The Pirate I Am Undead

So if he could really get a good sharp knife, and it was a straight knife, even if the current plan was disrupted, he would definitely go there.

Otherwise, he had already borrowed the phone number from the dojo to get through with Ah Jin yesterday, and asked him to take other people to Luoge Town to replenish supplies. As soon as he arrives tomorrow, Yang Fan will immediately go to the great route.

The man in black had a forced smile on his face: "The precious tree 'Adam' is a consignment item on the black market, and each auction only has a certain share, no matter what, I can't give out more!"

"Where is the good sharp knife?"

"Well, we do have a good sharp knife in our collection, but for a straight knife..." He looked at Mo Jing cautiously, and smiled awkwardly.

Not to mention the good knives, there are very few straight knives in the knives. Compared with the curved scimitar, the straight knives are more suitable for stabbing rather than chopping, and are not loved by swordsmen.

Mo Jing looked at him in amazement: "There is nothing, so you still come to me?"

This is the opening of a new store, come to chat with him to celebrate?

Aren't you afraid to ask for a good start and go back?

"We think you may need something else!" the man in black said hastily.

He took out a list from the inner pocket of his suit, opened it, and handed it to Mo Jing.

Mo Jing took a look at the careless person in charge, and took the list—it's not easy to ask him to read the list, and he can do it.

What's even worse is that he can actually see clearly now.

Mo Jing and his party looked down, and the auctions on the list were all rare treasures from all over the world, many of which he had never heard of before, but none of them aroused his interest.

His gaze didn't stop until he saw one of the names.

"Artificial devil fruit?" He looked at the man in black suspiciously, "Can devil fruit be artificial?"

"Of course!" Seeing that there was something that could impress Mo Jing, the man in black immediately gave him a brief introduction to artificial devil fruits - only animal-type, and there is a certain chance of failure.

Is there a certain chance of failure?

Mo Jing smiled lightly, and did not expose him. If there was only a certain chance of failure, the starting price would not be only 800w Bailey.

It seems that this artificial devil fruit should have other side effects, and the chance of success is very low.

But Mo Jing didn't care about this, anyway, even if he got it, he wouldn't use it on his own people.

What he is really curious about is whether the artificial devil fruit can increase the "soul refinement" like the real devil fruit!

If he could, then he might have found a substitute for the devil fruit.

Gotta try the whole one!

He continued to look down, and there were a lot of good things on this list. It seemed that the auction house had spent a lot of money for this debut, but there was nothing that could impress him.

After glancing at the expectant looking man in black, Mo Jing returned the list to him.

"If there are no accidents, I should arrive as scheduled."

"That's really great!" the man in black said happily.

Mo Jing responded, turned around and was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped by the other party:

"and many more!"

Under Mo Jing's puzzled gaze, the man in black hesitated for a few seconds, and finally said in a low voice: "For the sake of the client, the following is my personal reminder."

Mo Jing turned around and looked at him: "Say."

"Recently, there seem to be a lot of unwilling guys looking for news about you!" said the man in black.

Unwilling guy?

The corners of Mo Jing's mouth curled up. He was not surprised that there were many people inquiring about him. After all, he was quite well-known in the East China Sea now, but Zeng Zeng was probably the only one who could be called an "unwilling guy" by the man in black. Today's competitors are the Don Quixote family.

In this regard, he expressed his expectation. The soul quality of Rao G and Delinger is very good, far surpassing those crooked people in the East China Sea. Next time, he can pat his chest and tell others that he can have this The height depends entirely on the cadres of the Don Quixote family!

However, the next sentence of the man in black made the smile on the corner of Mo Jing's mouth gradually disappear.

"They seem to be collecting news about the ghost man Ajin."

silence comes,

In the unbearable silence, even the sounds of insects around him disappeared. The man in black lowered his head, only feeling an inexplicable pressure on him, making him dare not look at Mo Jing.

"Thank you for the news, what's your name?" Mo Jing's voice came out after a while.

The pressure on the man in black was gone.

"Trete!" he said hastily.

"Very good, see you at the auction!" Mo Jing's voice came from a distance.

Drett quickly raised his head to look in the direction of Shuangyue Dojo, but Mo Jing was no longer on the path.

"See you then!" He yelled, and hurried towards Shuangyue Village. He was slightly relieved when he got back to the merchant ship, and dialed the phone in the room.

blu blu blu~

"..."

The phone was connected, but no one spoke.

