I, the Pirate King of the East China Sea

"Fortunately, these hard times are over, and I'm back where I came from."

Seeger leaned on the back of the chair, lost in thought.

"Psychic power is so easy to use. From now on, I can live a life where I stretch out my coat to stretch out my hands, and open my mouth to stretch out my breasts."

While drinking milk, Sig casually looked at Makino, the proprietress of the tavern.

This is the Donghai Windmill Village Tavern, where all the stories begin.

Revisiting the old place, he felt somewhat nostalgic.

But the old man from back then, there is only one bar proprietress Makino, a stranger who is not familiar.

"You're so young, you can't tell that you're ten years older than you were back then."

Seeger's eyes chased the proprietress who was busy, and there was emotion in his eyes.

Ten years have passed since the Shattered Void event.

Shattered Void leaves the world----enters the parallel world, there is a time difference in this process.

When Sig arrived, Rixiong had just written the first note. About three or four days had passed since the time in the main world, and the ratio of time flow between the two worlds was very different.

The two years Seager spent in the parallel world may only be a moment for Sun Bear.

And this time.

From launching the artificial space-time fruit to leaving the parallel world ------ and then entering the main world, this time it was not three days, but a full ten years.

"It's like the multi-role substitution in GTA. Only one character is moving at a time, but now it's my turn."

Sig was in a daze.

There was noise outside the tavern door, from far to near.Then there was a cry of pain.

"Who put such a big box at the door of the tavern?"

"It's so heavy...it can't be moved."

The person who came seemed quite angry, and then the figure at the door kicked the door of the tavern to the ground.

A touch.

One foot stepped on the door on the ground, and the door cracked softly, gradually cracking open.

Following their intrusion, the bar suddenly fell silent, and the talking and laughing stopped abruptly.

There were quite a few people, about a dozen of them, each with a turban on his head.

The leading man was walking with a limp. It seemed that he accidentally kicked the big box at the door just now, but kicked himself sorely.

"Bandits?"

Sig glanced at the scarves on the heads of the ten or so people, guessing in his heart.

This kind of attire is generally the characteristic of bandits, and all his former subordinates were like this.

This group of bandits ignored the others, and the leading man limped, walked to the bar, and waved his hand: "Miss Boss, bring up all the milk in your shop!"

milk?

Seeger looked at the milk in his glass, a little dazed.

After such a long journey, it was the first time he met, besides him, there was a second person ordering milk in the bar.

The proprietress Makino was also stunned for a while, then bowed slightly to apologize:

"I'm really sorry, we are a tavern, so we don't have much milk...there is only the last bottle now."

With that said, Makino placed the last bottle of milk in front of the bar.

"Huh? Are you looking down on me? This bit of milk isn't even good for rinsing your mouth?"

The visitor was furious, and he was about to have an attack, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw Sig who was quietly drinking milk alone in front of the bar, and the cat beside him who was also drinking milk.

The two groups of people looked at each other quietly, but Sig felt a little baffled.

This script, isn't it a little familiar?

He hesitated for a moment, whether to push the milk to the bandits according to the script.

The strong man in the lead quickly suppressed the anger just now, and smiled kindly at this moment: "Brother, are you also a pilgrim looking for the hometown of the Bandit King?"

Chapter 999 Fat Tiger’s Holy Body Completion (2-3)

"Looking for a pilgrim to visit the hometown of the Bandit King?"

Sig was stunned for a moment, but nodded decisively on the face: "Yes, it's actually a bit embarrassing to say it."

"Actually, I'm a fan of the Bandit King, and I can order three bowls of rice just by looking at the photo of his reward list."

"Ah..." The bandits were stunned for a while.

On the contrary, the blue and white cat trembled when he heard it, and poked out its paws, with the urge to scratch the face of the man in front of him.

"It seems that your purity is quite high... You are your own person."

These thieves suddenly put on a kind smile on their faces, and sat down on the seats in front of the bar.

