One Piece: Establishing a Pirate Family

"Looks like you've come here to cause trouble!"

Charlotte stood up, grabbed Beth's wrist, and said.

After seeing this, Beth couldn't help but want to take two steps back, but Charlotte held her tightly and she couldn't leave at all. Just as she was about to draw her dagger with her right hand...

Charlotte exerted force, and Beth stumbled and was knocked to the ground.

It was so fast that even the bassist didn't have time to react before being pinned to the ground.

"Boss!"

The henchman next to him realized what was happening.

They all drew their daggers and batons and rushed towards Charlotte.

"Bastard, let me go, you're dead, you're dead."

Bass, pinned under Charlotte's feet, writhed wildly, trying to escape Charlotte's control.

Charlotte's foot pinned Beth down like a vise, rendering any resistance from Beth futile.

"That kid's doomed. He's offended the Wild Wolf Gang; there's nowhere for him to hide in this town!"

Just when everyone felt sorry for the child.

Charlotte stepped on the bass while watching the thugs charging towards her, a smirk playing on her lips.

With a slight sidestep, he took down the five men in just a few punches and kicks.

"Ouch!"

"Pain Pain!"

Five people were groaning on the ground.

This scene left the bassist at Charlotte's feet speechless.

This also stunned the onlookers.

"This! This is...!"

Everyone was shocked by Charlotte's actions.

He knocked everyone down with just a few punches and kicks, as if he hadn't even used any force.

Ignoring the astonishment of the crowd, Charlotte squatted down, grabbed the gold necklace hanging around Beth's neck, and tore off the gemstone ring from his finger.

Then he punched Beth in the mouth again.

The bass instantly screamed in pain.

Chapter 3: The First Battle

Large chunks of teeth have fallen out!

Charlotte ignored the groaning bass guitar on the ground and picked up the bleeding gold tooth instead.

He is extremely short of money right now, very, very short of money.

"Woo~!"

Beth covered her mouth, which was full of blood, and watched Charlotte's actions with a pained expression.

After looting the group, he kicked the bass at his feet.

Beth was sent flying instantly, landing next to his gang of underlings.

"Get out! Don't let me see you again!"

Charlotte's voice rang out, startling everyone around her who quickly backed away.

Even the henchmen got up and carried their boss to the back.

Seeing this, Charlotte couldn't help but laugh.

"Wahahahahaha!"

Charlotte felt a little better. After all, he had been living in seclusion in the mountains for a year and hadn't spoken much. Although he could endure the loneliness, it didn't mean he wasn't repressed.

Back at the stall, I cleaned up all the furs and waited for the buyers.

Fortunately, there were still some people who really liked furs, and all the most valuable furs were sold.

He made a profit of 400,000 pegories.

As for the remaining furs, they were all rather low-quality. Xia Luo noticed that it was getting late and he needed to buy some things.

After tidying up the fur, I headed to the blacksmith's shop.

"Boss! I need iron tools made!"

Charlotte called out towards the inside of the blacksmith's shop.

"Coming, coming! What would you like, guests?"

A burly man stepped out, carrying a large iron hammer.

"Here, these are the design drawings. Just build it according to these drawings. When can we deliver it?"

Charlotte handed over the blueprints she had designed in advance to the blacksmith.

The blacksmith opened the diagram, looked at it, and frowned.

Because the things that need to be made inside are very strange, and they are not the farm tools and swords he usually makes.

"Young man, what you're trying to forge is a bit difficult, and I don't have many materials left, so it'll probably be a bit late, probably a month!"

"What? A month?"

Charlotte frowned!

"Okay, you make these first, and I'll find other shops to make the rest!"

Charlotte doesn't have time to wait a month; at most, she can only wait a week!

"Row!"

The blacksmith shop owner didn't say anything and readily agreed.

Charlotte then paid the deposit and headed to the next blacksmith shop.

There are only three stores in this small town. Charlotte asked each of them to take charge of a portion, and they could receive the goods in a week.

After placing the order, Charlotte headed towards the thatched hut she hadn't lived in for a year.

He lived in a very remote place, almost far from the port.

Seeing the dilapidated thatched hut that hadn't been lived in for a year, Xia Luo had no choice but to stay there. After all, it couldn't be worse than living on the mountain.

Charlotte lay down on the bed and fell fast asleep.

"Boss! What do we do?! We've really lost face this time. If we don't teach that kid a lesson, how will the Wild Wolf Gang ever face anyone again?"

A not-so-luxurious but very large residence, with four or five bruised and battered underlings standing to one side.

The person sitting on the sofa was none other than the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang.

Bang!

"That kid's dead meat. I told you, even God couldn't save him!"

Beth's face was contorted, and he spoke through his teeth.

"Have you found out who he is?"

Beth looked at his underling and asked.

"We found out, we found out. The other party is an orphan who lives in a thatched hut on the west side of the town. Many people know him, so it's not hard to find out."

Upon hearing this, Beth stood up, walked to a counter, pulled out a drawer, and took out an exquisite handgun!

"I'm going to kill him tonight. Come with me!"

Beth, accompanied by four or five henchmen and a finely crafted handgun, went out the door and headed west.

Soon after, Beth led his men to the dilapidated thatched hut.

Looking at the drafty thatched hut, the moonlight revealed Charlotte fast asleep inside.

Bass's lips curled up in a smile.

This is simply God’s help!

When they were twenty meters from the thatched hut, Beth raised his musket and aimed it at Charlotte.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Bang!

The bullet was fired.

Charlotte, who was sleeping, suddenly felt her hair stand on end, and a scene from her wild imagination flashed through her mind.

A conditioned reflex to tilt one's head.

The bullet grazed my scalp.