke my leg on the construction site."

The worker who broke his leg patted the other intact leg carelessly, as if he was talking about someone else's business.

"Then you can't work, you won't expect me to make money to support you, will you?"

The middle-aged man in the shack helped the injured man to sit down.

The injured worker smiled,

"The Don Quixote family will compensate for work-related injuries."

Hearing that there was compensation, the middle-aged man happily patted the other party's back.

"Isn't this very good, why didn't you get stoned to death on the construction site, a person like you who has no relatives and no reason, maybe I can share a little of the pension after death."

The two men were ordinary people who had fled from the same place. It's not just them, but the people in the surrounding shacks all come to the same place: their hometown has been burned to the ground by pirates.

Reason?

It seems like who said something like 'One Piece is a jerk'?

Maybe it's some other reason? Actually, it doesn't matter, anyway, pirates only need to say 'Uncle, I'm happy'.

Fortunately, the city was controlled by the Don Quixote family, and a large number of factories had a constant demand for workers, giving these ordinary people who fled here a way to live.

Especially for ordinary people like middle-aged people and workers with broken legs, whose relatives have died, one person has enough to eat, and the whole family is not hungry, so that they do not fall into the sea and become pirates.

"I won't die if you die."

The worker with a broken leg punched the middle-aged man,

"There is a smell of meat, you have stewed meat, and today's longline fishing has a harvest?"

As people who live in this world, they basically have a skill or two in their hands: longlines are set up close to the surface of the ocean to catch bluefin tuna, yellowfin tuna and swordfish, which are commonly found in offshore waters.

"That's right, you're in for a treat."

The middle-aged man served the sparse fish soup from the suggestion 'stove' next to him, and used a small iron box with half of the missing side to hold a bowl of fish meat for the worker with a broken leg.

"Make up for it, it's better early, go to work early."

As for what dies or not, it's just a joke. When the pirates ravaged their hometown, none of them died, so they naturally didn't want to die after they settled down.

"It's not easy to send a little to the two little girls next door."

If two big men can still go into the factory to make a living, then it is much more difficult to live in a village with them, and the family is all killed, and only the two little girls' sisters are escaped.

A 10-year-old sister with a 2-year-old sister is not accepted by the factory, the restaurant is not needed, and they can only rely on washing clothes for a mouthful of food for the villagers in the shack area.

Just as the two workers in the shack were supporting each other, a loud commotion suddenly sounded outside.

"What's the matter, so noisy?"

The worker drinking the fish soup was stunned and looked out of the shack in confusion.

"I'll take a look,"

The middle-aged man stood up, pushed open the curtain of the shack, and as soon as he leaned out half of his body, he was stunned.

"What's the situation?"

silent

Dead silence,

After a few seconds of silence, the middle-aged man at the door suddenly trembled and made a hoarse voice with his interfering throat.

"Double Dragon Banner..."

Bang Chang,

The broken tin box in the hand of the man with the injured leg fell to the ground, and the fish soup spilled on the ground.

Double Dragon Flag?

No way, this is Pier 1, even if it's a Don Quixote ship, it won't dock here, unless-

The Don Quixote brothers are back?!

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"Huh?"

Slowly approaching Pier 1, the Jackdaw Flamingo swept his eyes and saw that there were 'speckled' shacks around the pier, which were obviously inhabited by some poor people.

"Hmph, Polkin."

Torrebol snorted coldly, his face visibly displeased.

How can it be said that Pier 1 is also an 'exclusive berth' for family cadres, and a group of refugees are an eyesore here?

"No hurry, let's see what Polkin has to say."

Rossi looked up at the city in front of him: his Dover made his first deal here, befriended the four of Torrebol, and together took down the Jadi family, and used it as a base to grow and grow.

Now it's a 'homecoming'.

It's a pity that there are no friends and relatives to show off.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

At this time, a group of people had already galloped from the city, led by a young man in a suit and tie, quite dignified.

"That... That's... Lord Polkin? ”

The workers in the shack saw the leader, and their faces changed.

