One Piece: Trying 200 times harder, but being too overbearing.

"I hope you and your mother-in-law get along well!"

Seeing the two of them skipping away happily, seemingly because they had done a good deed, Loya was speechless.

Well, he was overthinking it.

We can't treat these brainless idiots as normal human beings.

Loya walked into the courtyard, gently placed the gift next to Granny Nuomi, and then patiently waited for her to wake up.

It took two whole hours for Grandma Nuomi to wake up. When she saw Luo Ya next to her, a smile appeared on her wrinkled face.

"Is that Bartolomeo? Why didn't Gambia come back with you?"

"Grandma Nuomi, I am Loya, the commander of the naval branch of Rogge Town."

Loya introduced himself with a smile, not putting on airs in front of the elderly man with white hair.

"Oh, it's not Barto."

Grandma Nuomi felt around and found her round reading glasses. After putting them on, she could finally see Luo Ya's face clearly.

so cute.

Loya moved a small stool and sat down opposite Granny Nuomi, explaining his purpose in a gentle tone: "Granny, I want to talk to you about the future of those children."

"Did Barto and his men do something bad?"

Grandma Nuomi was a little nervous.

"Not that serious."

Loya shook his head.

Before coming, he specifically checked the information collected by the branch. Although the Barto Club was the biggest gang in Rogge Town, it had not done anything too outrageous.

The Bartolomeo Club is mostly made up of young people, and the vast majority of them are orphans. It was Bartolomeo who brought them together and gradually made them the strongest force in Rogge Town.

They have only one source of income.

They collect protection money.

Besides that, there's the kind of fighting and brawling that's most common among young people, grabbing territory, and occasionally playing games like group street protests.

In short, including the leader, they were all good-for-nothing thugs, the kind who would bite anyone they could get their hands on. Among the many underground forces in Loguetown, they were considered a breath of fresh air, and were affectionately called "a bunch of mad dogs" by the other underground forces.

In Loya's view, it wasn't that the Barto club didn't want to increase revenue, but rather that those guys couldn't think of any other way to make money besides collecting protection money.

They really are a bunch of idiots!

Loya really wanted to complain that the entire Barto club couldn't find a single cultured person, and it was truly remarkable that it had developed to its current state.

But one thing he valued was that the Barto Club had a large number of members, four or five hundred in total, and they were all quite young.

Recruiting them into the branch would not only solve the problem of the Barto Club, but also quickly replenish the branch's manpower shortage.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Loya briefly explained the situation of the Barto club, then sighed with some unease.

Bartolomeo's strength was not only due to his own strength, but also to the large number of orphans he had played for.

The situation in Loguetown is relatively good; in the non-member states that suffer from bullying, the number of orphans is only much higher.

"Grandma Nuomi, those children's lives have just begun, and they still have a chance to reform themselves. If they can be disciplined, they may become useful members of society in the future."

Loya earnestly pleaded, "I hope you, Grandma, can let those children join the Navy. I will be responsible for guiding and supervising them!"

"This"

Grandma Nuomi hesitated. She didn't want to interfere with the children's future, but she also didn't want them to become bad people.

"Commander, I will call Barto and talk to him about this. As for whether the boy is willing or not, that's his decision."

"Thank you."

Loya nodded with a smile.

That's enough. I suppose little Barto didn't want his grandmother to worry or be sad.

Barto Club Headquarters, a pub filled with hip-hop vibes and avant-garde art such as spray paint patterns on the walls.

All the club's core members are present.

"Boss, that black-haired Loya invited us to the branch as guests and threatened us that we would suffer the consequences if we didn't go!"

"Hehehe, how arrogant!"

"Boss, do you want to go?"

"Fool, of course we have to go!"

Bartolomeo grinned, picked up a lighter, lit the wine in his glass, and then downed the burning glass in one gulp.

"Clap!"

The wine glass shattered!

"I won't allow anyone in Loguetown to be more arrogant than me!"

Chapter 73 Regular, regular, and more regular!

Rogge Town is very large. As the most important port city and hub in the East China Sea, it has a permanent population of nearly 20 and an even larger floating population.

It's comparable to a small country.

With Murak's tacit approval, the number of people engaged in the gray industry in Rogge reached an exaggerated level, even counting in the tens of thousands.

Most of them were low-level personnel. Even if they were brought back to the branch, they would only be detained for a few days, like the young ladies in entertainment venues or those petty thugs.

To arrest members of underground organizations, sufficient evidence is required. Unlike pirates, unless they are extremely heinous criminals, it is difficult to sentence them to death under the law.

Loya can kill pirates without hesitation, but he can't abuse his power when dealing with underground forces, or the gray industry.

He wasn't a serial killer, so we couldn't condemn him outright. At the same time, the branch didn't have enough spare manpower and resources to find evidence and go through the proper procedures.

"Management is a science!"

Loya flipped through the intelligence reports, filled with mixed emotions.

As the highest-ranking official in Loguetown, he must prioritize the stability of the town. If he focuses solely on arresting people, the re-employment of those at the bottom of society, such as prostitutes, will become a major problem.

Too many idle people will only make Loguetown more chaotic.

But clearly, he didn't have that much time and energy to manage Rogue Town; his own cultivation was the most important thing.

Sergeant Tashigi arrived at the office.

"Colonel, the men have arrived."

"understood."

Loya nodded slightly.

In the largest meeting room of the branch, most of the leaders of the underground forces in Luoge Town were present. A group of people sat around the table, each looking fierce and menacing, mocking and ridiculing each other as they spoke.

If the navy hadn't been there, they probably would have started fighting immediately.

Loya arrived at the office, looked at the noisy underworld leader, and sneered, "Quiet down, you bunch of scum."

"."

Everyone immediately shut their mouths.

This black-haired colonel was ten times more ruthless than Murak, the kind who would kill without blinking an eye; otherwise, they wouldn't have obediently come to the naval branch.

"Tashigi".

"Yes."

Tashigi distributed the prepared documents to the leaders, categorizing them by type, and listed various requirements on them.

For example, casinos and entertainment venues can only operate from 8 pm to 12 am, and special services are prohibited.

"Look, these are the rules you need to follow."

"This is."

The leaders turned green as they looked at the list of regulations. If they followed the requirements in the document, wouldn't they be just like law-abiding citizens? How would they make any money then?

Someone slammed their fist on the table and shouted angrily, "Colonel Loya, you've gone too far! Why is my assignment a career change?"

"Who are you?"

"I am Kabuto!"

"Hold on."

Loya quickly found the other party's information after flipping through the files.

"Poison Dog" Kabuda is involved in drug trafficking.

That idiot Tashigi, why did she send an invitation to this guy too? Didn't he have a red circle around his name that said "Kill Kill Kill"?

Loya, annoyed, pulled out his pistol and aimed it at the astonished Kabuda.

"boom!"