There are many islands scattered along the great route, but most of those large islands are located in the member countries under the World Government, not only the military is strong, there are many strong people, but also the existence of naval sub-bases, ordinary pirates dare not easily offend.

And those islands that are controlled and divided by various underground forces have become the best choice for ordinary pirate groups to supply supplies and exchange intelligence. And such an island, because it is far from the control of the law, smuggling, the black market, and the intelligence market are exceptionally prosperous. Assassinations and looting are also commonplace.

Phuket is such an island that is secretly controlled by underground forces, and in order to survive on such an island, it is necessary to observe words and looks.

A native of Phuket Island, Doyle spends his life in the docks, pub streets and underground auction houses, and often lulls money as a guide for foreign financiers.

At this time, a luxurious passenger ship arrived in Phuket, and the tourists disembarked one after another, and the pimps waiting in the dock area stepped forward to solicit the guests, and Estes and Satan also got off the boat in the middle of the crowd, but probably because they were too young to look like some rich people, no one wanted to lead the way for them.

The unfortunate Doyle didn't get any of the other guests, so he walked to the Satan siblings, thinking that even if he only made 50 Baileys, it would be enough to go to the tavern and drink a big glass of dark beer, which would be better than running for nothing.

"Two distinguished guests, welcome to Phuket, do you need a tour guide? Doyle asked with a sly smile on his face and a clenched hand, as if they were lambs to the slaughter.

"What two? It's three! Don't you exist as a master?" Before

Satan could answer, the evil opinion sitting on Satan's shoulder went berserk, and he came to Doyle with a wing, slapped him, and flew back in an instant.

"If you dare to ignore the existence of the master, I must teach you a lesson.

Doyle covered his face in astonishment, looking dazed, you look so non-existent, blame me? Of course, you never dare to say this.

"Forget what we're here for? Do you understand?"

Satan glared at the evil opinion with a speechless expression, and then turned back and smiled and threw a stack of Bailey to Doyle, "Take us to the auction house."

"Yes, yes, please come with me.

Doyle led the way in front of him, thinking that the young master was polite at the bottom.

Just as they were about to leave the dock area, a bald guy more than two meters tall led seven or eight thugs to block their way.

"He's the boss of the docks, the tiger head with a bounty of eight million Bailey, how did you mess with them? That guy is a demon who kills people without blinking.

Doyle stepped back as he spoke, seemingly ready to slip away at any moment.

"Boss, it's that chick, I'm sure I'm not mistaken, she's holding Durandell, a sword of the 21 workers of the big knife. At least 50 million Baileys are worth on the black market. A

thug said to the bald guy.

"Hey, do you want to run away after stealing our boss's sword?

Another thug shouted.

"That's it, that's it, hand it over quickly.

"Otherwise, it will tear you apart."

"The hairy children whose milk has not yet been weaned dare to learn from adults to hold swords. "

...

The other thugs were all over the place.

"Wha, chick, they call you chick Alas, Estes, I can't bear it at all!"

Estes narrowed his eyes, a dangerous gleam in his eyes, and his right hand rested on the hilt of his sword, as if he was about to slash someone.

"Slow, slow, sister.

Satan hurriedly stopped Estes, "A group of small characters don't need my sister to make a move, and I'm looking for a chance to try out new abilities." Leave it to me.

Satan took two steps forward and pointed at the bald man, "Give you a chance, get out of here, or I'll be rude to you!"

The bald man twisted his neck menacingly, making a 'gurgling' sound.

"I want to see how you are not kind to me. "

Hehe, you're looking for your own death, no wonder I'm there.

Satan stretched out his hand and pointed forward, shouting "Tree vine strangle!" and

saw countless rattans burst out of the ground around the thugs, swept towards them, and wrapped around their ankles. The gangsters struggled to dodge in a panic, but they still couldn't escape the pursuit of the tree vines, and they were wrapped into zongzi-shaped, strangled blood marks, and let out a scream.

"It's not bad!" said

Satan, who had activated the Tree of Life ability for the first time, smugly.

"It turned out to be a Devil Fruit ability, no wonder he was so confident. The bald man's voice came from the vines, "But you can't help but underestimate me!" The

muscles in his whole body tensed instantly, and he suddenly exerted force.

I only heard a loud "bang", and the rattan wrapped around him exploded inch by inch.

"What else can I do, just use it!"

"It's useless. Estes snorted dissatisfiedly.

"You've disgraced the Douglas family. "Evil views are afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

Satan's face was full of black lines, annoyed and angry, and the next second he disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the bald guy.

"You are a trick, wouldn't it be good to be killed by Lao Tzu obediently, what kind of big-tailed wolf you are.

He flew up and kicked the bald guy out, and instantly caught up with the bald guy flying in the air, grabbed his head with one hand and smashed it on the ground, making a loud "boom", and the floor was smashed out of a big hole, and then there was a series of fists to the flesh "plop" sound, blood splashed everywhere.

Finally, Satan, who had had enough of fighting, straightened up, stepped on the bald man's barely recernible head, took out a silk scarf, and slowly wiped the blood on his hands.

He put his hand against his glasses and muttered to himself.

"Sure enough, the fist is justice!"

Doyle almost dropped his jaw, it turned out that this polite young man was the real ruthless character

! He respectfully took Satan and his party to the door of the auction hall and left, God testifies, ghosts like to stay with these two sisters and brothers who live with devils in their hearts, and the pressure is great!

"What a useless coward

" Evil glanced at Doyle, who had left, with disdain, and turned back and asked: " Wait a minute, Master uses magic to create chaos, how about you take the opportunity to sneak in, steal the Devil Fruit, and then leave immediately

?" "Why?"

Estes asked coldly, obviously seriously dissatisfied with the ruffian aura that was constantly revealed by the evil opinion.

"Didn't you say try not to cause a riot, so as not to bring shame on the family? The evil opinion replied.

"Don't you know that there is a thing in the world called money?" Estes

threw Bailey at the doorman and swaggered into the auction room.

Evil can still hear her say two words as she enters the door.

"Turtles. "

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