"Actually, we came here from the West Sea." The strong man said with a smile, "Since we are our own...Ma'am, don't you have any milk? You should still have beer in this tavern, right? Come get a dozen."

"Yes, of course there is."

The one who orders and drinks in the tavern is a decent person. Makino is busy, placing bottles of beer in front of the bar and distributing them to the bandits who are sitting.

"Didn't you order milk just now? Why did you switch to beer now?" Sig asked casually.

"Hehe... Everyone is an adult, who would order milk at a bar if nothing is wrong?"

The strong bandit glanced at the glass of milk in front of Sig, and shook his head: "It is said that the Bandit King liked to order milk in the bar back then. It is said that beer hurts the body."

"But I clearly heard that the Bandit King can drink a lot?" Another bandit behind him whispered.

"Who knows?"

It doesn't matter whether the bandit king really likes to order milk at the bar. These bandits are just imitating the bandit king back then.

Rituals are just rituals, and that's about it.

"Is it a pilgrimage? Except for the Yan Fan like me who became acquainted with the Bandit King because of his appearance, there are people who come here from the West Sea on purpose? It seems that your purity is quite high."

Sig asked:

"Are you also the fan of the Bandit King?"

"We..." The strong man headed by smiled and shook his head:

"Actually, we came because of another piece, the great secret treasure of the Bandit King."

"Another piece?" Sig was stunned for a while:

"But I remember that all the treasures left by the Bandit King are in the Red Earth Continent."

"It's not easy to go to the Red Earth Continent." The strong bandit shook his head and said:

"What's more, it has been ten years since the Shattered Void incident and the fourth treasure map appeared in the world. Many people have also searched for it for ten years, but so far they have not found the whereabouts of the treasure."

"There should be something strange about it."

"The mountains of Goa Kingdom are the places where the Bandit King lived in seclusion for many years, maybe there will be something related to the treasure..."

"How is that possible?" Sig asked back.

"How is it impossible? The Bandit King likes to bury treasures, and they don't bury them together. If there is a fifth treasure and a sixth treasure on this island, what is impossible?"

The strong man asked back confidently, but it made Sig a little speechless.

The other thieves got excited after drinking, and began to join in the conversation: "Isn't it... a lot of people think so."

"I've also heard another rumor. It is said that the bandit king left here a heavily guarded group of bandits who came to the Kingdom of Goa to hunt for treasure. After entering the mountains, all of them went there. No return!"

"What heavy guards? It should be the old Sieg bandit regiment that has disappeared for many years!"

"I heard that there are huge monsters hidden in the depths of the mountains..."

"There should be a dungeon at the bottom of the mountain. The dungeon is full of dangerous monsters, and the end of the dungeon is the treasure of the Bandit King..."

The thieves gradually chatted, and the scene gradually heated up.

The strong and strong man in the lead smiled, and pushed an unopened bottle of beer in front of Sig: "Since it's my own, let's have a drink."

He held up the beer bottle and said with a smile.

"Alcohol is free." Seeger shook his head and raised a glass of milk:

"I'll replace the bar with milk."

After he finished speaking, the strong man looked at the milk glass in front of him, and the smile on his face froze little by little.

"Drinking milk is just a ritual, it's almost done."

"Don't give face?" He asked word by word.

Sig: "..."

Where is this going, these are all strangers, what face do you give them?

"I'm allergic to alcohol." He declined.

"Alcohol allergies, why don't you come to the bar alone to order milk?" The strong man asked back with a frown.

But his reaction, falling into the eyes of the bandits, made the warm smiles on their faces gradually cool down.

"Since you are the fan of the Bandit King, you should know another thing."

"Besides drinking milk in the bar, the Bandit King also likes to do another thing in the bar."

The voice did not fall.

The strong man picked up the beer bottle on the table with one hand, and was about to throw it at Sig's head.

But Sig reacted faster than him.

He dodged his head back, and while avoiding the wine bottle, he had already pressed his hand on the bandit's wrist.