Pirates: Beginning with the Patrolman

Under the night, the sea breeze with a salty taste gently blows through the streets of the town.

The ancient stone road looks mottled and old in the moonlight, and the street lights on both sides emit a faint yellow light, reflecting a quiet atmosphere.

The houses in the town are mostly white, with simple lines and arched doors and windows, exuding an ancient and tranquil atmosphere.

The church bell tower stands in the night, and the bells drift with the wind, with a heavy echo.

In the distance, the sea is sparkling, and occasionally the lights of the boats flicker, like lost ghosts looking for their way home. There is no bustling noise on the island, only the waves constantly hitting the shore, making a dull and powerful sound, as if telling some hidden secrets.

The residents of the town have long fallen into a deep sleep, and occasionally there will be a few dog barking to break the tranquility of the night.

The sculptures on the corners look particularly gloomy in the dim light, as if they will come alive in the next moment.

At this moment, a messy sound of footsteps suddenly sounded, and at the corner of the street, a figure was running in a panic.

He covered his arm, staggered, his face was covered with sweat, and his breathing was as rapid as a bellows. From time to time, he had to look back behind him, as if something was chasing him.

"But... Damn, where did this guy come from..."

The wound on his left arm was still bleeding, and took away his remaining strength.

"Asshole, don't let me know who you are, otherwise I will definitely not let you have an easy time..."

The man cursed in a low voice, and looked back to make sure that no one was chasing him. His expression was slightly relieved.

"Oh? Are you going to take revenge on me in the future? Unfortunately, you may not have a future."

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from above.

The man's pupils suddenly shrank, he stopped abruptly and looked up.

Under the moonlight, a figure stood on the eaves, and the shadow cast down, covering the man below.

The man looked desperate.

"You, who are you? Why are you chasing me?"

He roared.

At the same time, he switched the knife in his left hand to his right hand, tensed his muscles, and took a fighting stance.

"Why are you chasing you? If I say it's out of interest, you won't believe it. If you have to give a reason, maybe your head is worth some money? Blood Knife Jack, bounty of 5 million Baileys, is this reason sufficient? As for who I am... well, you can call me Remos, but I prefer you to call me Patrol Ranger."

The man on the roof tilted his head slightly, and the moonlight illuminated his face, revealing an extremely handsome face.

"Patrol Ranger? Never heard of it, you want my bounty? Then go to hell!"

The man named Jack laughed in anger, he suddenly jumped up on the spot, pounced on the roof like a cheetah, and the short knife in his hand drew a long arc and chopped at the man.

Clang!

The next second, the blade was blocked by a golden revolver.

"So, what makes you think you can kill me? With your seriously injured body?"

Another black muzzle appeared in front of Jack.

Remos smiled and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The gunshot sounded and the body fell to the ground.

Remos reached out to catch the dagger, waved the knife casually, then took out a stack of bounty warrants from his arms and found Jack's.

Bending down, he took some blood from the body, drew a big cross on the head of the bounty warrant, and then Remos smiled with satisfaction.

"Five million Baileys, got it."

...

Two days later.

The 135th Branch of the East China Sea Navy.

"Wow! Our patrol ranger is back!"

The navy guarding the door saw Remos from a distance and immediately joked.

"Just call me by my name."

Remos carried the body to the navy soldier and slapped the bounty warrant on his chest.

"Another one?"

The navy soldier looked at the body behind Remos. Because the face was covered, he couldn't tell who it was. It wasn't until he saw the name on the bounty that he showed a surprised expression.

"Blood Knife Jack?! You are really good. You can kill a pirate with a bounty of 5 million!"

"It was just a fluke. Besides, what kind of pirate is 5 million? In the East China Sea, he can only be regarded as a small minion at the bottom, right?"

Remos put down the body and moved his shoulders a little.

"What? The real small minion has no bounty. In the East China Sea, 5 million is already a big pirate. Do you still want to hunt those pirates with a bounty of tens of millions?"

The navy soldier asked with a smile.

"If there is a chance, I don't mind hunting one."

Remos shrugged.

There is one thing he didn't say. He is destined to hunt a pirate with a bounty of 10 million.The pirates have more than 10 million, 30 million, 50 million, 100 million, 1 billion... As long as he is given time, he can hunt down the Four Emperors.

"Haha, just brag, bragging is free anyway."

The navy soldier did not believe him, or rather, no one would believe that an ordinary bounty hunter was capable of hunting down a pirate with a bounty of 10 million.

"Believe it or not, settle the bounty for me quickly."

"Don't worry, you won't be missing."

The navy soldier took Remos to the base and found the person who was responsible for reviewing the bounty order, and showed the body and the bounty order to the other party.

After confirming that the body was the bounty target, the officer in charge of the bounty quickly settled the bounty for Morales.

The highest denomination of Bailey is 10,000, and 5 million Bailey is just five stacks of banknotes, which can be put into your arms at will.

By the way, he updated the bounty order, and Remos left the naval base, put his hands in his pockets and walked towards his home.

The island where the naval base is located is called Kabers, and the only town on the island is also called this name. Remos's home is here.

Remos is the only one in the family. His parents died of illness more than ten years ago.

In the past few years, Remos has been making a living by fishing. Until a year ago, he suddenly decided to become a bounty hunter.

All of the above are just Remos's apparent information. In fact, the core of this body was replaced by a soul from another world a year ago.

On the way home, Remos opened the system panel that only he could see.

He had never seen this panel before, but the content on it came from a game before he crossed over. There were various destinies in it that represented different development directions.

On the left are the destiny icons arranged vertically. Now only the hunting is lit up. This is also the choice made by the system after he crossed over.

On the right are various talents and skills under the current destiny.

"The hunting destiny is about to reach 15% and I don't know what ability will be unlocked this time."

Looking at the progress bar at the bottom of the panel, Remos' eyes were full of anticipation.