Pirate: Give me your power

Logan couldn't imagine what the consequences of saying that would be.

So now he can only hide it from Nelson until the time is right.

"By the way, we still need a record pointer!" Nelson said suddenly: "We can't go anywhere without a record pointer in the new world."

These words brought Logan back to reality. He thought for a while and said, "The only pointer on the ship is at Navigator Ur. Let me go, I'm better at stealth."

Nelson did not refuse. Ur is an old man who is almost 70 years old and has no combat power except for his extremely rich sailing experience.Logan went, he was relieved.

But with a thought in his heart, he proposed again: "Since you are going to steal the pointer, captain, then leave the task of taking the ship to me!"

Logan pointed at him with a smile, and said, "You should save your energy for rowing, this is a physical labor!"

"Ah - all right."

Nelson looked downcast.

Logan smiled slightly, and glanced at the watch on the wall: 12:05.

"It's already twelve o'clock." Logan murmured and walked to the window. From his position, he could have a panoramic view of the deck.

The deck was as noisy as ever, and the carnival pirates were yelling and spilling wine all over the floor; the rickety cannon fodder shuttled around the banquet, with smiling faces, and cast greedy glances at Jindui from time to time.

But Barton was nowhere to be seen, and he seemed to be going to sleep, which was a good sign.

Logan stood quietly by the window, counting the number of pirates.

There were a total of 89 people, 33 of whom lay unconscious and drank on the ground, and this number is still increasing.

Everything is going as Logan wants.

"If it goes on like this, it will work!"

Logan suddenly felt full of strength, as if his eyes were bright.

His heart was throbbing, and there was an unspeakable excitement. Logan began to pace back and forth in front of the window, and then suddenly sat back on the chair.

No, you must be calm at this time!

Logan patted his face, took a few deep breaths, and forced himself to calm down.

Nelson couldn't help laughing at the captain who looked like a schoolboy about to go on vacation.

"You guy, what's so funny!" Logan looked at him and smiled, and couldn't help laughing himself.

Nelson covered his mouth, and a smiling voice slipped out from between his fingers: "The captain is really cute!"

"Hahahaha! In my eyes, Nelson is also very cute."

"really?"

"Of course!"

"Oh, people will really be shy!"

Logan hurriedly pushed Nelson's big face and said quickly: "Ah - that's right! Do you have anything to bring? Go get ready!"

Nelson sat back reluctantly, pointed to the scarf around his neck and said, "Except for this, don't worry about anything else."

Logan became a little curious: "Does this scarf have any special meaning to you?"

"Ah, it doesn't count as special meaning, it's something very important anyway!"

Nelson laughed, as if unwilling to say more on this topic.

"Captain, you need to pack your bags, then I'll go down to investigate the enemy's situation, and I'll report back to you later."

Before Logan could react, Nelson had already trotted out the door.

"..."

Logan scratched his head.

"It seems that he has found the right way to keep Nelson at a distance."

Chapter 6 Sand Wolf Pirates

At this moment, in another place in this sea area.

On a pirate ship with a wolf's head on the prow, dozens of pirates with bruised noses and swollen faces were lying on the deck, howling miserably.

Not far from them, the pirate "Wolf" Klaus Jeremy collapsed under the wolf's head on the bow, panting heavily.

"Magagaga, I don't even have the qualifications to let you use the blade?!"

Jeremy's face and arms were covered with streaks of bruises, and the weapon in his hand was broken, but what filled his heart was not fear, but anger that was almost overflowing!

Not far away, a broad-shouldered man with an open chest gracefully leaned against the ship's side, wiping the blade of his sword self-consciously, and then put the sword back into its sheath.

"How can it be repaired!!"

Jeremy felt the unprecedented humiliation. He stood up staggeringly, pointed at the man with a broken claw knife, and roared, "Answer me! Captain of the fifth division of the Whitebeard Pirates! Foil Vista! Answer me!!!"

Vista tidied up the wrinkled corners of his clothes, and a gentlemanly smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

"Ranked second among the supernovas, the 'Dire Wolf' with a bounty of 3000 million Baileys is really a vicious newcomer that lives up to its reputation."

"Are you humiliating me?!"

"No," Vista left the side of the ship with his back, and the open cloak he was wearing was gently swaying in the sea breeze. As he approached, Vista suddenly took off the long white glove on his right hand, and stretched out his hand to Jeremy, He laughed brightly, "Brave newcomer at sea, join Dad's pirate group!"

"what!!!"

This sudden turn of events not only caught Jeremy off guard, but also made those little brothers who fell on the ground sigh in shock.

The hand that symbolized approval and acceptance stopped in front of Jeremy's eyes.

Then, just listen to a snap!

Jeremy roared like thunder: "Are you kidding me! I'm your enemy!!"