"Doflamingo, you bloody bastard, I've told that man exactly as you said!" Triet said through gritted teeth.

Doflamingo's iconic laughter gradually came out of the receiver: "Don't worry, the old accounts between you and the Don Quixote family have been settled, and there may be opportunities to cooperate in the future! 咈咈咈咈~"

"I hope you will keep your promise!"

The phone bug hangs up.

In the dark cabin, Drett breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the sofa.

Chapter 87 It's Too Late

Frost Moon Dojo,

Shimotsuki Koshiro, who was about to fall asleep, was called again.

"It's time to rest, Mo Jing!" Koshiro looked helplessly at the person in front of the door.

"I'm sorry, I really have something important to do, and I need to borrow the phone bug." Mo Jing said apologetically.

Looking at his expression, Koshiro seemed to have sensed the undercurrent hidden in this calmness, and his face gradually became serious.

"Looks like something bad happened."

He didn't even have time to change his clothes, so he immediately brought Mo Jing to the study next to him, and woke up the phone bug with round-frame glasses and a peaceful face from his doze.

After a few seconds, the call was connected.

"This is Balati, the restaurant on the sea, calling so late, are you looking for death, sir?" It was still Paddy's familiar voice.

"Mo Jing, find Zhe Pu." Mo Jing said calmly.

"(puff--)……"

There was a sound of spraying water from the receiver, and someone ran away cursing.

Soon after, Zepp's voice came from the receiver.

"It's so late, why are you calling me? If you want to find Ah Jin, they have already set off!"

"When did you leave?"

"Didn't you ask them to prepare supplies yesterday afternoon?" Zhepu asked suspiciously.

Mo Jing was silent for a second.

It is true that he asked a few people to prepare supplies, but due to Koshiro's reasons, he did not set a date for departure with the crew, only said the last few days, so they should have returned to Bharati after preparing the supplies.

I haven't come back yet, which can only show that something happened.

As an experienced old pirate, Zhepu also heard the error in Mojing's words.

"Balati is not far from Rogge Town, even if it took a while, he should be back now..." He said in a solemn tone, "Boy Mo Jing, have you heard any news?"

Mo Jing briefly talked about what happened before, until now, his tone was still steady, but both Zhepu and Koshiro beside him could feel the turbulent undercurrent hidden in it.

"This is a trap, boy Mojing!" Zhepu said affirmatively: "Although most pirates are brainless guys, those who can become Qibukai must not be stupid. The goal of the Don Quixote family seems to be Ah Jin and the others, but in fact it must be you!"

Mo Jing hummed calmly, he figured this out when he walked to Shuangyue Dojo.

"If there is no other words, I will go to work first."

"Wait..." Zhepu's final advice came from the receiver: "Be sure to calm down, Mo Jing boy!"

"...Don't worry, I'm calm now!"

After hanging up the phone, Mo Jing thanked Koshiro who was at the side, got up, and walked outside the house.

Koshiro followed behind him, and the two jumped onto the roof, one after the other, disappeared into the moonlight, and appeared on the hillside where they had talked a few minutes later.

The sound of sea water hitting the rock wall came from below, as if it was beating the beat for tonight's grand ceremony.

"Still going?" Koshiro looked at his back.

"Of course." Mo Jing nodded without hesitation.

"Even if you know it's a trap?" Koshiro sighed.

"That's why I'm going all the more!" Mo Jing looked at the deep sea in the distance, his eyes were as calm as the silent tide in the night, "Since they want blood, then I'll give them blood, even the crew can't protect me, What else is the captain?"

Koshiro was speechless.

"Then, goodbye!" Mo Jing walked to the edge of the cliff, turned to look at Koshiro, the sea breeze blew his clothes, and brought his last whisper to himself,

"Speaking of which, they still thought I was a murloc!"

Turn around and jump off.

……

Roger Township,

The three-masted sailing ship "New Koi" engraved with a prancing koi on the bow is quietly moored on the pier, and the atmosphere is as peaceful as ever.

Still wearing a white shirt and brown suit pants, Xing Safei, the boatman, carried a wooden box full of parts onto the boat, put it on the deck with a bang, pushed his glasses, and sat on the box, panting.

In order to satisfy his woodworking hobby, he spent a lot of effort to get these small parts.

The door of the captain's cabin opened, and a certain dwarf's wanton laughter came out. The pink-haired female gunner Garfidel stretched her head out to have a look, saw Xingsa, and quickly waved to him: "Ship repairer, You're back!"