Pirates: There is no prohibition of fishing in Marijoa.

"Ah, guests! You...they..."

"Don't worry, it's none of your business."

Turning his head and smiling at the proprietress, Jerry didn't want to implicate her, so he didn't kill the thugs who fired shooters in the store.

"Come on, let's go to the port."

Dragging those minions along, Jerry and his friends paid the bill and walked out.

Jerry kicked each of the guys who fired the first shot and gave them a peanut, which he threw next to the trash can on the corner of the street.

The three men and the cat ran to the port and at a glance they saw many pirate ships docked there.

Perhaps because this island is a border trade port for all nations, there are many ships coming and going.

There is a wide square in front of the port, which is convenient for cargo transshipment and personnel exchanges.

After Jerry used his Observation Haki to sense the situation, he discovered that there were few good people on the pirate ship and most of them had extremely dark hearts.

He chose a medium-sized pirate ship nearby and took the lead.

"Cough cough!"

"Listen everyone on the boat. You are surrounded by me. Taking the initiative to get off the boat is your only way out."

"Repeat that..."

Jerry jumped onto the deck first, put his hands to his mouth, made a trumpet shape, and shouted loudly.

Suddenly, as if a hornet's nest had been disturbed, the pirates still on the ship gathered on the deck and stared at Jerry fiercely.

"Who are you?"

"Do you know who I am?"

"If you don't want to die, get out of here right now!"

A middle-aged pirate with a ferocious look pushed aside the others and walked up to Jerry and yelled at him.

Jerry saw that after he spoke, the pirates on the other side instantly quieted down and asked:

"You are the boss here, right?"

"Why? You want to beg for mercy?"

"But I don't want to let you off!"

"Go! Tie them up and feed them to the fish!"

"Aha!"

Facing Jerry, the enemy boss had no intention of letting him go, because he was the one who started the trouble first.

With a wave of his hand, the pirates drew their weapons at the same time and rushed forward shouting.

"Oh? It just so happens that I'm here to borrow a boat, and I don't want to be polite with you."

"I don't care who you are! Get down, everyone!"

Jerry stood in the middle of the field, looking intimidating without even getting angry, and water balls appeared in his open palms.

As he took a step forward, they flew out quickly and dispersed in the air, like flowers scattering from the sky, defeating all the enemies one by one.

Jerry himself also dodged and appeared in front of the pirate boss in an instant. Seeing the pirate boss's horrified expression, he kicked him away with a roundhouse kick. The pirate boss fell to the ground after crashing down the floor of the port dock with a bang.

Faced with the sudden situation, the workers on the dock screamed and scattered.

On many nearby ships, the many pirates who came here for tribute or other reasons did not dare to act rashly. They looked for cover on the spot, hid, and observed secretly.

Only some who were not afraid of trouble or wanted to watch the fun secretly took out Den Den Mushi to report to Big Mom's pirate group.

Deus and Skaar behind him were just about to take a fighting stance when they realized the battle was already over.

"You... said at the beginning that you were going to build a boat here. Is this how you do it?"

Deuce, who had boarded the pirate ship, only then realized what Jerry meant when he first said he wanted to get a boat.

"Yup!"

"It's not that we can't afford a pirate ship, but borrowing one is more cost-effective."

After answering with absolute certainty, Jerry shook his finger and talked to Zeus about the great principle of saving money.

"borrow?"

"Yes, for scholars, it must be borrowed!"

"Boss Jerry is really good at managing the household. It really opened my eyes. Haha."

Scar was speechless for Jerry's behavior and could only praise him.

The two knew that his ability was that he could directly sense people's hearts. In a situation like this where he took direct action, the other party was basically an unforgivable scum.

This kind of scum cannot withstand investigation, so as long as you trust Jerry, you will be right to act together.

Deuce was helpless, but he knew that Jerry would not harm innocent people. Now that things had come to this point, and they were still on the territory of the Big Mom Pirates, he couldn't care less.

Of course he chose to trust his companions and follow them.

"Okay, borrow it. This is all I can do for now."

"Well, you guys drive the boat back there to transfer the necessary items, and then go directly out to the sea to the place we agreed on before."

"I'll take care of something and catch up with you guys soon."

As they talked, they cleared all the minions lying on the ground off the boat. Then Jerry seemed to sense something, and after giving an instruction, he jumped up and stood on the open space in the harbor.

The two looked at each other and thought that a powerful enemy was probably chasing them.

Without further ado, he told Jerry to be careful and steered the boat out of the port.

After they drove out smoothly, Jerry turned his head and glanced at the crowd of onlookers, as well as the Big Mom Pirates' special cookie soldiers and a group of minions who had not yet rushed forward, looked at the alley ahead, and shouted:

"Why aren't you coming out yet? Do you like playing hide-and-seek so much?"

"Haha, Dragon Fist Jerry, huh?"

"It is said that the Fire Fist Ace you followed has joined the Whitebeard Pirates. Why are you here?"

A tall, sloppy-looking middle-aged man slowly walked out of the alley in the direction of Jerry's sight.

He had a long beard and an ape-like face. He was wearing biscuit armor, holding a long sword on his shoulder in his right hand and a biscuit shield in his left hand.

"Auntie's son? If I remember correctly, his name is Cracker, right?"

Looking at the figure who brought his own biscuits and snacks, Jerry recalled for a moment before remembering his name.

“I didn’t expect that I could run into a high-ranking member of a local gang just by passing by.”

"Just passing by? I just came back from the battle, and before I could catch my breath, I heard that someone had stolen something that Katakuri-nii had ordered."

"I can understand that you are provoking us, right?"

Cracker didn't believe that Jerry was just passing by. As one of the pirate groups with the most advanced intelligence, he knew something about the person in front of him.

Although he is not very famous, what he has done in the past, especially the fact that he helped the Whitebeard Pirates fight several times in the past six months, this information is all public.

Who knows why this person suddenly appears here and what it means. Maybe he is stealing confidential information or taking some action.

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of biscuit soldiers slowly walked out from behind the cracker.

Apparently, when he was hiding in the alley, he was not just observing secretly, but also used his ability to create these soldiers.

"Humph! Since you don't want to reveal your purpose so easily, let me help you."

Pointing the sword in his hand at Jerry, Cracker ordered the biscuit soldiers behind him and nearby to attack him in groups.

"Biscuits?"

Seeing the enemies coming from all directions and attacking, Jerry also went to meet them head-on.

In a flash, he appeared among the group of soldiers.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Facing attacks from all angles, Jerry appeared in the enemy group, reacted quickly, and skillfully shuttled between the opponent's fists and swords.

Fists and feet covered in armed colors quickly struck the surrounding soldiers.

However, the armor of these soldiers was not seriously damaged by ordinary armament color attacks. At most, some cracks appeared. While being attacked, they were still waving their swords to counterattack Jerry.

"They are really hard. Don't they hurt your teeth when you eat them?"

Jerry, who seemed to be beaten up but was actually dealing with it easily, tested the hardness of the biscuits made by those abilities, and then lamented that the other party had good teeth.