Pirates: There is no prohibition of fishing in Marijoa.

"Hey! Are you the boss? The one called Corbett?"

"I've been playing in your place for so long, but I haven't made any money at all!"

Seeing him appear, the lieutenant colonel patted the table, as if he wanted to ask him for an explanation.

"Hahahaha, but I made money, Lieutenant Colonel, please don't disturb other guests."

"If you don't want to play anymore, just pay me back all the debts you owe me in the past few months, including today."

Glancing at the mess on the gambling table and the floor made by him, Colbert frowned, used a respectful title, but his tone was cold, and waved behind him.

The female assistant took a few steps forward, took out the bill she had prepared from her bag, and handed it to the lieutenant colonel.

The lieutenant colonel narrowed his eyes, feeling even more unhappy that the casino owner treated him so lightly.

He grabbed the note, took a look at it, and decided to cheat. After all, he had been losing a lot of money in gambling and had already owed a huge amount of money. With the money he had saved from working for many years, he couldn't even pay back half of it.

"Hey! What do you want to do? I don't owe you that much."

"What? Sir, have you forgotten how generous you are?"

"Humph! You cheated me and made me lose money, who cares about you?"

After the lieutenant colonel finished speaking, he threw the bill in his hand aside, making his attitude clear.

"Huh? Think carefully first. This is not a place where you can just default on your debts."

"I suppose you don't recognize this flag?"

With his fists clenched so hard that they made a cracking sound, Colbert motioned for him to look carefully at the Whitebeard pirate flag hanging in the center of the casino.

"Whitebeard... so what! I am a captain of the Navy Headquarters. How dare you..."

"Boom!"

Before the lieutenant colonel could finish his words, Colbert suddenly attacked, rushed forward, and knocked him to the ground with one punch.

"How dare you be so arrogant in my... in Whitebeard's territory!?"

"Put it down!"

Before the injured officer could even struggle, he was tied up by the waiters and dragged out of the casino.

"Make a lot of money! Ladies and gentlemen, this is just an entertainment program of our store. I hope I didn't disturb you."

"Today is a day of great celebration. I hope you all have fun and make a lot of money like me!"

"Oh!"

Seeing the gamblers becoming lively and excited again, Colbert grinned with satisfaction and disappeared in the casino with his two middle-aged women assistants who were out of shape and dressed flashily.

"Is this what Ace is aiming for? The taste seems a bit strong."

Jerry witnessed the whole process and whispered to Skarr beside him.

"Oh haha, shall we continue then?"

"Let's go out and look for Kalina and the others. They've been having so much fun for half a day, I'm afraid they've gone crazy."

"Oh! Wait till I go and change the chips into money."

Holding a small pile of chips he had won, Skarr walked towards the exchange office.

Looking at the sky that was approaching evening, the two of them walked towards the next commercial district as agreed.

On the other side, after asking around for half a day, Ace finally found a gang leader. He immediately approached him and implicitly told him that he had the goods.

Wrapped up tightly and wearing a cross-dressing mask that was selling well due to the celebration, Ace was taken into a bar that had just opened and had colorful neon lights flashing at the door.

Perhaps it was because it was still early, there were not many customers in the bar. There were only some frustrated people who had been hanging out in bars for a long time, or men who were relaxing after sending their wives and children to attend the celebration performances that had already started outside.

There weren't many people, but it was still noisy. After all, in a place like this, everyone who came in to have a drink was quite willing to chat, and the topics were mostly about war, policy, and pirates.

Although he was the leader of a gang, Gena didn't seem to be doing very well. After entering the bar, he found a seat at random and said:

"Hey, buy me a drink first."

"Come on, let's drink together."

Ace, who is not considered a good actor, managed to act quite well thanks to the mask.

After quickly drinking a few glasses of wine, Gna started to complain:

"Boy, you've found the right person. But if it was a few years ago, it would be useless to find me."

"Why? Can't someone as well-connected as you make it?"

"It's not that I can't make it, but the island was previously ruled by old man Colbert, not young Master Colbert."

"What's the difference?"

Seeing that this gang leader seemed to be a local and happened to know a lot of inside information, Ace continued the conversation following his topic.

Probably because he had drunk two ounces of liquor, or perhaps because he was truly moved and hadn't talked to anyone for a long time, and now that he saw the other person was interested, he began to talk incessantly.

"Of course, old man Corbett is considered a relatively old-school pirate."

"Although he is a pirate, he believes in morality. After being fortunate enough to form a relationship with Whitebeard, he hoisted the flag that is worth tens of millions of elite soldiers."

"From then on, he started to grow stronger and bigger. The good news is that the people on this island are gradually becoming more prosperous. As long as they are willing to work hard, they can always have some income security."

"At the same time, for those of us in this industry, bad news is coming one after another."

"Because of Whitebeard's rules, old man Colbert makes this rule and bans that behavior."

"We even stopped all the quick-profit businesses like manual noise cancellation and slave trading."

After Gena's narration, Ace learned that this place had been a relatively prosperous island in the nearby waters a long time ago.

At that time, the island was full of various transactions and entertainment activities, including drug and slave trading, underground fights, casinos, circus performances, concerts, etc.

The resulting passenger flow is not low, which has led to the development of hotels, restaurants, specialty businesses, etc. on the island.

However, due to the large number of black industries, the crime rate is not low and residents live in fear.

As Master Corbett became rich, many dark industries were cleared out after the rectification, leaving only relatively formal fighting arenas, casinos, circuses, concert venues, etc.

Since he brought Whitebeard's flag, not only did the thugs on the island not dare to resist, but even if they did, they would be quickly suppressed. Even the World Government and the Navy might not be able to intervene in the affairs here.

The island after renovation is still prosperous and bustling. Ordinary residents are of course happy to live a stable and prosperous life. Only those gangsters who have been making money through illegal means are living a dull life in depression.

Gena is one of them. Perhaps it is because he used to be a gang leader and relied on various connections to achieve a brief peak, so he is so resentful about the subsequent decline.

"Things are different now! I have found a new channel for things like this."

"Hey, do you want some?"

"Thank you, I don't like it."

Ace waved his hand to refuse the meatball that Gena handed over with shining eyes after complaining, but he kept it in mind.

Then, they raised their glasses and clinked them together. Ace continued to ask:

"So what rules has the current successor changed?"

"Well, another one."

Gena's face flushed, he raised his glass, motioned to Ace, and then said:

"Brother Shan Ji, after Master Colbert took over, everything has been restored."

"Dupin, slaves, as long as you have them, you can trade them."

"It's just that in order to continue to fly that flag, none of this is put on the table."

"Oh, by the way, you said before that you had goods, what exactly is it?"

Ace's eyes flashed, and he quickly concealed it, touched his pocket, stretched his hand in front of Gena, looked around, and whispered:

"I have some films, do you want them?"