Pirates: There is no prohibition of fishing in Marijoa.

This time, along with Ace's roar, Jerry, who was almost approaching, saw a small explosion cloud rising from the fighting scene not far away.

The subsequent vibration was even stronger, causing the ground to shake.

Jerry continued to accelerate forward and appeared at the crime scene in a flash, just like a famous detective who always appears after the enemy finishes smoking.

"What's going on? When I arrived, I saw Chang Wei beating Lai Fu. Has he finished?"

Jerry looked at Ace opposite him, who was covered in dirt, with his hands on his knees and many signs of fighting on his body.

But it was obvious that he had won, because not far in front of him, there lay a dark shadow that had obviously been burned by fire.

"Ahem, ha...ha, this guy claims to be the boss here, or one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea. Anyway, I win now!"

Ace saw Jerry appear, showing his eight teeth in the sun, and announced that he was the winner while panting.

"We won...we won? Is this really not a dream? That's great!!! We are finally free!!!"

A large number of civilians, dressed in various colors, slowly walked out of the surrounding alleys or houses, looking at the fallen figure with disbelief and a little fear.

After confirming that the figure was really knocked down, the civilians either celebrated or cried. Some of them were so angry that they rushed forward and kicked him a few times.

"Haha! We are not dreaming, it really is... That's great! Woo woo woo..."

At this moment, all kinds of life blossomed at the same time, although Jerry was not clear about what exactly happened here.

But from Xueli, we can understand that there are definitely a lot of dirty things on this island that are not allowed to see the light. Maybe there is another person and behavior similar to Mingge.

"Jerry, are you here? What's going on? Is there something going on over there too?"

At this time, Deus and Skarl appeared from somewhere, asking as they walked, followed by a strong fishman.

The fishman was on guard at first, but he relaxed when he saw that it was someone Deuce and the others knew.

"Ah, it's just a small matter on my side. I just defeated a group of human traffickers who sold rotten eggs and sweet potatoes."

"What's the specific situation here? And who is this fishman brother?"

Jerry waved his hand and answered Deuce while looking around at the people who were partying wildly. In the crowd, he also saw the little round-faced waiter from the hotel. It seemed that this island really had a lot of stories.

Hearing Jerry asking him, Wallace replied awkwardly:

"Uh...ah, hello, my name is Wallace! I'd like to follow you guys, please give me your guidance!"

“Ohhh, Boss Jerry, this island is too dark. We were all treated as prey before.”

Skarr jumped out and screamed, then told Jerry the whole story. The whole skull mask had a lot of expressions, and it was unclear how he did it.

It turned out that after Jerry Yuanrun left, Ace and the others walked out of the hotel shortly afterwards, intending to purchase the things that Deuce had ordered earlier.

Probably because he had just eaten, Ace had no intention of running off to have some fun on his own.

A group of people walked on the street, looking around for a shop.

Then a man dressed as a worker and with a decent look on his face came over and asked them if they wanted to buy anything. He said he was a local and could lead the way.

When they heard that there was a guide, several people readily agreed.

The man who led the way first took them to visit several shops, and there were indeed the goods and food they needed to purchase.

Then I told them that since the store was short of stock, they could just go to the warehouse and choose directly.

At first, no one thought there was anything wrong. After all, they had a lot of things to buy.

After following the man through many twists and turns, they entered a dark warehouse.

As soon as he entered the door, the man immediately dodged to the side.

Then a cage fell down from above his head. It must be said that the place where the cage fell was just right to catch everything in one go, with plenty of room left. It was obviously well designed.

Only then did they realize that this was not a proper warehouse at all, or rather, it was not a warehouse for storing goods.

What appeared before my eyes were a large number of various cages, most of which contained one or more people with their hands and feet shackled.

The people locked up inside were basically sitting or lying in silence. There were one or two people who looked at Ace and his gang who were arrested after they came in, with a gloating look in their eyes.

In the open area in the middle of the warehouse is the place for torture, where flogging is the most common form of punishment.

Putting it in the middle probably serves as an example to scare the monkeys.

At this moment, a scarred scorpion fishman was escorted up. His mouth was sealed with cloth and his hands and feet were shackled. He struggled hard, but was still dragged forward slowly by several people.

"Has there been any new prey? Pretty efficient, kid."

A man who seemed to be the leader, wearing a shit-yellow coat, was lying on a big boss chair, looking at Ace and the others with sharp eyes.

His eyes were full of provocation and arrogance, as if everything was under his control.

"Hey, thank you for the compliment, boss!"

The man who led the way before looked humble and bent down carefully to answer.

"You are the new pirate group that landed on the island this morning, right?"

"Before going ashore, you didn't even find out whose territory this is and what the rules are!"

"Since this is your first offense, I'll give each of you 100 million berries. If you hand it over obediently, perhaps you can return to the sea and enjoy the feeling of flying freely. Hahahahaha."

The leading man tapped his fingers on the chair, stared at Ace and the others with an arrogant attitude, and laughed loudly without restraint.

"Uncle, who are you? Are you playing the ring toss game? But I won't surrender!"

Ace's face darkened slightly, and as he spoke he raised his right hand, ready to attack.

"Hahaha, who do you think you are? Rookie, you'd better face reality!"

"It seems that we should detain you first. If you don't have money to redeem yourself, you can be sold. Some Celestial Dragons have a habit of collecting captains."

"Catch them!"

There was a flash of madness in the man's eyes, as if he had already thought of the seller. He ordered his men to rush forward and deal with him according to the procedures like those people they caught.

"Human traffickers?"

Ace's face turned gloomy, and sparks of anger flashed in his eyes. Seeing many enemy minions running towards him with crazy expressions and shouting, his entire arm suddenly turned into flames.

"Hey! Ace! We're still here..."

"fire punch!"

"boom!"

Before Deuce could finish his words, the cage covering them was shattered by Ace's flaming fist. The attack continued unabated, leaving a large hole in the wall and roof of the warehouse, with orange flames dancing around the edge of the hole.

The sun shone in from the entrance of the cave, as if foreshadowing that the darkness was no longer gloomy and the cage would finally be broken.

"Boy! You..."

The leading man was about to say something when faced with Ace who suddenly attacked.

"Shut up!"

"Firefly Fire Bodhidharma!"

Ace didn't wait for him to say any more nonsense, he took the lead and rushed forward...

Afterwards, I had a good time...