One Piece Black Emperor

"Who is this guy? He actually killed Jack Scissorhands so easily! This is a pirate with a bounty of eight million on his head!"

A few dozen meters away, onlookers hiding in various corners started talking.

"Hey! Who knows, maybe another big pirate will be born in the East China Sea!"

The people who said this were neither tramps nor the gangsters who hang out in Duan Town all year round. They were members of certain pirate groups from the sea.

There are many such people in Duan Town of the Kingdom of Goa. If you want to exchange the goods robbed by the pirate group for money or necessary supplies, you naturally have to find "official forces".

One of the young men with short blue hair said to his companion:

"Oh! You say, let's give this guy a nickname first? How about calling him Black Bull? Or Black Tiger, Black Panther or something like that."

"Go away! Illiterate guys, they know nothing but bullshit"

The companion who was with him was similar in age, also wearing gray and unremarkable clothes, and had short black hair.

"Tch! Then give yourself a literate nickname."

The blue-haired young man said dissatisfied.

"Well, why don't we just call him Black Dragon!"

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"Why are you looking at me? Dragons are not much better than your bulls and tigers!"

Casillas didn't pay attention to the commotion of the onlookers. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Jack lying quietly on the ground without any movement.

The temperature fruit has just been eaten, and it is actually very unskilled to use, and it consumes a lot of energy. It is not difficult to deal with Jack alone, but the problem is that there is also a group of one-eyed men.

That guy seems to have a name?

The two gatekeepers pulled the disgraced Ronald out of the collapsing building. Seeing the mottled blood on one of the opponent's legs, Casillas finally understood why the opponent did not intervene in the previous brief battle.

This person's luck is really not that good.

It seems that when Jack was demolishing the building, he was hit in the thigh by a piece of masonry?

Casillas took out the Desert Eagle from his trench coat pocket and leaned over.

The two big men supporting Ronald immediately took out their muskets, looked at Casillas warily and shouted:

"stop!"

"Bang!" "Bang!" Two gunshots rang out, and the Desert Eagle's bullets accurately hit the muskets in the hands of the two men. The huge impact of the bullets caused the weapons to fly out of their hands.

The two people who lost their weapons looked a little confused.

"boom!"

There was another gunshot, and the silver Desert Eagle flew out of Ronald's hand and hit an earth wall.

"Do you want to capture me alive?" When he came to the other party, Casillas said with a faint smile on his face: "I can probably understand someone's thinking. How can the huge benefits brought by such a good weapon be shared with a stupid guy? Even if this thing originally belonged to this idiot."

{}/　 Although it is not impossible to accomplish it if you really have to rely on yourself, it is obvious that you have to find cooperation with a noble like this who has a large number of smuggling channels, so that you can make money faster.

A carriage was slowly passing through the city gates of Duan Town and Zhongchen Street, heading here.

The carriage was pulled by four white horses covered in snow-white bodies. The driver was also dressed in gorgeous silk clothes. The entire carriage was covered with many exquisite decorations, including gold, silver and precious stones.

Such a carriage, with a few random bits and pieces on it, is enough for a homeless man to live a happy life for a long time.

However, no one dared to make this idea.

Not only because of the force of the dozen or so royal guards following the carriage, but also because of his status as a noble.

In the entire Kingdom of Goa, there is only one person who likes to travel by carriage.

Great nobleman, Karimula!

Untouchables dare not even mention the name.

Because this is a serious crime!

The carriage came all the way to where Casillas was, and the blood-red carriage curtain was slowly pulled out, revealing an old man with a gloomy face, and his gray hair was a little messy.