Pirates: There is no prohibition of fishing in Marijoa.

Seeing the other person walking towards her, Kalina made a face, turned around abruptly and ran into the room.

"You! Goodbye!"

"boom!"

Jerry glanced at the closed door in front of him, put down his hands that were rubbing like flies, and was about to go forward to unlock the door.

"Ha... Boss Jerry! What's going on?"

Skarr took a deep breath and finally caught up with Jerry, and saw him standing in front of a door in what was obviously a residential area.

"She just escaped inside. I was just about to grab her out. Let's go together."

Sensing that Kalina in the house seemed to be opening a secret passage to continue her escape, Jerry stepped forward, grasped the door handle, controlled the water flow in the air in the room to converge and press down, and easily opened the door lock.

Pushing the door open, Jerry pulled out a huge fishing rod and threw it into the room without saying a word.

The fishing line twisted freely like a nimble snake, and he used his strength and the moisture in the air to control it and lead it into the room. After a moment, he withdrew his hand.

"Ah! What is this?"

"Well!"

Only a woman's scream was heard, and then her mouth seemed to be covered tightly and no sound was uttered.

Jerry snapped his fingers and felt that he had a skill that needed to be developed, which might be even better than Mingo's String-String Fruit.

"Alright, Cordaz, go in and bring the people and bags out."

"Meow~"

Jerry raised his chin towards the room and let Kodaz in. After all, he didn't know if it was a girl's room, and he would not enter someone else's private space casually.

Kodaz's mind raced, he understood what he meant, and he ran in quickly.

Soon, it came out with a cat-like step, carrying Kalina, who was tied up with fishing lines all over her body and her mouth covered. She was struggling and twisting, and holding Skar's bag in her mouth.

"My bag!"

Skarl recognized his bag at a glance, rushed over with shining eyes, took it from Kodaz's mouth, opened it impatiently, and found that his dagger was still there, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then a few people walked out of the room and were discussing how to punish Kalina when they suddenly heard a female voice behind them.

"Hello, Master Longquan."

"I'm Bakara, we've met before."

Everyone turned around and saw a tall woman in a black dress and black gloves standing at the entrance of the alley, staring at Jerry.

This person had indeed been seen before. She was the woman who had been following Tesoro before. Jerry vaguely remembered that her fruit ability seemed to be related to luck.

"You are Tezulo's assistant, right?"

"Yes, Lord Tezulo would like to invite you to meet him in his office. Is that convenient for you?"

Bakara maintained her manners and as she finished speaking, she saw Kalina, who was tied up on Kodaz's back.

"Kalina? What happened to her?"

"Nothing, she took our things."

"Let's not talk about her for now. If you want to meet her, go now. It's a good time to go home and sleep after you're done."

After saying that, Jerry patted Deuce and Scar on the back and motioned for Bakara to lead the way.

"Okay, please follow me."

After making a gesture of invitation, Bakara walked back slowly. There was a special reception car parked outside the intersection.

A moment later, they arrived at Tezolo's magnificent, spacious and comfortable office.

When I entered the door, I didn't see Tezoro. He must be still busy. Bakara was greeting a few country guys who were looking around.

"Vague, there's gold everywhere, give me some!"

"Deus, you meant to say that, right?"

"Get lost! This is what you thought."

"I just want a goldfish."

"Oh haha, then I want a gold skull mask."

After taking a quick look around, Jerry shook his head in disdain, as if he had seen a lot of the world, and teased Deuce, and then the few of them started chatting nonsense with each other.

"Ahem, Long Quan, you're most welcome."

"Oh? You're here. What's the matter? Just tell me."

Tezulo walked in slowly and greeted him, but Jerry didn't want to be polite and wanted to get straight to the point.

After glancing at Deuce and the other man sitting on the sofa, Tesoro turned his head and looked at Jerry.

"Straightforward?"

"Go ahead, they are with me, there is nothing we can't tell them."

It seemed like he wanted to talk about something shameful, but thinking about it, there didn't seem to be anything shameful between him and him, Jerry held out his hand and let him speak his mind.

Deuce and Skarr immediately stated that they would remain absolutely quiet and would not leak anything they heard.

Seeing this, Tezoro motioned to Bakara to go outside for some fresh air, then pulled a chair and sat down nearby.

After thinking for a while, he stared at Jerry and spoke slowly.

"First of all, I want to make it clear that there is no video phone mushi or anything like that here. We can talk freely."

"Go ahead."

"If I'm not mistaken, when you fought me before, the last attack you made was wrapped in Conqueror's Haki, right?"

"Yeah, what? You want to learn? It's a pity that you don't have the Conqueror Haki."

Jerry blinked, still unsure of what he wanted to talk about.

"No, I want to cooperate with you."

"cooperate?"

"Yes, cooperation! I see that you... don't seem to be afraid of the Celestial Dragons, and you even dare to attack them directly."

Choosing his words carefully, Tezulo first stated the purpose of this invitation.

Jerry had anticipated what had happened, knowing what had happened. After all, when he made his move, he only blocked CP0's vision.

"Fear? What do they have to be afraid of?"

"Haha, hahaha! You're right! There's nothing to be afraid of them!"

As if he heard some great joke, Tesoro laughed non-stop and even cried.

Jerry remembered that he had a past as a slave, but he was not clear about the details. Seeing that he was so crazy now, it was probably because of his experience back then.

"So? What do you want to collaborate on?"

"Hey...hey, I want to defeat the Celestial Dragons! They all deserve to die!"

Unable to control his emotions, Tezulo roared loudly.

Looking at him straight, Jerry was temporarily unable to empathize and continued:

"Then why did you come to me for cooperation? Wouldn't it be better to go to the Revolutionary Army?"

After finally regaining his composure, Tesoro shook his head, obviously not optimistic about the Revolutionary Army.

"Revolutionary Army? Who knows if that group of people can succeed."

"But you are different. I have seen your inner disdain for the Celestial Dragons, as well as your potential!"

Even though the other person seemed to be praising him, Jerry did not follow suit. Instead, he tilted his head and retorted:

"Oh? Even if I despise them, I won't necessarily destroy them, right?"

Tezoro leaned forward, his face full of determination, and clapped his right fist.

"Yes! As long as you still want to live your life well, one day..."

"Also, please forgive me for investigating your intelligence privately."

"After setting out to sea, you have destroyed many slave trading sites in the Grand Line, the Sabaody Archipelago, and even in the New World during your time with the Whitebeard Pirates. In different times and places, you have destroyed many slave trading sites."

"Since you are so disgusted with slavery and human trafficking, as long as you continue to grow like this, sooner or later, you will definitely run into them head-on!"

Jerry did not comment on the analysis and motioned for him to continue.

"And I can provide you with a large amount of manpower, material resources, intelligence, and money!"

"I want to lend you a helping hand, just for one day! I can step on the heads of the Celestial Dragons!"

"I want revenge for Stella!"

Tezulo became more and more excited as he spoke, and finally shouted out in hatred.

"Stella?"

Jerry felt a little unfamiliar when he heard the name.

"Yes, she is the one I love most..."