Battle of Pirates Bear Roar

Whether it is the past world or the world of pirates, they all have one thing in common. If you have money, you can have a lot of fun.

Before all the materials were available, Locke took Mihawk and Aya and wandered around Seiler's first six districts.

Spend money like water.

Later, when the materials came, Aiya followed Brian's lead in blacksmithing. Mihawk also got tired of playing and picked up Brian's trial work to practice.

Locke couldn't use it in Seiler, so he didn't exercise and started eating, drinking and having fun as a bear.

The bartender at the bar, the gangster, the businessman, the restaurant owner.

Locke has a large group of friends around him.

Today, Locke lived a depraved life as always. He ran into the hot bar in District [-] and sat down at the bar. "Jenny, follow the same rules."

Jenny is a bartender at Hot Bar. She has blond hair in a single ponytail and is dressed in black and white. She smiled and said, "I was just wondering when you would come over."

Locke raised his head and pretended to be serious: "I am a prodigal son who is destined to go far away. Don't be too obsessed with me, or you will shed tears."

"Haha, you're thinking too much," Jenny laughed like a silver bell. She was simply happy to be with Locke, not out of any love between a man and a woman. "You know, at the end of the month, in the first district There is a concert by Layla at the Dome.”

Locke asked curiously: "Who is Layla?"

Jenny widened her eyes and said: "No way, you haven't even heard of Leila's name? She is the lead singer of the Glory Band and the famous Uranus Superstar of the Grand Line. It took a lot of effort for me to buy a copy. Tickets.”

"Is her singing so good?" Locke raised the wine she had mixed and poured it into his mouth. The pores on his body seemed to be open after he drank one glass.

Not to mention how cool it is.

"That's not a good thing, it's simply a miraculous sound. No matter how big the concert she holds, the venue will be full."

Jenny's face flushed with excitement, and she didn't stop mixing drinks.

While drinking, Locke listened to her talk about the Glorious Band.

After drinking until his head was dizzy, Locke felt it was time to go back to eat. He waved goodbye to Jasmine, paid the bill, and walked out of the bar.

Above the head is a sky of intertwined metal pipes, cold lights shine on the streets, colorful neon signs flash, and crowds of people surge.

Locke yawned and blended in. Occasionally turning his head, he could see the wanted poster posted on the wall. The man on it had a crew cut, with white and black hair in the middle, such an obvious appearance.

The security team has been searching for him for more than half a month, but they still haven't found him.

As a result, the security patrols on the streets became more and more strict.

By controlling all the key points, strangers can easily be questioned repeatedly.

Locke had an acquaintance who drank with him in the security team. Apart from the first time, no one ever questioned him again.

It is very easy to get close to people in the pirate world.

Drink, brag, and if you brag well, you can be regarded as a brother by the other party.

Back at Brian's workshop, Locke saw William walking out, raised his paw and said, "It's dinner time, let's stay and eat together."

William smiled and said: "It's your meal time. I still have two hours before meal time."

"Yeah, I thought it was noon. The time here is really confusing." Locke patted his belly and sighed.

William smiled and said, "I still have something to do in the workshop, so I won't stay any longer. Come over for a drink when you have time."

"Definitely," Locke patted him on the shoulder and walked into Brian's workshop.

William slowly left, and when he saw the security team passing by, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

That damn prisoner caused Seiler's alert level to be raised, and the warehouse where he hid his weapons had been interrogated several times by different members of the security team.

Every time, I have to give money to the security team to fool them.

Those damn vampires.

What's even more troublesome is that with such tight security, how will the weapons be transported to the dome venue?

William returned to his workshop with a sullen face. A disciple came over and said, "Master, someone is coming over there."

"Yeah." William responded, walked up the stairs to the second floor, and opened his room.

It was no longer dark inside, the lights were on, and beyond the bed was a table with his past family photos on it.

A tall lady stood in front of the table, looking at the photo, smoke floating in the air.

"My son doesn't like the smell of cigarettes. Every time I smoke, he will nag and preach, saying that smoking is harmful to health and will make people sick.

He said he didn't want to send me away early, but in the end, he left before me. "

William stepped in. This was his second direct contact with the Revolutionary Army.

"I'm so sorry, I don't know." She turned around, covered the cigarette in her lips with her fingers, and put out the light.

William had seen the woman in front of him more than once in Star Pictorial.

Seeing it with his own eyes, he was still amazed by this woman.

Layla's clothes were not very flashy, with a black fur collar around her neck, a pure white dress, and her long wavy brown hair hanging around her waist.

The simple matching looks particularly suitable for her.

Even William's heart, which has been dead for many years, will tremble.

He quickly pressed down, "With the recent martial law in Seiler, it is not an easy task to transport so many weapons to the dome venue."

"Don't worry, I have a way." Layla whispered softly.

William couldn't help but ask: "What can I do?"

Leila smiled softly, making him a little distracted. She held the cigarette between her green-white fingers and folded it, and the cigarette disappeared.

William's pupils dilated, "What's going on?"

"This is the power of the Devil Fruit. I am the folding person of the Superman Folding Fruit. I can fold the objects and spaces I touch into myself.

This cigarette didn't disappear, it was folded into nanometer size by me. Those weapons of yours are folded into nanometer size, and it is too easy to transport them. "

Layla snapped her fingers and the cigarette returned to its original shape, still held between her fingertips.

William was dumbfounded, what an incredible power this was, "In this case, there will be no problem with our plan, and I can take revenge on that guy."

Leila frowned and reminded: "Mr. William, please remember that we are not acting for personal hatred, but for righteousness and to overthrow the decadent rule of the Dragons. That is why we will gather and follow the footsteps of leader Dorag. Go forward."

"I know." William said this without caring at all. He just wanted to take revenge and chop off the noble's head.

What happens next, he never thinks about.

He has lived long enough.

Leila could see that the old man in front of her didn't take what she said to heart.

Such a person is not suitable to be the leader of the revolutionary army in Sailer.

Layla silently crossed him off the list.

This coup led by Seiler is to prepare for a full-scale war with the world government in the future.

Therefore, after the coup is successful, the leader of the revolutionary army who remains in Sailer must not be a person full of hatred.

No matter how great the credit is.