People are full of pirates

Chapter 287 Sexy general, begging online [Replenishment]

As soon as he finished yelling, the blind old man began to regret it.

You shouldn't get angry, what if this kid is also a bad tempered person, with the current state of his body, he is no match for him no matter what.

Suddenly he heard the footsteps, paused, and went back again.

The man crouched down and looked down at himself.

"If you are a real beggar, I will definitely give it to you."

Nuo Xia's leisurely voice came, "But if you are not, what should we do..."

"I'm eighty-five years old, as for lying to you?"

The old blind man lowered his voice a few notches, and muttered angrily, "A person who is lonely and helpless, who can't even get enough to eat, has to suffer this kind of anger. It's really a decline in the world, a decline in the world..."

Bang!
Before he finished speaking, Nuo Xia grabbed his neck and picked him up.

"You...what are you going to do!" The blind old man showed panic.

"I took a quick look before and didn't pay attention to it, but now I find a lot of interesting things."

Nuo Xia smiled and pinned him to the wall, with his other hand down, he suddenly tore open the worn coat, and pulled out a big golden chain from inside.

The old man's complexion changed drastically.

Nuo Xia stared at him with a half-smile:
"A beggar who can't even eat enough to eat, does he still have spare money to buy this?"

"This, this is left to me by my family. It has special commemorative significance to me. I am reluctant to sell it..."

"The people in the casino didn't search and take it away?"

The old man was sweating profusely and couldn't hold back his words.

"There are traces of studs on the ears, and it looks like it's new... Huh? There's also a skull tattoo on the chest, which is also new. How can an eighty-five-year-old be as trendy as a teenage street gangster?"

Nuo Xia was amazed, "Your cloudy and whitish eyes, could they be colored contact lenses? How about this wrinkled and wrinkled skin? Let me guess... it's actually some kind of high-tech Human fur coat?"

As he spoke, he tore off the skin on his arm forcefully, and the old blind man cried out in pain.

"It hurts! It hurts! How come your imagination is so rich, what kind of contact lenses, what kind of human skin, it's all true! It's true!"

"I don't care if you are true or not."

Nuo Xia glanced at the entrance of the alley, and Fujitora was brushing the dust off the beef patties distressedly, and began to gnaw one bite at a time.

He sighed in his heart, turned his head, and smiled at the blind old man, causing the latter's throat to roll, and felt a chill down his spine:
"The kind-hearted guy who consumes others, uncle, I hate it the most..."

Boom!
…………

After a few minutes.

The blind old man with a bruised nose and swollen face collapsed beside the dirty sewer.

Nuo Xia clapped her hands as if nothing had happened, and came out from the alley: "Let's go to the 12th block in the northeast."

"What's that place?"

Bermer asked curiously.

"The address engraved on this guy's personal key is probably the base camp of this begging gang."

Nuo Xia glanced at the old man who fell on the ground behind him, and snorted, "Obviously I didn't use any strength at all. This guy peed his pants in fright as soon as he was punched, and he passed out directly. He is less courageous than a mouse."

"At first, I wanted to interrogate the matter more, but now I can only go and have a look in person."

Are you really dizzy?
The rest of the people looked at him speechlessly. No matter how hard you put in your punch, it will hurt more than a full-strength punch by a strong man among ordinary people, right?
……

The group left.

About an hour later, the fireworks show came to an end, and the city of the Queen of Spring finally gradually regained the silence of the night.

Nuo Xia and others also passed through the main urban area and came to a relatively remote area in the northeast.

The surrounding houses are low, and the slums are not a gathering place, but compared to the bustling and charming main city, the streets here are indeed much dilapidated and desolate.

"Here we are, block 12, room 782."

Nuo Xia looked into the depths of the alley, and there was an equally low and old bungalow, "The address on the key is written here."

The windows of this one-story house were covered by black curtains, making it impossible to see clearly what was going on inside. Only the uppermost part of the wall, near the roof, had a row of ventilation holes.

"The aura of the people inside is a lot, very mixed..."

Fujitora closed his eyes tightly, sensing the breath inside, and said softly: "At least, there are more than a hundred people."

"There are more than a hundred people in such a big place, it must be that the gang's den has not escaped."

Nuo Xia sensed the same with his sense of knowledge. He looked at the iron gate in front of him, and was about to draw his sword to break in, when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from the entrance of the alley.

Several people looked at each other, jumped up tacitly at the same time, and hid on the roof behind the walls on both sides.

next moment.

A large number of people poured in from the alley at the same time. From a rough look, there were at least fifty or sixty people.

Among these people, there are either young boys and girls who are still immature, or old men and women who are so old that half of their feet can be buried in a coffin.

