Pirates: King of the World From the White Town

"Lord Albert, there are two guys outside who claim to be from the Baroque Work Agency, and they want to discuss something with you."

"Baroque workshop?"

Abel's expression was somewhat surprised, but he had no interaction with the other party.

I just don't know whether the two little shrimps outside found it by themselves, or the 'sand crocodile' ordered it.

If it's the former, no matter what the purpose of coming here is, it's easy to pass.

But if it is the latter, it is estimated that it will be a big trouble.

"Take them in and wait, I'll be there in a while."

"yes!"

After his subordinates retreated respectfully, Abel continued his training.

It's impossible for a cat or a dog to come, and he will immediately put down what he is doing and go see him.

In that case, what has become of him?

He is shameless?

Since you took the initiative to come to the door, you must have such awareness, and you can also test the other party's intentions.

An hour later, Abel put down the special barbell, wiped his sweat with a towel, and then went to take a shower without asking the two people.

In a room in the manor.

A tall man and a petite woman were waiting impatiently on the sofa.

More than an hour has passed.

If it wasn't for the mission they had on this trip, and if the black tea and pastries were not delicious, they would have lost their temper a long time ago!

Finally, after taking a shower, Abel changed into clean clothes and came late.

"So handsome!"

The petite woman had originally made up her mind to give the other party an ugly look, but the moment she saw Abel, she fell in love and showed a nympho face.

The tall man next to him suddenly looked uneasy, especially when he saw that 'little boy' ignored them and sat directly opposite them, and then there was a little maid next to him obediently helping him to light a cigarette, he felt extremely displeased. balance!

"Miss.Monday, how long do you want to be ashamed?" The tall man directly yelled at his partner.

"Mr.8, please pay attention to your wording. Why am I ashamed? If you don't want to partner with me, we will apply together after we go back, and there are other vacancies that have not been filled."

However, the petite woman was not a good one, and she directly retorted, making the choking man speechless.

All actions within Baroque Works do not use their real names, but are all referred to by code names.

In most cases, it is a man and a woman partner, the male code name is Mr+number, the smaller the number, the stronger the strength. The female code name is a combination of Miss+date/festival.

And the number '8' represents that the opponent's combination is also a middle class.

It is also worth mentioning that although Crocodile has already established the Baroque Work Agency at this stage, it has begun to hunt pirates and raise funds for it.

But these people in Baroque Works are not the same group of people as they will be ten years later.

More than ten years is enough time for Baroque Works to change people from inside to outside, back and forth several times.

Of course, the president behind the scenes will definitely not change, it will still be the sand crocodile.

Withdrawing his thoughts, even Abel didn't expect that the two guys in front of him would pinch themselves first.

Of course, this may also be a deliberate appearance for him to see.

"You two, it's getting late, let's talk about business."

Abel was not interested in wasting time on such little shrimps. If it wasn't for the sake of the sand crocodile, he wouldn't even meet them.

"So who is it because of the delay?"

Mr.8 almost threw this out, but considering the order he received this time, he still suppressed his discomfort and said: "We are Mr.8 and Miss.Monday from Baroque Works. Because after our investigation, we found that many 'newcomer' pirates who just entered the great route died here, so we want to see if there are new peers."

"Coming together? What do you guys do?"

Abel suddenly showed an elusive smile.

"Our Baroque Work Agency is a place that provides jobs for many bounty hunters, and what we do is naturally hunting pirates."

"Interesting, do you have my arrest warrant?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a moment of silence.

But immediately Mr.8 replied forcefully, "Gustaves Abel, born in Beihai, a cadre of the Don Quixote family, has a reward of 50 million berry."

"Yes, the investigation is very clear. So when are you planning to arrest me for a bounty?"

Although Abel was still laughing, Mr.8 and Miss.Monday felt that the temperature in the room was getting colder and colder.

Miss.Monday quickly smoothed things over and said, "Misunderstanding, we didn't mean that. We came here this time to reach a cooperation with you."

"Cooperation? Let's hear it."

"As long as you don't continue to hunt these 'newcomers' pirates, all the more than two thousand bounty hunters under our Baroque Work Agency will stay with you."

After Abel heard this condition, he immediately sneered.

Although they never took the business of hunting 'newcomers' pirates seriously, that sand crocodile was a little too arrogant.

He can now be sure that the arrival of these two people was definitely ordered by Crocodile, otherwise they would not have the qualifications and rights to give such a guarantee.

Even, he estimated that it was after Crocodile found out that the Don Quixote family was not weak after the investigation, and that Doflamingo's bounty of 340 million Berries allowed the two Cannon fodder came over to test their attitude.

Just what does this take them for?

A beggar who can be dismissed casually?

"More than two thousand bounty hunters sound really scary. Are they all hiding in Whiskey Peak now?"

"Go back and tell your president that our Don Quixote family is all about big business, and we don't like his small troubles, let alone snatch the leftovers in his bowl."

"Let him worry more about his own affairs in Alabasta and less engage in such boring temptations."

Mr.8 and Miss.Monday were sweating from listening to it.

Not only does the other party know their hiding place like the back of their hands, but they even know the secret fact that their headquarters is in Alabasta? !

What's even more frightening is that, listening to the other party's intentions, they even figured out who the big boss behind their baroque work agency is

The ridiculous thing is that no one in the entire Baroque Works knows who the real president is.

This is too ironic!

"Okay, we must bring these words. It's too late today, so we'll take our leave."

Miss.Monday forced a smile, and then wanted to leave this place quickly.

Now she also realizes that this task is not as simple as she imagined, as if she jumped into a big pit in a dilemma.

"Spreading the word, one person is enough. The other one has to pay for your president's arrogant attitude."

As soon as Abel said this, the expressions of Mr.8 and Miss.Monday changed drastically!