The Pirate I Am Undead

Some of them are gamblers who spent a lot of money in the past, some slaves who were captured by salvage people after the failure of pirate dreams, and many people who owe usury and are unable to repay, so they can only be forced to participate in bloody games of the underworld... If black markets have their glossy exterior on the outside, here lies their disgusting nature.

Regarding this point, the black market has never bothered to hide it-the law of the jungle, winner takes all...Aren't these what the people who come here are after?

Then it must be reasonable to pay the price for this!

In the suppressed silence, Mo Jing led a few people to a small wooden house and knocked on the door.

No one answered.

He was about to try to push the door, when a heavy voice came from the side.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

In the shadow beside him, a tall and strong body stood up slowly, like a monster hiding in the shadow. When it was not moving, it was as ordinary as a stone. It was not until he bared his fangs that the ferocious aura spread out. Come.

"Don't come near that room! Stay away, do you hear me!"

Visible to the naked eye, the muscular man became angry.

It seems that just the act of Mo Jing and others standing in front of the door is enough to make his anger meter rise!

baffling!

Mo Jing frowned slightly.

He knew this man. Yesterday in the small bar, Ajin singled out the Tulip Pirates. When he was exchanging information with Grey-headed Albatross, there was actually another person in the bar besides the bartender!

This guy has been drinking from the beginning to the end, paying no attention to the chaos in the bar.

Because he was too independent, Mo Jing took a second look.

Unexpectedly, we met here again today.

Fate, or...

Mo Jing glanced at the steel chin of the strong man, and the exaggerated steel giant ax on the modified forearm, and retracted his hand.

"What's your name?"

Those who can enter the tavern are usually people with special status. The other party can sit and drink in it, which is obviously an unusual status.

Mo Jing gave Wuzayu a look.

Several people immediately dispersed, walked to different positions, and faintly surrounded the wooden house.

The strong man didn't react to their actions, but was extremely annoyed by Mo Jing's question:

"How do you call it? What do you call it? You don't even know me? What's my name?..."

He covered his head, and his voice became more and more frenzied, but the next second he paused, and the whole person returned to calm.

He lowered his arms and said calmly: "Hello, I am the pirate Mengka who has been a captain of the navy for three years!"

The voice is mechanical and dull, without the slightest ups and downs, just like a leader who is forced to read a manuscript!

Even Ah Jin could see something was wrong.

"Captain, something is wrong!" He whispered, with the weapon already in his hand.

Even in the world of One Piece, anything can happen, and the human beings here have long been accustomed to all kinds of abnormalities, but Mengka's transformation is still too blunt, which makes people suspicious.

As a traveler, Mo Jing naturally noticed the problem at a glance.

Immediately, various conjectures came to mind.

Transformation?hypnotized?Or simply have this habit... In the world of One Piece, it is not impossible.

But it doesn't matter!

Mo Jing shook his palm, and a figure flew away from him!

Because, Ah Jin will make a move!

The sound of ping-pong-pong fighting came, and Mo Jing turned his head, no longer paying attention to the direction of the two.

He adjusted the vendetta on his waist to a suitable position, ignored the roar of "don't go near that room", pushed the wooden door open, looked around, and walked in.

Chapter 47 Cats

The furnishings in the house surprised Mo Jing a little,

Although they were all simple wooden tables and benches, they were neatly arranged, and some ground herbs were placed on the shelves, and the surroundings were cleaned very well.

The surrounding air leaks are blocked one by one by wooden boards, three pots of green grass are placed under the window sill, some old toys are stacked in the bamboo basket in the corner, and some old cards and posters are pasted on the wall, adding to the atmosphere of this room. Kind of warm.

It's not like what that rough man like Mengka can arrange.

It's like a girl's room instead!

Mo Jing looked around and made a conclusion.

A loud noise came from outside, and the former Colonel Monka resisted fiercely.

But Mo Jing was not worried at all.

He was very assured of Ah Jin's skill. Although this guy had been suppressed and beaten by him during sparring, Dong Hai was already considered a rare master.

In terms of physical skills alone, he didn't have the confidence to win the opponent.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Mo Jing looked around the house and walked towards the inside.

I have to say, this room feels amazing, like finding a resplendent toilet in an old school building!

The wooden house with a simple appearance was carefully divided into two rooms inside and outside, and the inside room was blocked by drooping bead curtains.

Mo Jing carefully opened the bead curtain with a knife, made sure there was no trap, and walked in.

When I saw the creature lying on the wooden bed next to the curtain, I was stunned!

--Cat?

a cat? !

Lying in bed!

It's not that Mo Jing has never seen a cat lying on the bed. On the contrary, he has long been used to seeing all kinds of strange cats in his life as a cat slave for the past five years.

However, he has never seen a cat lying on the bed like a human and posing in the same pose as a human!

wrong!

Mo Jing quickly reacted and realized the violation!

It's not the cat that poses like a human, it's the cat that poses like a human!

Judging from the traces of bumps on the bedding, the opponent's body structure is obviously adapted to a humanoid structure that walks upright!

If her furry head was covered, everyone would probably think that there was a woman lying on the bed!

At this moment, Mo Jing couldn't help sighing again, One Piece is really a magical world.

what is this?

catgirl?

The thin quilt outlines curves that make people daydream, revealing that the quilt's head is slightly smaller than that of a human being, fluffy, a little thin, but also a little delicate and cute, with a strange charm.

People can't help but want to rua.

But Mo Jing held back.

It's a good thing he's not a Fu Ruikong, otherwise he would have been bleeding to the bottom by now.

He noticed the abnormality on Catwoman's face—she seemed to be in pain, her brows were slightly frowned, and even such a loud noise outside the window did not wake her up.

Mo Jing held up a finger, and a red flame ignited and danced from the fingertip.

He gently pressed the primordial fire on the catgirl's forehead.

call!

The flame goes out!

Mo Jing frowned slightly.

This cat girl is dying!

This is the judgment given by the initial fire.

The moment the flame entered her body, it was neutralized and dispelled!

Mo Jing could feel that there was something densely hidden in the opponent's flesh and bone marrow, nibbling away at this body bit by bit!

In such a state, let alone stealing the devil fruit from the auction house, even waking up and speaking a word may be very difficult.

but……

Mo Jing bent down, groped under the bed for a while, and took out a delicate iron box that was completely sealed.

The sign of the auction house is prominently displayed on the surface.

The slippery fruit is among them!

Such a childish hiding style seemed to tell him that the safest place was under his mother's bed.

A soft look flashed in Mo Jing's eyes, which reminded him of the Norwegian forest cat he had raised in the past. It was big but timid. Whenever it was frightened, it would crawl into his arms and like to bring all kinds of trophies to his bed.

I don't know if that little guy will miss him after he comes to this world... No, as long as his mother feeds him delicious canned cat food, he will forget himself!

Mo Jing shook his head with a smile, then looked up at the decorations of various cards in the room, the tattered toys at the foot of the bed that hadn't been put away in time, he probably could have imagined the appearance of the thief.

Is it a kitten?

Mo Jing slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, and through the curtain, Mo Jing saw A Jin's figure.

He dragged a fainted big man in his hand, who is it not Mengka?

Mo Jing walked out of the room, called in the surveillance fish from outside, and gave them the tasks one by one.

——He is still very experienced in catching cats!

……

In the evening, the lights of Tortuga Island were lit up one by one, and the black market ushered in the most noisy moment of the day!