Pirate God Skin

The outskirts of the Chambord Islands.

A pirate ship is wandering near the sea. A skull flag with horns is hung on the flagpole. The pirates on the ship are doing nothing. ?

"Boss, why don't you say that no fat fish has passed by recently" one of his men asked.

"Of course the idiot is because of the auction held by newly promoted Qiwu Haido Flamenco."

Cursed a strong man, topless, wearing a horned helmet.

Another subordinate was puzzled, "Doflamingo held an auction, what does it have to do with no fat fish?"

A strong man hates iron but is not a steel road. "Doflamingo has become the Qiwuhai strong some time ago, and he is very popular. The auctions he held are naturally also big people, and usually small characters are not allowed to enter."

The original subordinate asked, "But does it mean there are fat fish if the big people come?"

The strong man said, "So you say that you are an idiot, a big man, can we afford to provoke it? The little man who can afford to provoke is no longer coming, naturally there will be no fat fish."

"Oh" the subordinates had to answer in a stern voice.

"Boss has a fat fish here"

Suddenly, another person shouted excitedly.

"Really"

The strong man said suspiciously, he must have no fat fish right after he finished talking, so why did he immediately hit him in the face with a fat fish?

He stood up, took the telescope under him, "Let me see."

Looking through the binoculars, a small boat with no way of coming was approaching.

I just don't know why, there is no one on the deck, only a handsome blond man sitting on the bow.

"Sure enough, it's a fatty fish"

The strong man was surprised and delighted. What was surprised was that there were fat fish. The good news was that fat fish would surely kill a wave.

The man next to him asked, "Boss, you see that he is the only one on board, is he really a fat fish?"

The sturdy man screamed, "I didn't use my mind. How could only one person get the boat up? He must have been shipwrecked. Only he survived, but the cargo in the cabin must be fine."

His subordinates immediately beamed, thinking that they are worthy of being the boss, that is, they have wisdom.

The sturdy man has already shouted, "I am the leader of the sacred cow and Pirates group. If the sacred cow Cross who is offering a reward of 89 million Baileys is acquainted, he will surrender and hand over all his finances."

Mo Yan heard the sound and looked over, feeling a little surprised.

The pirate with only 89 million bounty, actually dare to rob even the navy ship

After thinking about it carefully, Mo Yan would know that when the navy sent the ship to Mo Yan, it would naturally erase the navy's mark first.

Thinking about it, Mo Yan stood up and smiled slightly.

"It just so happens that I still lack a guide for the Chambord Islands."

"Why is this kid not surprised when he heard the robbery, but he laughed?" On the other side, Cross was puzzled when he saw it.

After thinking about it for a long time, Cross wondered if this kid was robbed again after the shipwreck, and his spirit was a little abnormal under repeated blows.

"Hey, if you hear that you don’t want to die, please hand over your belongings as soon as possible, otherwise it will be as easy as killing you, my Grandpa Cross, as trampling on ants."

Mo Yan put away his smile, and the frost gradually spread across his face.

"The last person who said he was going to kill this king, do you know what his fate is now?"

Mo Yan's words were as cold as the winter moon, Cross couldn't help but shudder, and subconsciously asked "What will end?"

Mo Yan said coldly, "He is dead"

As soon as the voice fell, Mo Yan's figure suddenly moved.

"Dare to resist the little ones, do it." Cross also reacted and couldn't help furious.

One minute passed.

The offshore sea was calm, as if no battle had happened.

Only the Shenniu Pirate Group has since become history.

Mo Yan jumped back from the sea to his deck with Cross, who was covered in bruises in his hand.

"Don't pretend to be dead, this king knows his own way."

Mo Yan threw Cross to the ground, and Cross screamed in pain.

He now looks at Mo Yan and only feels that his whole body is cold. "Uncle, uncle, young, blind, blind, and blind, but don’t know Taishan. You have killed all of Xiao’s subordinates, so let’s leave the young and the young willing to hand over. All property"

Cross cried with his nose and tears. What kind of fat fish is the man in front of him? He is clearly the overlord of the deep sea.

Mo Yan's face sank, "Shut up."

Cross was so frightened that he couldn't cry.

"I ask you, are there any special large-scale and famous auctions in the Chambord Islands?"

Cross tried to recall that "some, some, on the 1st, 6th, 19th and 21st, there have been several large auctions recently."

Mo Yan asked, "Which one is the biggest and most well-known?"

Cross replied immediately, "It is the auction held by the Don Quixote family in area 8."

Mo Yan nodded, he needs to cherish the items, the more advanced the better, and naturally the bigger the auction, the easier it is to find.

Mo Yan said concisely, "Lead the way."

"Yes"

Cross got up quickly and pointed out the way graciously.

"Hold on," Mo Yan said suddenly.

Cross trembled, shaking his head and asked, "Master, what's the matter?"

Mo Yan said, "What about all your property"

Cross was crying without tears, and seemed to be returning to the pre-liberation period.

But it's more important to save your life than money.

"It's on the shore, on the shore, with all the small savings," Cross said hurriedly, seeing Mo Yan becoming impatient.

Hearing the words, Mo Yan mentioned Cross again, and made several ups and downs on the sea and came to the shore.

During this period, Cross was frightened, and he had never seen anyone who could walk freely on the sea.

But now that he was on the shore, Cross could only endure the pain and took Mo Yan to his hiding place.

Lifting the floor of the hiding place, there are several bags full of Bailey.

Mo Yan probably took a glance and said with dissatisfaction, "How come there are so few hundred million Baileys?"

Cross cried to death, "Master, the market for robbery has been very bad recently. This is all the savings of the small for so many years."

"Forget it."

Mo Yan motioned to Cross to pick up the bags of money, and let him carry his own box, striding towards the Don Quixote family auction house that Cross instructed.