Pirates: One Way All the Way

Maybe it's because the humans in the One Piece world have a very good physique, so their work efficiency is very high?

Or is this port's officials particularly capable?

Anyway, what appeared in front of Mosa was not the congested city that Mosa imagined in Europe, which was full of sewage and garbage in the Middle Ages.

Instead, it looks unusually clean: wide roads, lively markets... Mosa has a more real impression of the world.

A world where fantasy and reality intersect.

Although Mosa feels that his appearance should be called thoughtful, other people don't think so, and more people think that Mosa is more like a countryman who is blinded by the prosperity of rapeseed flowers in a big city.

Moza was so fascinated by her thoughts that even Krista couldn't stand her silly look, she reminded aloud. "Mosa, we're here~"

However, Mosa had been in the air for too long and couldn't come back to her senses. Krista had to increase her voice and shout again: "Mosa! We're here!"

Mosa then returned to reality from the endless emptiness of thought.

His eyes suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, filled with a dazzling array of ingredients that could hardly be named, Moza said that he was a little confused now...

This is a vegetable, a vegetable market? !

......................

After half an hour.

Moza has seen with his own eyes what a real big purchase is!

Only now did Mosa realize that in the past, he used to go shopping at the supermarket during the New Year's holiday or buy hands on Singles' Day, and he was weak!

The real super invincible thunderbolt purchase is to move the market directly! Empty! Ah! ! !

After Mosa saw with his own eyes that the gang evacuated several stores, Mosa really had the concept of "raising a group" in his mind!

It's all just petty money!

Immediately, Moza's eyes were filled with the shape of small money...

Just when Mosa's milky white bean curd brain became hot from being tortured by the small money, Krista stopped again. According to Mosa's experience, it is estimated that another store will be emptied. .

Moza looked up and let out a surprised cry - eh?

Wine, tavern? Why do you want to come to the pub? Didn't you already buy wine?

But this time, no one answered his doubts as kindly as they heard Moza's heart.

Some people were left to guard the supplies they bought before, and the rest, led by Krista and Seth, pushed open the delicate door of the tavern.

After entering the tavern, Mossa keenly noticed that the atmosphere of the tavern was very wrong. There seemed to be a faint murderous and **** aura lingering. Just a feeling.

The whole team also became very quiet, even Krista, the most lively and jumpy, suddenly fell silent, and only their footsteps echoed in the tavern.

Walking and walking, Moza suddenly found that the other crew members formed a semi-circle with Krista and Seth as the center, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, blocking all the sights looking towards Krista and Seth outside. Even Mosa was squeezed to the periphery.

These pretended and mysterious behaviors made Moza's heart as uncomfortable as a cat's scratching. At this moment, Moza was very curious about what was going on inside.

But after thinking about it carefully, Moza found to his dismay that he really didn't have the proper peeping skills at this time. You know, even though he has worked hard, he still hasn't awakened.

And his sand is not like what Gaara did during the Chunin exams, it can be condensed into eyeballs and fly around to peep - that's simply ninjutsu, okay?

It's not pure sand at all! Mosa's sand is useless even if it condenses into eyeballs. At most, it can be used to smash people?

Even if he can use the sand to perceive it now, he used this trick in the headquarters before, but he still can't perceive the picture!

Just when Mosa was tortured by curiosity and couldn't help but want to squeeze in and take a look.

"Well, Krista is you this time, where's that old guy from your father?" An old and dry voice suddenly came from the empty counter, and Moza automatically made up a cloudy eye when he heard the sound. The image of an old man with a dull yellow face, wrinkles that could kill flies, and a shriveled body with sparse teeth.

Immediately, Mosa had goosebumps all over his body, and all his curiosity was dispelled~www.readwn.com~ Before Mosa could clear the image from his brain, he remembered it and saw it appearing behind the counter. A figure appeared, an old man with sparse hair and messy clothes.

The old man's skin was sallow, and it was shriveled against his face. His eyes were not small, but his eyes were huge. Coupled with his deep voice... This environment could make a child stop crying - too scared to go out. Voice!

"Hello, this is for this transaction... We need... Rabah..."

Moza couldn't hear their low-pitched conversation again, and the other crew members around him once again tightened the circle that didn't appear to be loose.

.........

It didn't take long for Mosa to see the circle of people spread out, and Krista and Seth inside looked gloomy and led the crew out without saying a word.

"For the sake of cooperating for so long, I would like to remind you guys that you'd better leave now.

Because ~ the people you want to wait for may never be able to wait. A few days ago, there was news that the Caro Organization was teamed up to give, hiccup, annihilated. I remember that your trading partner has always been the Carroll Organization! "The hoarse voice suddenly shouted, and the drunken voice didn't seem at all convincing.

Krista and Seth looked at each other, nodded slowly, turned around and bowed slightly to the old man to express their gratitude, and then continued to lead the business group members around without a word... .

She walked in a hurry, her face dignified.

......................

Is this the legendary black market? Intelligence traffickers?

This is the first contact between Mosa and a black market merchant. This experience opened the door to a new world for him, a door to contact with the gray world.