Pirate Forest

"Hmm~"

He slowly opened his eyes drowsily. There were densely packed wine bottles scattered around him, and amber rum was flowing on his arms. He struggled to sit up and stretched out. His hair was as messy as a chicken coop. .

"I'm so thirsty." He squeaked his dry lips, and his throat felt like it was about to burst into flames. He grabbed a bottle of wine on the table and poured it into his mouth, but after sticking out his tongue for a long time, there wasn't even a drop of wine.

Morgan was so thirsty that his face changed, but when he rummaged through all the bottles in the bar, there wasn't a drop of wine. In a fit of rage, Morgan kicked the wooden chair next to him and overturned an old man with a big nose who was sleeping happily.

"Huh? Which bastard dares to kick me?" The big-nosed uncle covered his head and stood up staggeringly. His whole body was exuding a strong smell of alcohol. He turned around and wanted to teach this guy who knew nothing about heaven and earth.

"It's me, do you have any water?" Morgan squinted his eyes, raised an empty bottle of wine and shook it a few times.

"It turns out it's you. My throat is a little dry too." He shook his head and clearly recognized the young man who was so generous yesterday. He was rummaging through the wine bottle like Morgan did when he woke up.

"Here's some water for you." A beautiful girl in a maid outfit politely handed a dinner plate to Morgan with two glasses of water on it.

"Thank you!" The two hungry men grabbed it and drank it all in one gulp, licking their lips with unfinished content.

Morgan, who was slightly regretful, patted the big-nosed uncle on the shoulder and said, "Come on, I'll ask you to continue drinking." As he said that, he was about to leave the store, and the big-nosed uncle nodded obediently.

"That's true, but this time I invite you."

"No, no, no, bro, I still have some money."

"What does this mean? We won't come back until we get drunk."

"Noodles!"

The two walked out of the bar with their arms around each other, talking and laughing. The maid behind them suddenly pulled out a gun from her waist and pointed it at Morgan's back. 35xs

"Wait a minute, you haven't paid the bill yet." The girl's voice was nice, but the cold muzzle of the gun made people feel intimidated, and they didn't dare to think otherwise.

"Do you know who I am?" Morgan stepped out of the threshold, put his arm on the door, lowered his head and said deeply.

"No matter who you are, you can't give away a penny." The sound of bullets being loaded attracted a group of passing men, who stopped to watch the drama with interest.

"I'm a pirate."

Boom!

"So what?" The maid shot impatiently, directly penetrating Morgan's heart, leaving a little green leaf behind. Morgan reluctantly squeezed the hole in the heart, and the wound slowly closed and disappeared without a trace. There was no trace at all. Once penetrated by bullets.

"How is that possible!" The maid fired in disbelief, knowing that the bullet casings under her feet were scattered on the ground, but all the bullets passed directly through Morgan's body and hit the building opposite.

A group of people passing by on the roadside also stared at this incredible scene with wide eyes. It was like magic. Can people ignore bullets?

"It's a Devil Fruit," a man with a mustache and a knife hanging from his waist said thoughtfully, touching his chin.

"What? That legendary fruit!" Everyone looked at Morgan in surprise.

"I'm a pirate. Which pirate have you ever seen pay money?!!!" Morgan turned around with a ferocious face and asked the other party confidently.

"I, I...wuwuwuwu~" The little girl was so frightened by Morgan's momentum that her legs became weak. She collapsed on the ground and rubbed her red and tearful eyes. She was completely different from the one before.

"Damn it! Shut up! I'm a pirate! A pirate! How can I pay you just because you cry?" He was obviously unable to resist, trying to imitate his first captain, who was A very scary-looking man, which makes him more like the pirates he knows.

"Wow wow wow!!!!"

Occasionally, I glanced at Morgan and was even more frightened. His tears were like running water, and more and more people were paying attention to the situation here.

"Okay, okay, how about I pay the bill?" The big-nosed uncle on the side seemed a little impatient and was about to dig into his pocket to pay, but he couldn't find a penny after digging for a long time.

"Don't grab it from me. I'll pay. I'll pay." But it was like there was something biting his hand in his pocket and he couldn't pull it out.

