The Pirate Empress is my wife, but I’m fooling around outside

Brontë was pleasantly surprised to find that all fruit abilities had been raised a notch.

The rubber fruit has developed the second gear, and now, even against ordinary lieutenant generals, it is completely worthless.

What is even more exciting is that he unknowingly awakened the domineering spirit, which is undoubtedly the icing on the cake for the next trip to the empty island.

Because the heart network of those priests will be very tricky to deal with, now that everyone has a heart network, the gap between the two sides will naturally narrow a lot.

At this time, even with his eyes closed, Brontë could clearly perceive the movements around him.

Butterflies flying in the sky, sea fish swimming in the water, crabs crawling on the shore, and a news bird wearing a hat are coming this way.

News birds?

Brontë walked out of the cabin, several wanted warrants were thrown down, he picked it up casually and saw that it was the bounty of the French family, of which the bounty of the head of the family, Franky, was as high as 20 million Bailey, which had surpassed the clown Bucky and was more than twice the bounty of the thief king Seeger.

There is also a more special one, the portrait on it is not a human or an animal, but a ship.

That's right, it is the release of the Ideal Ship, and the bounty is as high as 80 million Bailey, which is a match for the bounty before the female emperor became the Seven Wuhai.

Brontë would never have thought that the first person to be rewarded by the Dream Pirates was actually a pirate ship, which is completely fanciful.

However, if he hadn't been able to show his face at the moment, most of the 80 million bounty would probably have fallen to Brontë.

Seeing that the news bird was dead and did not leave, Brontë remembered that he had not yet given money, so he took out two Baileys from his pocket, ready to reward this guy with an iron rice bowl.

But when he saw the news bird holding up the sign with a clear price, he was directly stunned!

The price of this small A4 paper-sized wanted warrant was as high as one hundred Bailey, which was even blacker than the previous seagull.

Brontë shoved all the wanted warrants back into the stomach of the news bird, let it stay cool, and killed himself without spending money to buy it.

The news birds who did not make money did not leave, and it seemed that they would not give up if they sold these wanted warrants.

Brontë, of course, would not give it this opportunity and kicked it tens of meters away without ceremony.

The news bird, who was mistreated by potential customers, could only secretly wipe his tears and then continue his journey to deliver the newspaper.

After that, Brontë came to the residence of the fiery uncle and informed Franky and the others about the bounty order.

Unexpectedly, hearing that he had become a wanted criminal, Franky did not have the slightest wave in his heart, and even felt a little melancholy, feeling why the reward amount was so low.

Kalifa cast a strange look, she really couldn't understand the brain circuits of this group of people, like a retard.

Is it bad to live well? It is unreasonable to have to be a walking ATM.

Brontë then takes Kalifa to the forest again to catch guide birds, this time carrying an insecticide with him, vowing to make the flock pay for the damn insects.

The two went straight to the place where yesterday was deflated, deliberately making a lot of movement to attract the attention of the guide bird.

The trick worked, and within minutes, the insect army struck again.

Brontë smiled, took out the pesticide he had hidden in advance, and sprayed it wildly at the vanguard.

Soon, there were a large number of insect corpses on the ground, and the pungent smell was in the air.

Other insects were deterred and fled.

Brontë took the opportunity to capture a few bees and paint them with special markers, allowing them to act as scouts for him.

The bees flew towards the dense forest, and after ten minutes of searching, they finally found the traces of the guide bird on a camphor tree.

Brontë took Kalifa into the air and shot in the direction where he received the message.

The guide bird senses danger and wants to use the dense branches to hide its shape, so as to find an opportunity to escape.

However, before it could make a move, Kalifa's whip swung over, binding it firmly.

The guide bird let out a miserable scream, and then fell to the ground and fell into a.

Brontë used to pick it up, gave it a few big mouths, and beat the guide bird to tears.

Kalifa, who had been teased before, also wanted to be angry, so she walked to the guide bird in high heels and kicked it on its huge head.

The last stubbornness of the guide bird completely shattered, and he quickly cast a pleading gaze at the two.

Seeing that the other party confessed, Brontë first saluted and then soldiered, and acted as a warm big brother, constantly calming the injured little heart of the guide bird.

Finally, after two minutes of probation, the guide bird completely defected and became a member of the right-hand man under Burrant.

"Go, go back!" Brontë dragged Kalifa onto the back of the bird and rode the guide bird home.

When this big guy appeared in front of everyone's eyes, except for Uncle Diamond, everyone else was aroused by curiosity.

"This is the guide bird? It feels silly!" Franky couldn't help but reach out and touch the bird's beak, but he was accidentally bitten by it, and he didn't let go of whatever he called.

Brontë, who was the master, snapped his fingers, and the guide bird immediately let go, like a well-trained soldier.

Uncle Diamond was impressed by Brontë, personally cooked, and prepared a large table full of food to entertain them.

After eating, the ape salvage team I met yesterday also came to the scene to bid farewell to these young people full of dreams.

After a simple commercial exchange, a group of people, a bird, bid farewell to Uncle Diamond and others, and get up to the south of Gaya Island to find the current leading to the empty island.

The next current was expected to be five days away, so Brontë had plenty of time to find the exact location of the current eruption.

However, not far after the Ideal sailed out, he encountered two warships, led by Vice Admirals Bernard and Bastyus, who came from the City of Seven Waters.

As soon as the two sides met, they fought.

In an instant, shells and skills flew all over the sky.

Brontë's strength skyrocketed, and in just a few rounds, he hammered Bastyus, who was holding a large knife, unconscious, and the big knife in his hand also collapsed in two.

However, Maynard, the old sixth, engaged in a sneak attack and gave Brontë a "lan foot" in the back, causing him to eventually fail to do Bastyus, allowing him to pick up a small life.

On the other side, French and the others also fought with the navy, but due to the large number of opponents, plus a few officers who knew the sixth style, the big guy fell into a bitter battle.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable to his own side, Brontë, who was slightly injured, immediately ordered a retreat.

Perhaps because of the heavy casualties, the navy also retreated.

In the end, the two sides agreed to a truce and each drove away in opposite directions.

After this battle, Brontë decided that when he returned from the empty island, he would let French work on the transformation and release of the Ideal so that it could never be caught up with by naval warships.

Everyone entered the cabin, briefly dealt with their injuries, and continued on their way.

After three days of sailing, the ship arrived at the intended place and the group began to explore the material activity on the bottom of the sea.

Finally, after two days of research and analysis, the specific location of the ocean current was pinpointed accurately.

Time flies, and the day of setting sail will soon come.

Everyone looked anxiously on the deck, all wanting to see this spectacular sight.

Nature lived up to expectations, and in the end, everyone witnessed the current change from a fountain to a column of water.

The Optimus Prime-like current continued to climb, and soon connected the sea and sky, becoming a route to the empty island.

"Towards the current, head!" Brontë waved his big hand, and everyone immediately swept towards the water column.

However, at this moment, several warships appeared not far away, firing cannonballs at the Flying Ideal.

On the center of the warship stood a beautiful woman with a mole on the corner of her mouth and a spider tattoo on her leg, this person was one of the few female vice admirals in the navy, Peach Rabbit!