The Most Wasteful Fruit Among Pirates Chapter 8

"Hey, brat! You..."

"...Do you know what happened outside?"

Facing a few passengers who looked flustered and wanted to ask something but couldn't hold back, Rossi calmly took out tools and began to clean the cabin.

"Nothing, three more sailors died on board."

A group of noisy passengers seemed to have been pressed the pause button. No wonder the sailor who delivered the food had a stinky face. It turned out to be because of this reason.

But what does this have to do with passengers like them? Could it be—

"Who, who did it?"

A Kong Wu's powerful passenger's eyes wandered, and his voice suddenly increased, looking like a 'murderer';

"Sir Crahorn... doubts... I... us?"

Another middle-aged man with a big belly raised his hand, as if he was wiping off the sweat that didn't exist, and his muttering was also very suspicious;

In an instant, the passengers in the entire cabin were all in danger, yelling loudly, looking at each other, asking, pushing soil...

If Rossi hadn't done it himself, he would almost have suspected that the 'murderer' was among them.

Although the passengers carried weapons, ordinary people's weapons were more for "courage", and it would be too difficult for them to fight desperately. It's not that just anyone can become a warrior by picking up a knife and a gun.

There must be an awareness of facing injury and even death.

Tsk, these people can only support the scene, and they are the only ones who can really help:

"Two,"

When approaching the bearded swordsman and the little girl with a pink hood, Rossi's voice clearly fell into their ears, but the others around seemed not to hear it.

"This ship is going to be messed up, I think we need to talk."

"Boss, what should we do now?"

In the cabin below the mast of the ship, a group of fierce sailors squatted or stood in a circle around the scattered and worn-out oak barrels.

In the center of them was the bald boatswain leaning against the mast, so muscular that he couldn't even hide his clothes: Alec!

"Damn it, the old aristocratic old man and that sissy must think I did it, I can see it! What are they discussing behind my back..."

He patted his oily scalp hard, and the bald sailor opened his mouth anxiously, revealing a row of sharp teeth.

This is proof that he has a trace of 'murloc' blood. Although it is so thin that it is so thin that it cannot even allow him to breathe underwater, its strength is still far superior to that of normal people.

"But **** it's not me—"

"Boss, it doesn't matter if it's you... cough cough, I mean:"

One of the bald bosun's henchmen coughed and asked the most important question.

"What should we do next?"

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Even if a group of children get together, there will be a 'Kid King'.

And on this ship, they will also be divided into different 'cliques' because of their closeness.

The ship that can truly be "as close as a family" is on the entire sea... Even after more than 20 years, only a few pirate groups such as Straw Hats, Brother Ming, and Red Hair can do it.

But now, the sailors of the 'captain' and 'navigator' have suffered casualties one after another.

Although they belonged to the 'Bosun Department', they were still safe and sound, but the eyes of other colleagues have turned defensive, angry, and even vaguely murderous!

At this time, even the dullest person feels that something is wrong.

Just like what the confidant said just now: It doesn't matter whether the boatswain did it or not, what matters is how they should deal with it next?

Is it to shrink the defense, is it to monitor each other with the other two parties, or...

"Boss, why don't we—"

Another sailor's eyes flashed fiercely, and he raised his palm and swiped it fiercely in front of his neck, making a gesture of 'cutting his throat'.

In the current situation, instead of guessing which side is pretending to be a ghost, it is better to kill the other two factions directly!

Whoever kills the captain and navigator, this ship is theirs!

No matter how stupid a sailor is, he can figure out the difference between the profits of a ship divided by dozens of people and those shared by a dozen people.

Anyway, in the vast sea, it is normal for anything to happen, let's say that you met a pirate... and those 'passengers' should also be in misfortune together.

"Go ahead, boss!"

"Just cut off all the other people, don't you believe that people can die out of thin air?"

The bald sailor is not a smart person, and most of his confidants are muscular men with 'fist faster than brain'.

Faced with the hostility of other sailors, and the current dilemma of "can't find an enemy", the reckless character has been fully exposed.

Kill kill kill, kill a river of blood!