Without exception, all the clothes were torn and their faces were dirty.

These people walked casually, laughing and chatting, and through the dim street lights, they could vaguely see many children with cigarettes in the corners of their mouths, puffing clouds and fog all the way, with a relaxed expression.

A purple-haired little girl who looked to be only five or six years old, threw away a can of beer after drinking, kicked up, watched the empty soda can fly more than ten meters away, and grinned proudly with her hips on her hips, haha laughing out loud.

Such a strange scene made everyone on the roofs on both sides look at each other with strange expressions.

Nuo Xia's eyes flashed, thoughtful.

Thinking of the little Messi before, and the blind old man who was beaten up by him, he seemed to guess something.

Soon, this group of people came to the iron gate.

The old man at the head took out the key and opened the door, and the rest followed suit.

In less than a minute, the alley that was crowded with people became empty again.

Nuo Xia winked at several people, moved quietly on the roof, came to a position near the ventilation hole, and looked into the bungalow through the small hole.

The room is brightly lit, and there is a staircase extending downwards in the corner, which is obviously the basement, while the above-ground part does not see any furniture, which can be described as bare walls.

On the ground, a hundred or so people were lazily sitting or lying down, listening to a handsome blue-haired young man standing on the middle step holding a slate in his hand.

And these people, without exception, are either old people or children.

"Why did you come back at this time, hurry up, don't dawdle, you are the last batch."

Seeing the iron door being pushed open, the blue-haired young man put down the recording board and reprimanded him angrily.

After these people who came after each found an open space to sit down, he looked around, frowned, and muttered with some dissatisfaction:
"The Derek guy hasn't come back yet. This guy has been there several times, but he is not greedy enough. When he comes back, he must be scolded... Forget it, let's ignore him now, let's continue our meeting."

Derek?
Everyone on the roof looked at each other, guessing that this should be the name of the blind old man.

"First of all, when you were working today, you didn't have any problems with your acting skills, and you weren't suspected or followed, right?" The blue-haired young man looked around at everyone.

"No, Captain Severn!"

There was a large group of old or immature responses from below.

"Very well, another smooth day."

The blue-haired young man nodded in satisfaction, and while writing something on the record board, he asked again, "Then the harvest, has it increased a lot compared to a while ago?"

"Report to the captain, I earned [-] Berries today, three times what I made last week!"

"Captain Severn, I am [-] Baileys!"

"Hey, my wife is fifteen thousand!"

Now everyone's responses were not so neat, but their voices were much louder and excited.

"very good!"

The blue-haired young man was delighted when he heard it, and the action of writing records accelerated:
"It seems that the fireworks display in the past few days has attracted a large number of tourists. In the future, as the reputation of the Queen's City in Spring grows, our income will continue to increase steadily!"

"Okay, next, it's time to exchange."

Holding the record book in his arm temporarily, the blue-haired young man clapped his palms and said with a smile: "Old rules, line up, put all of today's harvest in the box next to me, and then receive [-]% of the queen's coins."

"Yes, Captain Severn!"

"What are Queen's Coins?" Bermer lowered his voice and asked Peach Rabbit beside him curiously.

"The current currency of the City of Spring Queen, because it only has metal coins, is not affected by bank policies, so it is better to use in the city than Bailey of the World Government, but at the same time, it can only be used on this island."

Taotu watched those people line up quickly, and murmured:
"This guy insists on exchanging Baileys for Queen's Coins. It is estimated that one is just to take [-]% of the rebates, and the other is to limit their scope of activities, lest they want to leave when they have too much money... huh? "

Her voice suddenly stopped, and her expression was a little surprised. Bermel turned around without knowing why, and after seeing the scene in the room clearly, her eyes were also widened in shock.

At this moment, those old people and children who lined up happily took the Queen's coin from the blue-haired youth, and before they took a few steps, their figures began to change drastically.

It was originally a child, but it began to grow rapidly, strong muscles grew, and the face gradually became mature;

And for those old men and women, the wrinkles on the skin smoothed and faded, the lost teeth grew back, and even the muddy eyes returned to clarity...

In just a few seconds.

Those who had touched the palms of the blue-haired young man had all turned into young men and women in their twenties and thirties, full of vigor and vitality, where did they still look weak and pitiful?

Everyone on the roof was dumbfounded watching this miraculous scene.

"Knew it……"

Nuo Xia was not surprised by this, and murmured in her heart, "Can you change the age of others at will, the fruit of the gluttonous girl Bonnie..."

"So, these guys actually use this boss named Severn to turn into old men, old women, or children to win sympathy and beg everywhere in the city."