Porkin, the city's underground... No, de facto rulers! It controls seventy percent of the city's factories and indirectly affects the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people, so it can be said that it is the 'uncrowned king' here.

But now, such a big man, but he doesn't care about the demeanor of the mad rush!

Behind him, there was also a group of bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses, as well as a dozen 'big shots' such as pot-bellied factory owners and production managers, all of whom were sweating profusely, but rushed towards Pier 1 with red faces.

"Yo, Polkin!"

The Jackdaw Flamingo slowly docked on the dock, facing Polkin, who was speeding and kneeling directly on one knee, Torrebol, who stepped off the ship, sneered and pointed at the 'spots' around the dock with his cane.

"The 'king' of Speidameruz, oh, is so majestic, doesn't he take us seriously?"

"Never, Lord Torrepol!"

Polkin, in a cold sweat, glanced at the shacks around the docks, his teeth crunching.

These guys who were ruined by the pirates, Polkin took pity on them and allowed them to get a job in the city, and as a result, they 'repaid' themselves in this way:

I actually ran to Pier 1 to build a shack!

And he was bumped into by the adults who returned quietly, the left-behind cadres of his family... Isn't it true, as Lord Torrepol said, that the adults of the family are not taken into account?

Damn, it's all to blame for being involved in a lot of energy by that 'steel devil' Armata, but I didn't expect it...

"I'm so sorry, I'm going to 'clean' this place!"

Polkin, whose vest was all in cold sweat, stood up and directly pulled out his belt-

Boom!

It wasn't a belt, it was a soft sword made of memory metal.

"Follow me!"

With that, Polgin leaped towards the shacks, and the soft sword made of memory metal in his hand sliced through the sky, sending a scream that made Dover nod slightly.

"Not bad,"

It seems that Porkin's personal strength has improved a lot in recent years, and in terms of bounty, he has at least a strength of about 20 million.

Although it is not worth mentioning to the family, it also shows that the other party has not forgotten to exercise.

In this world, strength is fundamental.

"It's over, it's over..."

In the shack, the middle-aged man who witnessed all this was so pale that there was no trace of blood.

In the face of raging pirates, they can still escape; But in the face of the 'Lord Polkin' who mastered a city and rushed murderously, they didn't even have a place to run!

Behind Polkin, a group of black suits also pulled out flintlock pistols and followed Polkin's footsteps towards the shacks, ready to kill.

Even if the people here are slaughtered, no one in this city will say anything.

"Uncle Drew, what's going on?"

At this time, in the shack next to the middle-aged man, a girl with long grass-green wavy hair and golden child's hole lifted the curtain and stretched out her head.

In the gap in the curtain of the door, there was another little girl who was also grass green, biting her fingers and probing her brain to try to look outside.

？！

"Monet, run!

Almost instinctively, the middle-aged man rushed over and blocked the girl's shack. Anyway, his wife and daughter have already died under the sword of the pirates, alive... It's just living. Why not do something meaningful:

"Take your sister with you, run-"

Stop!

Just as the middle-aged man with outstretched arms roared, Polkin's sword slashed through a whistling death trail towards him and the shack behind him.

With this sword, even a house will be cracked in half, not to mention the flesh and blood—

"Wait,"

A calm voice sounded, and Polkin, who had maintained a sword-piercing posture, 'froze' in the air. Even the black suits that rushed through with flintlock pistols stopped in place in various postures, like a group of statues.

"This uncle called you 'Monet' just now?"

The black feather coat cast a large shadow, making the grass-green wavy long-haired girl who looked up subconsciously squint.

"Yes... Yes,"

The visitor's eyes fell on the little girl hiding in the shack next to her.

"What's your name?"

"Sucrose, because I like sweet things the most."

The little girl biting her finger replied, and in the next second, a handful of candy was stuffed into her little hand by the squatting man in the black feather coat.

"Well, I'll give you candy."

？？？？

In the midst of the stunned crowd at the docks, Rossi stood up.