"it is good-"

Now that the bald sailor couldn't think of a good solution, he simply gave up.

Directly kill all the creatures on this ship except for "our own people", don't you believe that the real culprit hiding in the dark can still jump?

"joint?"

"right,"

On the other side, while mopping the floor, Rosie talked to the bearded swordsman and the little girl with a red hood.

"I don't know why, someone triggered a series of 'assassinations' on the ship. The captain, navigator, and boatswain are confronting each other, and it may turn into a big melee at any time..."

But in a fixed space like a merchant ship at sea, there is no way for everyone to escape!

Once the killing is red-eyed, everyone is an enemy except himself.

"If it really evolves to a certain stage, I hope to be able to 'alliance' with the two."

Rosie put the mop in the bucket, turned and went on:

"I want to live, and I believe the two of you are the same."

After speaking, he took the tools and left the cabin.

"What do you think, little Gion."

Facing the bearded swordsman's question, the little girl in the pink hood looked at Rossi's leaving back.

Although he was just a dirty and thin little boy, compared with the panicked passengers around him, his performance undoubtedly made people look a lot higher. and-

it's him!

Maybe the uncle next to him didn't notice that when the little boy was talking to himself just now, other people's voices quietly faded and became hazy.

I believe that for other people, the same is true for the voices of the three of us.

This is also the reason why the conversation between the three of them did not attract the attention of others.

Devil Fruit Abilities!

As a little girl growing up at Navy Headquarters, she guessed the answer right away.

Although she didn't know what ability it was, the little girl Gion had an intuition: the little boy was one of the parties in the battle that happened last night.

Interesting, I didn't expect to meet such interesting people of the same age on this ship.

The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and the little girl put her hand under the robe, where there was a long sword made of 'memory metal'.

"Uncle, what this little boy said is very reasonable. It's okay for us to join forces with him."

Anyway, no matter what happens on this ship, Gion believes that she can solve it with her strength.

You know, she is a genius who has already mastered two 'six styles'!

The scuffle came sooner than Rossi expected!

In his thinking, the three major forces should spy on each other and buy them off... After a series of confrontations between light and dark, they set up traps and suddenly launched an attack! In order to be able to kill the other two parties at the smallest cost.

But he still underestimated the habits of people in this world. When he encountered something he couldn't figure out, he used a knife and gun to get through it!

boom!

Suddenly there was a loud noise overhead, and the whole cabin trembled suddenly, making Rossi stunned.

This is... someone did it?

"Someone's doing it—"

In the cabin in front of the ship, sitting in front of a huge chart, the gentle navigator with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes.

Beside him were seven or eight fully armed sailors, as well as Dover wearing sunglasses.

"Let's start too."

Following the gentle navigator stood up and drew out the rapier at his waist. The surrounding sailors, including Dover, immediately followed in silence, rushing forward with suppressed murderous aura.

And on the deck, the door to the captain's cabin at the rear has been blasted!

A huge black two-handed ax slashed down, tearing the gate into sawdust. The ax head of this ax is extremely wide, and it is as black as a stone mill. If you want to calculate the weight, it is at least a hundred kilograms.

However, such a murder weapon was actually lifted by one hand!

Because in the other hand, he was holding a blood-red scimitar.

'Blood Blade' Alek!

In any case, it is a merchant ship that dares to transport goods on great routes. If the bosun had no strength, he would have been robbed long ago without even his pants left.

"Guys, come with me—"

Now that he was determined to kill the others, the bald sailor naturally set his target on the 'Captain'... No, after killing that old guy, Clarhorne, he became the captain himself!

However, just as the door of the captain's cabin was torn open by an axe, and a group of sailors were just about to charge, the leader Alek's pupils shrank!

Because in the captain's room, more than a dozen sailors have formed a small army formation: a sailor in the front half kneels on the ground, and the sailors in the back raise their guns to their shoulders.

The long-barreled flintlocks in everyone's hands are pointing out the door!

"put,"

Following the order from the high-hatted noble standing behind, with the sound of pulling the trigger, more than a dozen lead bullets roared and shot towards the door!

Chapter end