Pirates: Steel Chain Fingers

【Accident】This kind of thing always appears at the most unexpected time.

Universal Totland, Biscuit Island.

Biscuit Island is located in the northwest of Cake Island, and the theme of the entire island revolves around 'biscuits'. The island floor resembles the crust of a cookie. There are large and small brown rocks on the surface of the island, which look like chocolate chips on a cookie from a distance. In the center of the island stands an incomparably huge semi-circular mountain, which looks like a half-bitten cookie. .

The architectural style of towns on the islands is also biased towards biscuit. Crackers, cookies, creme biscuits... a variety of cookie styles can be found on buildings in town.

Wearing a black coat, Viktor strolled through the wide streets of Biscuit Town, and from time to time he could see huge biscuit soldiers slumped on the side of the street. These biscuit soldiers were motionless, completely lost of soul and motivation.

"Are you a foreign tourist?" An old man passing by saw Victor staring at the biscuit soldiers lying on the street, and said with a smile: "These biscuit soldiers were originally masterpieces by Lord Cracker, but unfortunately..."

"Uncle, are you talking about a thousand-handed cradle, one of the 'Four Dessert Stars'?" Victor responded with a gentle smile.

The old man looked regretful: "Yes, our Lord Cracker is really a very easy-going powerhouse, and he takes good care of us townspeople. He was attacked and killed by a thief... Alas! What the **** is this!"

Victor touched his chin and asked softly, "So, these biscuit soldiers also lost their motivation completely because of Mr. Cracker's death?"

"That's right, that's right." The old man nodded: "Master Cracker used his fruit ability to make these powerful biscuit soldiers to protect the safety of various islands. Not long ago, these biscuit soldiers suddenly fell to the ground and could no longer move. , Within a few days, the bad news of Lord Cracker came, and now the guarding of each island is replaced by Her Majesty's chessmen soldiers."

"It's a pity, I originally came to this cookie island to see Mr. Cracker's style." Victor looked regretful: "Thank you for your explanation, old man, I'll go shopping elsewhere."

The old man smiled and waved to Victor, who was gradually walking away. Oh, he is a handsome and polite young man. I really want to introduce him to his granddaughter. But... why does it look familiar?

As night falls, the main street of Biscuit Town is bustling with activity. Because the wedding is approaching, many tourists with clean identities have also passed the layers of review and came to IWC Totland to see what is known as the most eye-catching wedding ceremony in the past 100 years. But there are less than three days before the wedding, and they can still have a good time on the various islands.

Victor changed into casual clothes, with flat glasses and a peaked cap, and walked slowly down the main street with a cup of hot cocoa in hand.

Vendors and shops on both sides of the road are selling all kinds of delicious cookies, and the variety is dizzying.

"How do you sell this cookie cheeseburger?" Victor stopped in front of a vendor, and his attention was firmly drawn away.

"A 200 berry, and a small bag of butter shortbread cookies! Thank you for your patronage!" The owner of the stall quickly took the coin handed over by Victor, and smeared the insides of the two cookies covered with chocolate chips with peanut butter. Then sandwiched cabbage and chunks of cheese, and handed it to Victor in a bag of buttered pretzels.

"So sweet...but so delicious, sweet and crunchy."

Victor was sitting on a bench on the side of the street, the first bite of the cookie cheeseburger was full of peanut butter and the aroma of cheese mixed together, the cookie burger skin was crispy and particularly strong, and the chocolate chips enriched the taste and taste. layers of flavor. He took two bites of the cheeseburger and took a gulp of the hot cocoa, narrowing his eyes slightly in satisfaction.

Next he tried the 'Lucky Spicy Sandwich Cookies'.

This kind of biscuit is very interesting, each biscuit is about one bite, and the filling is all kinds of peppers that even the stall owner can't distinguish. The 'Green of Mercy' from Chuklik Island, the 'Reaper Pepper' from the Kingdom of Death, the 'Sweet Fruit Pepper' from the gourmet town Puki, the 'Flame Thrower' from Nar Mountain... Famous chili peppers from all over the world can be found here It's up to your luck to find these little cookies.

Victor was not lucky or unlucky, but he actually got the [Grand Prize] of the "Flame Thrower" of Narshan in the first bite. In less than three seconds, his tears were about to come out, his entire face was flushed red, and the hot cocoa in the cup made the fire even hotter.

Fortunately, this stall also sells ice milk by the way. The price of each lucky spicy sandwich cookie is only 40 bery, but the price of a glass of ice milk is 400 bery, which can be regarded as a starting price. But a hapless guy like Victor who was raided by Super Chili had to buy it even for 800 berries. A glass of iced milk temporarily relieved the hot feeling from his mouth to his stomach.

Secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Victor looked at the dozen or so spicy biscuits left in the bag and hesitated. After thinking about it, he decided to take it back and share it with his friends. Of course, good things should be eaten together! Thinking of this, he put the food bag into the zipper space in the palm of his hand with peace of mind.

As the night got darker, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street. Victor slid into a secluded alley as he ate, holding a grocery bag with buttered pretzels in his hand.

The alley was dark, with only a little light from the moonlight overhead.

The sound of chewing butter biscuits overshadowed the sound of leather shoes colliding with the flagstone road~www.readwn.com~ Victor was walking, suddenly stopped and turned back to the trash can he passed by.

He didn't speak, but held a grocery bag and threw a handful of butter pretzels into his mouth from time to time, chewing it expressionlessly, staring fixedly at the dark area in the corner of the trash can.

"...eating butter biscuits in front of the trash for three minutes, are you sick?"

A dull voice came from that dark area.

Victor took out his handkerchief and wiped the cracked biscuits at the corner of his mouth, then smiled slightly: "You don't have the position to tell me that the garbage can smell so good?"

A tall figure in a shabby cloak slowly stood up from the dark area beside the trash can, with a stooped figure.

Looking at the figure on his back, Victor raised his eyebrows: "To be honest, I guessed that you would come, but I didn't expect you..."

"Stop talking about those useless nonsense, Fierce Chain." A dull voice interrupted Victor's words, without sadness or joy: "I'm not interested in asking how you know I'm here. Just ask you, come here Is the end purpose of this the same as mine?"

The corners of Victor's mouth gradually raised an elegant arc, and he laughed softly:

"As you think."

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