Pirates: Building a Pirate Family.

"In other words, this property is actually managed by Hody Jones in the dark!"

Napoleon's face also turned ugly.

I thought I could sit back and relax after defeating Jeff from the Wild Wolf Gang, but I didn't expect that such a huge force would be involved behind the scenes.

"Boss, we are in trouble. We know this secret. Hody Jones will never let us go. Moreover, this matter also involves the existence of the Dragon King Palace. The situation is a bit complicated."

Murat analyzed.

His face was extremely ugly.

I didn't expect that destroying a human trafficker's den would involve so many things.

They just want to make some money.

"Boss, what should we do?"

Davout asked, looking at Napoleon who was sitting silently on the main seat.

Napoleon was silent, lowering his head and thinking.

Hody Jones is not easy to deal with. He has more than 10,000 fishmen under his command, which is a hundred times more than the Wild Wolf Gang. Moreover, I heard that Hody Jones is also extremely powerful and difficult to deal with.

Seeing the boss lowering his head and thinking, Murat and others felt unsure.

To put it bluntly, Murat and the others were only twelve or thirteen years old, and Napoleon was only five years old.

Their maturity is forced by life.

It was really difficult for them to suddenly offend such a huge force.

Bang!

Napoleon suddenly punched the table.

"No matter what, let's take this bar and all the assets of the Wild Wolf Gang under our control first. As for Hody Jones, if he dares to come to us for trouble, we will spread this account book. I want to see if there are others around him. Several people!"

Napoleon said.

He suddenly discovered that the account book in his hand was his best weapon.

As long as Hody Jones dares to attack him, Napoleon will let the entire Fish-Man Island know what Hody Jones is doing secretly.

"understand!"

Murat and the other three immediately stood still.

"Now, if we use all the 20 million Baileys to recruit younger brothers and expand our power, we won't be able to occupy such a large territory just by the three of us."

Napoleon arranged.

"Don't worry, with so much money in hand, you won't have to worry about recruiting people, but these people who get paid to do things are definitely not as reliable as my own family!"

Murat said.

"Solve the number problem first, then the quality problem!"

Napoleon glanced at Murat lightly and said.

For a moment, Murat only felt his scalp numb.

This sentence is so true.

"Yes!"

Murat and the other three went to do it immediately.

But as soon as he took a step, Murat stopped.

He turned to look at Napoleon in confusion.

"Boss, what's the name of our gang? We can't call it the Wild Wolf Gang, right?"

Murat thought of the most important problem, which was that they didn't seem to have formed a gang yet.

Napoleon was also stunned.

Yeah, I don’t seem to even have a name for the gang.

"What do you think it should be called?"

Napoleon asked inquiringly.

"How about calling it the Holy Alliance! Or the Alliance!"

Murat said excitedly.

He dreams of creating a power of his own.

He also took in two younger brothers, Nala and Davout, since they were young.

But it is a pity that it is as if he is not destined to be the boss.

No matter how hard I try, I can't succeed.

But after meeting Napoleon, in just four or five days, he defeated a gang of hundreds of people.

At the first moment, Murat felt that he was following the right person.

"Forehead!"

Napoleon was speechless.

I can’t say it’s not good, but it always feels a bit inappropriate.

The gang you founded may sound like a gangster. Is it really okay to have such an ostentatious name?

"Forget it, you go recruit people first and I'll think about it later!"

Napoleon waved his hand and said.

"Yes!"

Murat and the other three said respectfully.

Then they walked out of the door together.

"Oh yeah, I will be the boss from now on too!"

Davout and Nala shouted excitedly.

The injuries on his body were all forgotten, and he was dancing with joy.

"Haha, stop playing around, bandage the blood stains and wounds on your body, have a good sleep, and set up a flag to collect your little brother tomorrow!"

Murat patted the three of them and said.

The three of them returned home first, washed away the blood on their bodies, and immediately fell asleep.

After all, they had been fighting all night, but without Napoleon's abnormal physique, he was not tired at all.

Napoleon also returned to his small home carrying gold worth 60 million Baileys.

"Mom, I'm back!"

Napoleon only wanted to share his joy and completely forgot about the terrifying power on his body.

Blood stains dried up on the body, and murderous intent was released at will without restraint.

After Oni heard her son's voice, she felt relieved after having been worried all night.

Quickly walked out the door.

The first time I saw Napoleon, I was frightened by the aura of Napoleon and turned pale.

But after seeing the wounds on her son's body, Ouni instantly became anxious.

"Son, how is your injury?"

Oni quickly trotted to Napoleon and looked at the wounds on Napoleon's arms.

"It's okay, the blood is everyone else's, the wound is just a little broken, and it's almost healed!"

Napoleon didn't know why, but he recovered very quickly every time he was injured.

Especially when you are full, your recovery ability is visible to the naked eye.

Maybe I have some talent that is different from ordinary people.

"As long as it's okay, it'll be okay!"

Seeing that her son was nothing serious, Ouni breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mom, let's go, our good days are coming soon!"

Napoleon pulled his mother's weak body towards the house.

I also paid special attention to see if anyone was following me behind.

After checking the surrounding safety.

Napoleon's heavy trunk was placed on the table.

"Son, what is this?"

Oni looked at Napoleon in confusion.

Napoleon said nothing, smiled slightly, and opened the box.

Immediately a touch of gold appeared in front of Ouni's eyes.

"this……!"

Ouni was so shocked by the golden color in front of her that she was speechless.

"Sixty million beli, I killed a gang leader and collected it from his house. With this money, we, mother and son, no longer have to suffer!"

Napoleon danced with excitement.

It's like a child has received a reward, eager to share it with his family, and happily waiting for their family's praise.

But Ouni's expression gradually disappeared after hearing this, and there was even a hint of sadness in her brows.

"Son, listen to my mother's advice and stop. Don't fight or kill me. You will die!"

Oni advised Napoleon from the perspective of a mother.

But who is Napoleon? He has developed an independent character through hard work since childhood, so how can he listen?

"Mom, you don't need to persuade me. Since I have embarked on this road, I will never look back. From now on, I will be the boss of this neighborhood. I will create a gang, recruit younger brothers, and unify the entire Fishman Street. I will become The King of Fishman Street!”

Napoleon looked at his mother firmly.

His eyes were so firm.

For a moment, Oni saw endless ambition in his eyes.

Just like his father.