Pirates: There is no prohibition of fishing in Marijoa.

After leaving Egghead Island, the Kuroko seemed to have entered a hornet's nest and was frequently harassed by pirates.

These pirates are naturally backed by some powerful force. Although they are intimidated by the strength of Jerry and others, they all understand that if they don't attack, they will never have another chance.

"Hey, these flies are really annoying." Cavendish leaned back in the recliner and waved his hand, sending out several bolts of lightning that directly hit the pirate ships that were clamoring towards him, clearing away the obstacles in an instant.

Brooke calmly drank the milk in the glass, "Better now, right? Not as much as before."

"Oh hahaha! Of course they are not fearless of death." Skarl put down the information in his hand and interrupted with a laugh.

"The pirates we encountered these two days include forces including several emperors of the dark world, and some unknown ones, but overall, they are harmless." Deus pondered as he looked through the information he and Scar had compiled.

Kalina looked up at Garrott, who was moving around with a telescope in his hand, and said thoughtfully, "I think someone must have leaked our whereabouts. Otherwise, the ocean is so vast, it is impossible for these forces to be able to intercept us by coincidence."

"The Revolutionary Army?" Ace guessed calmly, picking his nose.

Deuce shook his head. "It can't be them. Intercepting us won't do any good to the Revolutionary Army. I think the most likely candidate is the World Government. They have members of the CP organization who have been infiltrating various forces for many years. They have the motivation and ability to do this."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of fruit on the table, turned around and threw it at Jerry, who was concentrating on watching the fishing line, waiting for the big fish to take the bait, and shouted, "Look at the banana!"

Jerry seemed to have developed his eyes to see clearly. Without even turning his head, he reached out and grabbed the banana that hit the back of his head. He peeled it and swallowed it in one gulp. Then he turned around and asked, "What are you doing?"

"You rejected all the contacts from that old man?" Deuce asked meaningfully.

Jerry glanced at Kodaz, who was sleeping in the sun on the deck, and shrugged: "I didn't refuse. I didn't even answer the call. This is all Kodaz's fault."

"It was you who asked Kodaz to pretend that the signal was bad!" Scarr exposed him mercilessly.

Jerry continued to blame others with a dead pig's fearless look, "It's normal to have a bad signal in the vast ocean of the New World, right? This kind of infrastructure work should of course be handled by the relevant departments of the World Government."

After that, he waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, as long as we don't reach an agreement, he won't act rashly."

"Besides, we can't just follow what he says. We have to take the initiative."

Hearing this, everyone looked at him curiously, and Deus asked directly, "How do you take the initiative?"

Jerry smiled mysteriously: "Guess!"

Everyone was startled and said a friendly word in unison: "Get lost!"

"Well, since we guessed that someone might have secretly leaked our whereabouts and attracted people to delay our pace, let's find another way first." Finally, Jerry called Garrott back and maneuvered the Blackie to dive under the sea.

Obviously, he tried to avoid unnecessary trouble by diving.

……

At noon that day, the sky was clear and the air was fresh. Under the sunshine, the sea surface was golden and the sea breeze was gentle, making people feel even more comfortable.

"Oh!"

The Heizi emerged from the water and floated steadily on the calm sea.

"Is it time for lunch?"

"Yes, Brother Ace! Brother Jerry said that if he stayed under the sea for too long, he would turn into a merman, so he decided to come up to see the sunlight at dinner time."

"Oh haha! To put it bluntly, it's because he wants to fish on the sea."

Everyone was chatting casually and walking towards the restaurant one after another. However, Deus looked around the surrounding sea area, his eyes looking into the distance, and said thoughtfully: "Is there anyone who will come to attack us while we are eating?"

"Hey, Deuce, stop talking such a pessimistic thing. Can't you let me eat properly?" Ace raised his hand and slapped Deuce on the shoulder, then ran away.

A moment later, at the dining table, Garrott was eating delicious food with relish, and glanced up inadvertently.

"Eh? Brother Jerry isn't coming to eat?"

Kalina waved her hands and responded to Carrot, "Don't bother with him. He's obsessed with fishing and keeps talking about catching a fish before eating it."

When the crowd heard this, they were not surprised, because this was a common occurrence to them.

On the deck, Jerry stared at the motionless fishing float, his body as motionless as a sculpture.

Suddenly, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and his right hand holding the fishing rod shook quickly, and he said to himself: "Let me see what kind of fish is so bold."

Before he finished speaking, Jerry suddenly lifted up the fishing rod and drew a perfect arc towards the deck behind him.

A black shadow broke through the water, followed his swinging fishing line, and hit the deck with a heavy bang.

"Uh-huh!"

Jerry looked down at the strange creature with a big head and a small body in front of him. He was silent for a few seconds and said hesitantly, "Is it the bighead carp that is a specialty of this sea area? I wonder if Ace can eat it?"

"Asshole! You are the big-headed fish! Your whole family has big heads!" The strange creature covered his head, turned over and roared.

He struggled continuously but could not get rid of the fishing line that was tied around his body.

"Oh, you're a big-headed man?" Facing the other party's angry gaze, Jerry said calmly, "I didn't realize that you not only have a big head, but also a big courage in your small body."

"If you mention big head again, I will fight you!" The big-headed man kept somersaulting, trying to turn over, but it was in vain.

The commotion here quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the restaurant, and within a few seconds, Deuce and his group filed out one after another.

Ace held a portion of food in each hand, chewing heavily, and asked vaguely, "Festival, what's going on?"

"Oh, it was this big-headed man who just swam over in the water disguised as a big-headed fish, trying to destroy the Heizi. I discovered him." Jerry turned his head and narrated briefly and clearly, then turned his eyes back, ignoring the big-headed man's angry expression again, and asked seriously:

"Okay, Big Head, tell me, where do you get the guts to provoke us and even dream of drilling through our Blackie?"

"Damn little brats! The Pirate King belongs to the big boss. I'm just here to help him teach you a lesson! If you know what's good for you, hand over Raftel's Pointer!" The big-headed man had a fearless look on his face and roared at everyone.

Deuce and the others looked at each other, and then heard Jerry's curious voice: "So, who is your big boss, Big Head?"

"Humph!" The big-headed man snorted first, then his eyes flashed with reverence, and he said solemnly: "Of course my big boss is Red-Haired Shanks, one of the Four Emperors!"