Shia next to her frowned slightly, "It's just a den of scammers... There are more than two hundred people, all young and middle-aged, and they are so professional. I don't know that the real beggars in the city are run on by them like this." , Is there any way to survive?"

"It's hard."

Fujitora shook his head, remained silent for a moment, and sighed lowly: "It's a blessing not to see things. There are too many such dirty and low-spirited people in the world."

at the same time.

In the room below, everyone has almost finished exchanging the Queen's coins, and the blue-haired youth has used the fruit ability to restore their original appearance.

They gathered together in groups of three or four, smiling and weighing the silver coins in their hands, chattering and discussing where they would go to have a good night's play.

"Okay, be quiet, everyone!"

On the steps, the blue-haired young man stretched out his hand and pressed down, and there was a sudden silence. Obviously, in the hearts of these professional beggars, this "Captain Severn" has a very high prestige.

"Just like the statistics just now, everyone should have felt it themselves. Since our clothing, scripts, acting training, etc. have become more professional, everyone's income has been rising steadily."

The blue-haired young man named Saiwen looked around at the crowd and said seriously, "Now on average, everyone can earn at least [-] per day, [-] per month, and more than [-] million per year!"

"And our more than [-] people, together, can get more than [-] million Bailey's income from the tourists in the Spring Queen's City in one year!"

He opened his arms and laughed triumphantly: "This is enough to prove how correct my decision was!"

"Captain wise!"

"Long live the captain!"

Listening to the flattery and cheers below, Severn coughed and cleared his throat, and said loudly:

"Then, everyone, before you leave here and start enjoying a day of life, let's shout out together as usual. What is our slogan?"

"Working two hours a day, whoever wants to work overtime is an idiot!"

"What about our program?"

"At night, you pretend to be a beggar on the street, and in the daytime, you're a lord in a bar!"

"Wandering around the sea every day, burning, killing and looting everywhere, who are the idiots who don't see a lot of money all year round?"

"Pirates!"

"Who are the idiots who break the rules, follow orders and work hard, but don't have a lot of money?!"

"navy!"

"Who is the most free person in the world, without worry or suffering?"

"It's us!!!"

There was cheering from below, whistling whistled, applauded applauded.

"very good."

The blue-haired young man showed his white and neat teeth, and chuckled lightly: "I understand the applause. In the days to come, please continue to work hard together. Our future is bright. Now, the meeting is adjourned!"

……

The people in the house dispersed and entered the basement one after another to take a bath and change clothes.

When they came out, they all turned into wealthy and decent citizens. They hooked their shoulders, exchanged cigars with each other, and prepared to go out with a smile on their faces to enjoy their nightlife after get off work.

And on the dark and silent roof.

Everyone was in a mess in the wind, their expressions still in a somewhat dumbfounded state.

The Nuoxia people are also paralyzed. Who would have thought that the Devil Fruit, which caused headaches for the navy by killing the Quartet in the hands of the gluttonous girl Bonnie, would actually shine in this field.

Moreover, it should be the first time in decades that I finally saw the successful MLM scene again, right?
In a sense, this Captain Severn is really a fucking talent, but unfortunately, he lacks a white turtleneck sweater, which is tasteless...

Squeak.

The sound of the iron door opening pulled Nuo Xia from his thoughts back to reality.

He looked at the young men and women who filed out and squeezed his chin. He felt that it would be boring to just show up and knock them all down...

Eh, wait!

He suddenly clapped his left fist, as if thinking of something, his eyes lit up.

With a thought, he called up the system panel that was still being maintained and upgraded, and looked at the only usable backpack bar area.

A prop that I bought back in Xihai, in Nuo Xia's eyes at this moment, seems to be plated with a layer of gold, exuding a different kind of brilliance:
【Heavy Eight Bowl】

[Type: Permanent Item]

[Description: A broken bowl with rough workmanship and a gap on the top, looks ordinary]

【Kneeling this bowl and squatting on the side of the road begging, all humanoid creatures passing by will feel pity when they see it, and throw all the coins in their pockets involuntarily】

[Remarks: Only various forms of metal coins, checks and banknotes will not be affected in any way]

【"Actually, I usually call it a cornucopia!"】

……

Doraemon, it's up to you!
Nuo Xia quietly took out the broken bowl from the different-dimensional pocket, turned her head, glanced at Fujitora, and asked in a low voice:
"Brother Yixiao, in my hometown in Donghai, there is a saying that treats others in the same way. Do you want these guys to experience the feeling of being emptied of your money by beggars?"

What?
Fat Tiger, leaning on a stick, looked up at him blankly.

　Make up the second update last night, and there will be another update tonight, the time remains the same.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)