White bear in Pirate World

The police station is a two-story building made of blue rocks.

The inner lobby is spacious and few people come here.

Pirates are usually handed over to the guards.

The police station is dedicated to managing the security of the town. There are not many people, plus the leader Jill, which is five people.

It is normal to not encounter anything for ten days and a half months.

Jill enjoyed this peaceful day, the blood of his youth, at the age of 40, basically wasted.

Day after day, it has become the best pursuit.

His only remaining hobby is painting, occasionally painting beautiful women in swimsuits and occasionally painting landscapes.

"Boss, we caught a pervert."

A security guard rushed in happily, and then three security guards escorted in a handsome guy with long blond hair.

Wally defended: "I'm not a pervert. I was in a shipwreck. I lost all my clothes. I had to cover it with curtains."

Jill put down the paintbrush in his hand, and said in a huff: "Have you heard? Don't think about doing anything to catch people, let them go, and give him a set of clothes."

His rule of life is to mix up if you can, don't want to make any contribution, or trouble.

Anyway, he doesn't need to pay for the clothes, and if you give a set, it will be over. It is impossible to report this little thing specifically.

In this small town, detainees in public security stations often have to report to the above and request subsidies for meals.

The four security guards were dumbfounded, you looked at me, I looked at you, and no one would take out a suit.

"You rock-paper-scissors, if you lose, people go back to get clothes."

Jill made a final decision.

The four had to obey, and the loser ran back to get the clothes.

Wally walked over and looked at the landscape painting on the table, "Oh, it's pretty good."

The painting is a sea landscape, it is the fog of this small town, and there is a huge figure in the fog.

"What's that?" Wally asked curiously.

Jill laughed and said, "This is the sea god, Aris, who is very famous in Vilsia. He will show up every forty-eight years at the beginning of December. You are lucky. If you stay until the beginning of next month, you will have the honor to witness His figure."

"Haha, this is really interesting."

Wally laughed. He didn't believe there was any sea god, it should be some kind of giant sea king, and the taste was absolutely delicious.

After chatting for a while, the person who ran back to get the clothes returned with a red slap on his face, which was obviously beaten by his wife.

"This is accidentally hitting the door." The man explained with a guilty conscience.

Wally patted him on the shoulder, "Stop talking, we all understand, alas, it's not easy for you."

Wally ran in and changed his clothes, always feeling a little awkward, missing his natural fur.

"Oh, you look so handsome." Jill said sincerely when he saw him come out.

Wally lifted his hair. "Of course, uncle, thank you very much."

"No thanks, as long as you don't trouble me anymore."

Jill sent him away and went back to continue painting.

The four security guards were bored and went out on patrol again.

Not long after, the four returned, "Boss, we caught another pervert."

Jill wondered why there are so many perverts today?

He stopped the paintbrush in his hand and looked up, "Are you shipwrecked again?"

Wally wore a pair of shorts, his shirt and pants were gone, scratching his head and said: "The wild awakening hidden in the soul accidentally, after recovering, the clothes are gone. Oh, what a surprise."

"..." Jill couldn't let people go easily this time, and let the same person run around naked again and again, wouldn't it be the negligence of the police station.

However, shutting down people is also very troublesome.

Doesn't meet Jill's criteria day after day.

While thinking about it, Jill saw the picture on the table and came up with a good way, "There are curtains under you, and I will draw you a shirt on top, so that no one will say about you."

"I understand, performance art, uncle, you deserve to be a painter."

Wally realized on the spot that he didn't want to be treated as a pervert. He just got used to the natural hair of his body and couldn't wear clothes.

There is a way to cover the body without wearing clothes, of course he will not refuse.

It took an hour for Jill to paint with a pen and finally draw a floral shirt with complicated patterns.

If you don’t look closely, it’s no different from wearing a jacket.

Wally tied the curtains around his waist and wore long blonde hair, which looked a bit wild and artist-like.

There were many women sneaking over in the street, and Wally looked around at a pace that his six relatives did not recognize.

Tiger didn't say the name of the descendant, and Wally naturally couldn't find it, only in Versia, waiting for Tiger and the others to come.

At that time, we will discuss finding the descendants of the pirate.

Wally is not in a hurry, just a little worried, does the descendant of the pirate still exist?

Look at that box, at least decades old.

In the event of a pirate, or other accident, death, or moving, it would be as difficult to find the other party.

In this case, don't you hope to change back?

When Wally thought of this, he had the urge to hit the wall.

He doesn't want to be human!

It's useless to worry about these now, Wally feels like finding a bar and having a drink slowly.

After walking two streets, Wally saw a shop with a waist door and hurriedly broke in. Inside was a bar.

The bar is in the northwest, and there is a bottle of wine on the cabinet. The waiter is a young girl with long curly green hair and delicate features. She is about 1.82 meters tall.

She is big, big chest, bulging and strong, like a proud fighter, stubbornly fighting against the gravity of the ground.

At the moment it is broad daylight, and there are so few guests in the bar.

Wally saw a notice board hung on the north side of the bar with a dense array of rewards.

Golden Lion, White Beard, Roger, and the three of them have the highest reward.

Wally walked over curiously and counted.

The golden lion bounty is 4.1 billion.

The white beard bounty is 4.2 billion.

Roger offers a bounty of 4.5 billion.

I went, just over a year ago, how high did the bounty of these three people go up?

It's not right. Before he went to prison, the prestige of the Golden Lion should be the most prestigious.

Why is the bounty less than that of Whitebeard and Roger?

"Young man, are you a new bounty hunter?"

A smell of alcohol came over with the sound of words, Wally turned his head, and the speaker was strong, three meters tall and carrying nine knives.

"I haven't done it for a while, and recently I was short of money and came out to vote."

Wally responded casually.

Bounty hunters are not a safe job, and most of them just get a vote and go to be chic.

No money, come out and try your luck again.

Good luck, get another vote.

If you are unlucky, you will die in the hands of a pirate.

The man knew very well and laughed: "Haha, then you came out at an untimely time, these years, bounty hunters are not good at doing it. It's all to blame for that bastard in the Warring States period, who caught the pirates and killed them. Now that the number of pirates has dropped drastically, the pirate group that can still roam the sea today is not a ruthless character to provoke."

"That's really a disaster." Wally walked over and sat down.

The brawny man said loudly: "Yes, how happy the bounty hunters were before, catching a pirate of 70 or 80 million, and being cool for a year or two."

"Not now. I was taken over by the Navy from the Chambord Islands. There were no supernovas in the New World for more than a year. I heard that bounty hunters from all over the world are even more miserable. There are no more than three or four million pirates."

"They were all wiped out by the navy, those damn bastards, how can they not kill the white beard, the golden lion, and Roger? I have to grab my job."