It's really, it's a no-brainer.

Monet, granulated sugar.

"Polkin,"

As Rossi spoke, the stiff Polkin suddenly relaxed, and the whole person subconsciously fell to the ground, if he didn't immediately use the sword in his hand to insert himself into the soil to stabilize his body, he would lie down directly: just like those bodyguards in black suits.

"In!"

"Well done,"

patted Polkin, who seemed to have been fished out of the water with a confused face. Rossi pointed behind him:

"Take these two young ladies to the family residence, and the matter here will be settled."

？！

"Okay... Be! It will be done, Lord Rosinandi! ”

In the next moment, Rosie's figure, who had finished explaining the matter, flickered, and had already appeared next to Dover in the dock team.

"Rosie, who are those two girls?"

Faced with Torrebol's question, Rossi touched his chin.

"Two good seedlings with good talents,"

"Oh?"

Torrebol was stunned for a moment, and was able to make Rossi open his mouth and say, 'The talent is good', and he will definitely be able to grow into a good powerhouse in the future. In fact, even if the Monet sisters do not have fruit ability, they are definitely not weak.

The 'future' sugar can accurately shoot down a group of Lilliputian warriors, not relying on the ability of the fruit, but on its own physical skills and domineering.

"Hehehe, I didn't expect there to be 'talents' here, so let's spare their lives."

Since Rossi opened his mouth, Torrebol naturally would not insist on killing these refugees. He's more just getting angry and beating Polkin.

"Let's go, let's go back to the 'Rose Manor'."

Dover and Rossi led the way, and a group of 'revisited' people swaggered through the city towards the hillside manor.

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An hour later,

"So, a new family called the 'Steel Devils' has risen in this city?"

"Yes,"

In the hall of the Rose Manor, facing the family cadres who were sitting or lying, Polkin replied seriously.

"That guy is very strong, entangled with a group of outlaws, constantly squeezing out, the silk family's industry. The Vince Mock family is fighting for other nations, so..."

"In the past few years, we have begun to cultivate our own strength, and it is not a good idea to rely on the power of the Vince Mock family, after all, the Don Quixote family has become famous on the Great Route."

Wesker next to him raised his head slightly, still with the familiar gold-wire glasses, he and Polkin, one article and one martial arts, were in charge of the business left by the Don Quixote family in Beihai.

"In addition, the revolutionary army has been active everywhere in recent years, which has involved a lot of our energy, so the incident with Pier 1 happened. I am also responsible, and I ask the two adults to punish me. ”

Facing the two half-kneeling on the ground, Rosie waved his hand.

"Forget it, for the sake of the 'windfall', I will forgive you. By the way—"

Rosie looked up at the little girl next to him who was serving tea and water:

Dressed in a black and white maid outfit, she looks like she is only four or five years old. There is a big bow on the top of his head, and he has long black wavy hair, which is very well-behaved and cute.

Is this fate?

baby-5！

That's right, baby-5 was originally the one who took the initiative to join the Don Quixote family at this time, and it is normal for him to appear here.

"You,"

Rosie pointed to baby-5 who was still a little girl,

"Do you know where the 'Steel Devil' family is located?"

"Huh? Yes, my lord! ”

The little girl who was stunned for a moment immediately nodded and replied, the cruelty of this world makes most children very precocious.

"So,"

Rosie turned to look at the others,

"Which of you is going to take a trip?"

Faced with this question, Virgo stood up directly.

"It's up to me, the first executioner of the family, to take off their heads,"

After speaking, the tall Virgo directly twisted the back collar of the baby-5, and spit out cold words:

"Lead the way."

"Huh? I'm needed... Ah, okay, over there—"

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the wind stirred through the halls of the 'Rose Manor', and Virgo had disappeared with Baby-5 in his hand.

？

"Lord Rosinandi, the strength of that 'Steel Devil' Armata..."

With a wave of his hand to stop Porkin's anxious words, Rossi lifted his chin.

"Take the ledger of the past few years."

Virgo's side?

No need to worry at all!