Gray-yellow hair loomed over his cheeks, and his fangs were bared from a wolf's kiss.

Bista blew on the red mark on the back of his hand with a distressed expression, and said helplessly, "I'm serious."

Jeremy was silent, he stared at Vista for a while, his huge body suddenly fell backwards!

Vista blinked, walked up to Jeremy's head, and looked down into his eyes.

"Are all the Whitebeard Pirates so arrogant?"

"what?"

Vista scratched his head, some didn't understand.

"Obviously an enemy that can be dealt with without any effort, but you have bothered to invite me into the regiment, do you think I have no threat to you?"

"Hahahaha-"

Vista suddenly laughed out loud.

"why are you laughing!"

"Ah—sorry sorry."

Vista wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, pointed to the blood marks on his chest and said, "It's not 'easy effort'."

Jeremy was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said, "Are you kidding me, you bastard?!"

Vista stared fieryly into Jeremy's eyes.

Jeremy closed his eyes, suddenly two puffs of white air came out of his nostrils, then he opened his eyes suddenly, jumped up, his body was tall, his mouth stretched out, his limbs grew sharp claws, and a thick, fluffy wolf tail sprang out behind him.

Animals · Canine Fruit · Sand Wolf Morph Human Beast Type!

"Asshole, I really can't agree!"

"I am the man who is going to become the Pirate King! How could he be inferior to others! Ahhh!!!"

A brutal momentum swept across the hull like a whirlwind.

"Ooooh! Captain!!!"

Those little pirates who were easily defeated by Vista seemed to have been injected with a booster. They climbed up from the deck and surrounded Vista with the weapons in their hands.

Jeremy laughed wildly and shouted: "Come on 'Foil Sword'! Fight again! This time I will let you use the blade!"

"Really." Vista shook his head with a headache, raised his hands and said, "Let me go, I haven't eaten dinner yet."

"What, did you admit defeat?"

"Whatever you say, ah, I'm so hungry, is the kitchen over here, do you have any dinner left?"

With that said, Bista casually pushed aside the encirclement of the pirates, walked into the kitchen with ease under the shocked eyes of many pirates, and came out after a while with a cold bowl of rice.

"I'm gonna start now."

Vista took off his other white glove, clasped his hands together, and proceeded to eat like a gentleman.

There was no one else around the whole time.

Gudong!

The pirates collectively swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Although they don't know how Vista found the kitchen without any mistakes, they also know that now is not the time to think about it.

Vice-captain Mike approached Jeremy and asked in a low voice, "Boss, do you still want to fight?"

Jeremy glared, and said harshly, "How did I know! Also, let the chef make some meat, I'm hungry too!!"

"Ah?... Follow orders!"

After more than 40 minutes——

"Hey, it's true! This taste is comparable to that of Saqi's cooking. The chef on your ship is really good!"

Bista chewed on the well-done steak in his mouth, and couldn't help but exclaimed loudly.

Opposite him, Jeremy was tearing at the thick bone-in flesh of his thigh, and when he heard Vista's words, he just snorted softly and lifted his chin a little bit by the way.

"Hey! What are you guys doing standing there? Get out of here and eat!"

Jeremy tore off a large piece of flesh, turned his head and scolded loudly at the little pirates who were hiding far behind.

The pirates trembled collectively and pushed Mike out tremblingly.

"Old, Boss"

Mike held the trembling knife handle in both hands, pouted at Vista with an ugly face, and whispered: "This guy is a dangerous enemy! How can you eat with him? What if he suddenly attacks you?"

Jeremy snorted and said disdainfully, "So what, it's meal time now!!"

"I'm not such a bad person." Vista retorted dissatisfiedly, picking up a piece of steak and putting it into his mouth.

Jeremy glanced at him, then turned to shout to the younger brothers: "You bastards, if you don't want to eat, then get out!"

The pirates looked at each other.

Jeremy didn't speak, but stuck out three fingers at them while munching.

The pirates cheered up, and immediately dispersed.

It wasn't until the last pirate scrambled and disappeared from sight that Jeremy bent his first finger slightly.

Vista looked at this scene with great interest, and invited again: "Are you really not joining us?"

Jeremy didn't even bird him.

"Okay." Vista seemed to have given up, and regretted: "Then we can only say goodbye in Ford Wading."

Jeremy said coldly: "Fordwarding is not in my destination!"

Vista wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, put on his white gloves, and put his hands on the hilt of his sword with a relaxed smile: "There will be."

"Bastard Foil!"

Jeremy turned into a wolf in an instant, glaring at Vista angrily.

Vista pulled out his double swords, with the blades pointing downwards, and the pitch-black color quickly engulfed the snow-white blades.

Jeremy's heart trembled, and he stared dangerously at the pitch-black color.

This is the power!

He could feel that this kind of black power greatly enhanced Bista's attack and defense power!