One day later, World Economic News carried several reward orders spread throughout the East China Sea.
In a certain area of the East China Sea, a specious pirate ship is slowly moving forward.
The main colors of this ship are pink and white. There are two hearts pierced by arrows on the bow. There are swings and a huge pink stuffed bear on the ship. It is full of girly hearts and does not look like a pirate. The boat looks like a private cruise ship belonging to an aristocratic lady.
But there happened to be a pirate flag on this ship!
Well, if Mo Jing's head is printed on the flag and two crossed bones are drawn underneath, it would also count as a pirate flag...
On the observation deck of the mast, a woman with a good figure and plump curves, but wearing only a tulle and a bikini, leaned down and crowded beside the observation deck. The wanted poster in her hand was hanging down, and she was lying on the beach chair with lazy eyes. The girl reading the newspaper said:
"Little Eddie, your sweetheart is famous again~" She didn't seem to care about the exposure of her posture at all, and continued to tease, "480 million, why don't you trick him into bed, and my sister will tie him up and exchange for the reward. Sample?"
"Agree..." The girl, who was wearing a swimsuit, had a flat figure, and had this little duck swimming ring on her waist whispered. She stood behind the beach chair and read the newspaper with Eddie. In addition to seeing countless zeros in the bounty, she said in a low voice. Sometimes his eyes widened, but at other times his expression didn't change much.
——Sea Demon-Mo Jing, bounty 480,000,000 Baileys!
After comparing all the known information about Mo Jing, the navy finally connected him with the "Sea Demon Master" who was highly praised in the aristocratic circle of the East China Sea.
Addie was also wearing a swimsuit. Her exquisite figure and graceful waist and hip lines made her exude the youthful atmosphere of a girl. She snorted lightly and did not answer. She looked at the photo in the newspaper of standing in the sea of fire and smiled proudly. got up.
Wait, Mo Jing, I, Eddie, am here!
On the other side of the deck, Ken Wenshengnuo, who was still in the shadow of a broken heart a few days ago, was holding his camera, plugging his nostrils with two wads of paper, looking at the endless sea, looking a little dazed.
——My name is Ken Wenshengnuo. This is my fifth day as a pirate. I never expected that there were only two men on the boat...
He turned back to look at the beauties in swimsuits who were having their moment together, and his heart began to beat faster than expected again.
To my dad who runs a photo studio, your son is now a qualified reporter...no, a photo photographer!
Thank you for teaching me your photography skills! Thanks Mo Jing! Thank you world!
I love pirates!
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Tortuga Island, black market.
The richly styled Beast Pirates sailboat sailed into the shipyard.
After hearing the news, people crowded the road to the shipyard, craning their necks to look in the direction of the shipyard. It was noisy.
Not long after, a group of seven people walked out of the shipyard. Mo Jing, who was wearing a light blue and white loose feather fabric with a wave pattern, walked at the front, followed by Ah Jin, Xing Sa and others behind him.
As they approached, everyone became quiet, and the crowd automatically separated into a road. Countless eyes focused on Mo Jing. Greed, jealousy, excitement, desire...all the eyes full of desire were caught by this sea-like figure. Acceptance, ultimately, leaves only awe.
In the silent crowd, the only sound left was the footsteps of Mo Jing and others moving forward.
A strong sea breeze rolled up the newspaper, and the unrolled newspaper floated over people's heads, with the words "The Worst Pirate in the East China Sea" printed on it.
In the auction house, the man in black, who Zeng Jin had deliberately leaked information to Mo Jing in accordance with Doflamingo's request, looked pale and held a gun, hiding behind the podium.
"Where are the people? Why are there none? Where are the mercenaries who took my money?" The man in black shouted in a trembling voice to the assistant who was also hiding behind the cabinet.
"They returned the money and refunded the liquidated damages. They said they wanted to live a few more days and would not go against the king of the East China Sea!" the assistant said helplessly.
"Damn it!" The man in black was furious and punched the podium behind him. "Those dishonest people made their promises before... Fortunately, there are also those desperate pirates. Where are they? ?”
The assistant sighed and said: "I ran away in the morning and took away all the valuable things in the room, even the tiles on the floor!"
The man in black was so angry that he almost spewed blood. He rushed over and grabbed the assistant's collar and roared: "Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
"I told you, you were on the phone with the Chamber of Commerce at that time and told me to get out..." the assistant spread his hands and said helplessly.
"I..." The man in black almost couldn't breathe, but his eyes soon lit up.
"Yes, the Chamber of Commerce! There is also the Chamber of Commerce! I have done so much for them..." He breathed heavily, as if grasping the last life-saving straw, "Didn't they say they would send someone to solve it? Where are the people? Aren’t you here yet?”
"Calm down, I'm already here. The Chamber of Commerce never breaks its promise!" A calm voice came from the corridor outside the door, and the man in black quickly turned his head to look.
I saw a man in a white suit walking from the door and casting a regretful look at the man in black.
"It's a pity that the Chamber of Commerce's solution is a little different from what you thought." He said softly.
A cold, hard object pressed against the back of the man in black's head.
The man in black's pupils trembled, and the sudden betrayal made his heart sink to the bottom. Why didn't he know at this moment that he was being used as a scapegoat by the Chamber of Commerce?
"It's obviously a request from the Chamber of Commerce, how could you push me out!" He said through gritted teeth, shaking like a sieve, and fiercely raised his gun and pointed it at the steward of the Chamber of Commerce!
Bang!
…
When Mo Jing and his party walked along a familiar route to the auction house.
An elegant man in his forties, wearing a crisp white suit, and a man dressed as a waiter had been waiting in front of the door for a long time.
On the ground, the body of the man in black only had a little bit of residual warmth left. A blood hole exploded from the back of his head. Under the messy black hair, the blood had dried.
The man who claimed to be the steward of the Chamber of Commerce looked sad and apologized to Mo Jing: "I'm sorry that this happened. The appearance of such scum is due to the negligence of our Chamber of Commerce management. Please accept our apology."
The waiter came up from the side, holding a wooden box in his hand.
Open it, and a fruit with red patterns and yellow circles on its body is placed quietly in the box.
——Artificial Devil Fruit!
Mo Jing's eyes swept over the body of the man in black and then took a look at the tempting fruit.
The meaning of the auction house is very clear, spend money to eliminate disasters - it is all done by this white-eyed wolf and has nothing to do with us!
Mo Jing snapped his fingers, and Ah Jin stepped forward to accept the fruit.
The Chamber of Commerce steward lowered his gaze and breathed a subtle sigh of relief.
"Two things. Once you finish this, it's over." Mo Jing said.
The housekeeper said quickly: "Please tell me."
"First, send all the weapons you can find to the ship. The cold weapons should be rare in shape, and the hot weapons should be powerful."
"Don't worry, you'll be able to see what you want before dinner."
What he fears most is not that Mo Jing's lion opens his mouth, but that the other party is not even willing to open his mouth, not to mention that this request is really nothing to the Chamber of Commerce.
Mo Jing nodded.
The reason why we need so many weapons is to lay the foundation for Garfidel's weapon fruit. This fruit has great development prospects, and Garfidel is also very suitable for the development path of this weapon master.
The only trouble is that the weapon fruit can only be changed if the structure of the corresponding weapon is known, and Garfidel is very clumsy. It takes only three minutes for any precision thing to be in her hands. Currently, Xing Sa, the boatman and carpenter master on the ship, I am having a headache about how to teach her the structure of these weapons.
"Then the second thing," Mo Jing seemed to have thought of something and smiled softly, "give me something."