"What's wrong?" Tata held a large pile of fragrant breakfast in her arms and looked at Morgan curiously.

"Do you have money? Tarta." Morgan asked.

"No, all my money was spent on breakfast." Tata smiled sheepishly.

"How much did you spend on breakfast at a place like this?" Morgan couldn't help but feel dizzy, covering his head as if he was mentally retarded.

This is an island where underground villains such as pirates and mafia gather. Buy breakfast here

"Three hundred thousand beli is a bit expensive." Tata seemed to realize that he had been cheated, and lowered his head in embarrassment like a primary school student who made a mistake.

"Forget it, you will take me to the guy who sells you breakfast later." It won't help to talk to him now. It's better to eat enough and pick up a breakfast set, which includes a Turkish kebab roll and a cup of hot coffee.

"Really, when are these idiots going to see this?" Morgan's level of shame was a little uncomfortable being stared at by so many people.

"Oh, it's Vic." Tata, who had his head lowered and felt aggrieved, suddenly saw Vic's figure and instantly smiled happily.

"Vic, do you have money?" Morgan raised his eyelids and asked.

"Money?" Vic glanced at the crowd watching the excitement, as if he was looking for something. He kicked his foot and instantly appeared above a person's head. He raised the shovel that had completely become his left arm. A white light flashed and the head separated.

"Isn't there money everywhere?" He smiled evilly, stuck out his tongue and licked the hot blood that was sprayed on his face.

Everyone on the roadside looked at him like a lunatic and fled in a hurry for fear of being bitten.

"That's right, you are so smart!" Morgan suddenly realized that he stretched out his fist and hit the other palm.

"Hmph! You bastard!" Vic grinned and stretched his neck like a proud peacock.

Putting down the wrapper of the breakfast he had just finished, Morgan stretched out his hand to catch the bloody head that Vic threw at him. He looked at the man for a few times, who still had a sneer on his face before he died, and threw it to the frightened maid.

"Let's go and find the stall owner who tricked you." Just as he was about to say goodbye to the big-nosed uncle, he found that he was long gone. He shook his head, rubbed his oily hands, then put his hands in his pockets and headed towards the other side. Walk past the crowded place in the distance.

"No need..." Tata chased after him anxiously.

"Someone is cheating you! Who is it?" When he heard that Tarta had been cheated out of money, Vic acted as if he had lost an arm again, fearing that he was going to kill the poor guy.

"Actually, it's just that the price is a bit high." Tata broke into a cold sweat and didn't know how to explain it.

"Three hundred thousand Baileys defrauded you of all your pocket money over breakfast." Morgan added at the bottom.

"You've been defrauded of all your pocket money! You bastard!!!" The furious Vic didn't care about trying to hold Vic back, and completely lost his mind and rushed to the front.

"Morgan, please stop him." Tata was about to cry without tears and tightly grabbed Vic's arm without any delay.

"What's wrong?" On the way, they happened to meet Mikiel, who was carrying a pile of books, and Shijin, who was carrying a box of tools and a bottle of wine.

"What's wrong?" A pile of books blocked Morgan's view of Mikiel. The swaying pile of books seemed to be about to fall over.

"Someone stole all of Tarta's money."

Miguel raised his newly bought glasses, which gave off a dangerous light. Shijin also took a sip of wine and put his hand on the handle of the knife.

"How much does your book cost?" Morgan and others chatted with each other.

"One million Baileys," said Mikiel.

"You won't pay it, right?"

"Where did I get the money? A female pirate paid for it for me. She is really a beautiful lady." Mikiel smiled.

"As long as it's not what you spent, Shijin, you changed the knife." Morgan immediately noticed that Shijin's knife had been changed.

"Well, he also gave me this." Shijin stretched out the tool box in front of Morgan. There was some alcohol and cotton balls in it for maintaining the knife.

"Is he okay?"

"Minor injury."

"Um."

"Would you like breakfast? Tarta bought it."

"What's there?"

"Mikile, do you want waffles? How about a milkshake?"

"Not bad."

"The taste is good."

"Well, let him feed us as often as he wants after the beating. This won't even be enough to fill the gap between his teeth."

"Don't say such dangerous things Morgan! Woohoo~(>_

"Chop suey!"