Sailing at Sea: The Breath of the Day at the Start

"Boss lady, give me an ice-cold beer too."

"Okay, come right away!"

A few minutes later.

"Here you go, your ice-cold beer."

Cloud Fox Sisi stared at the ice-cold beer in front of her and stuck out her tongue to lick it.

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

It seemed to have tasted the sweetness, and its eyes sparkled.

It immediately used its upper limbs to hug the wine glass, which was about the same size as itself, and buried its head to drink.

Not a moment.

He downed a whole glass of ice-cold beer, his belly bulging, his eyes glazed over, and he lay on the counter, hiccuping in a drunken stupor.

"Hey Qiu, hey Qiu..."

Ron couldn't help but chuckle.

88, A Rainy Place with Undercurrents, An Uninvited Guest (5/5, Please Subscribe!)

The largest building in the heart of Rainy City, the roof of the Rain Banquet Casino.

With his slicked-back hair, a long horizontal scar across his face, and wearing a black fur coat, Crocodile stood by the glass window, cigar in hand, looking down at the city that appeared prosperous and glamorous on the outside, but was actually filled with darkness and sin.

Footsteps approached from behind.

Crocodile didn't even turn his head:

Is everything ready?

"Yes, Mr. 1 and Mr. 2 are also ready."

A woman's voice came from the shadows behind him. "More than 90% of the underground organizations of the Alabasta Kingdom have now gathered in this city. Their actions are all under our control."

“Well done.” Crocodile’s eyes narrowed slightly. “After tonight, the entire underground of Alabasta will be under my control.”

"Now that everything is under control, should we still take out that fruit?"

"Since it's bait, we naturally have to use real bait, otherwise how will the fish take the bait?"

Crocodile said calmly, "Of course, we won't actually give them to them."

"The auction tonight will be hosted by you, Vice President."

A stunningly beautiful woman, wearing a cowboy hat, a white fur coat, and snow-white boots, with tanned skin, long flowing hair, and a slender, elegant figure, nodded slightly in the shadows.

"learn."

…………

After nightfall.

The rain-soaked city was brightly lit, like a shining pearl in the desert.

Groups of forces operating in the shadows began to stir and head towards the Rain Banquet Casino.

After settling Connie in, Ron headed alone toward the Rain Banquet Casino.

Tonight is destined to be anything but peaceful.

Rain Feast Casino.

Various groups gathered outside, some openly and some covertly, all to support the organization's cadres who were going into the Rain Banquet.

These people were all armed and ready to fight at any moment.

Wearing black capri pants and a white short-sleeved hooded sweatshirt, Ron walked calmly toward the entrance of the Rain Banquet Casino amidst the slightly surprised gazes of these underground figures.

Ron walked into the lobby inside the Rain Banquet Casino.

Many people turned their gazes toward him, only to find that he was a lone, unattached black-haired boy.

Their gazes quickly shifted away.

Clearly, they treated Ron as someone who came to the casino to gamble, rather than an ordinary teenager participating in an auction to compete for Devil Fruits.

"I think this is the first time I've ever been to a place like this."

Ron looked around with great curiosity.

He had his hands in the pockets of his hoodie, chewing on bubble gum he'd bought in Rain City, occasionally blowing bubbles. He seemed completely out of place among the strangely shaped, menacing-looking members of the underground gang.

His relaxed and casual demeanor was completely out of place with the serious and solemn atmosphere here.

Some people noticed him and said with dissatisfaction:

"Where did this kid come from?"

"What's going on with Baroque Works? How can they let a brat like that in?"

"It's an eyesore, kill it."

"Let Baroque Works handle this here."

While Ron was wandering around the hall.

A burly man, over two meters tall, carrying a large axe and with a bare, scarred upper body, blocked Ron's path.

Snapped!

Ron stopped, and the bubbles he blew burst open.

“That’s the bandit leader, Koya Red.”

"Shh~ I heard he hates and despises weaklings the most, that brat is doomed."

"Wouldn't I just slap that brat's head and smash it?"

The burly man named Koya Red looked down at Ron, his eyes filled with contempt and ferocity.

"Get out of my way, you eyesore brat."

talking.

He swung his fan-like hand toward Ron.

Ron narrowed his eyes slightly.

The burly man's hand froze in mid-air.

He trembled all over, staring in horror at the calm-looking black-haired boy in front of him, cold sweat pouring down his forehead and running down his cheeks.

"what happened?"

Some people were confused.

"Why did he stop?"

"You're not afraid, are you?"

"Haha, that's possible."

Just now.

The large door on one side of the hall opened, and Gardino, MR3 of Baroque Works and a user of the Wax-Wax Fruit, stepped out.

"I apologize for keeping you waiting. The auction is about to begin. Please enter."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions turned serious, and they all walked towards the door.

After all, the focus today is that Devil Fruit.

Ron didn't even glance at the burly man in front of him, chewing on his bubble gum as he followed the others into the gate.

After he leaves.

The burly man swallowed hard, wiping the sweat from his face with lingering fear.

Was that... murderous intent?

What terrifying killing intent!

The feeling was like a lamb facing a tiger, as if the slightest movement would mean certain death...

The last person to give him this feeling was the hero of this country, Crocodile, also known as the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

Who exactly is that guy...?!

…………

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89. I want this Devil Fruit! (1/5, please customize!!)

After entering that door, passing through several rooms, and climbing a few steps, you can see the door.

We finally arrived at the auction venue.

The lighting was dim, like that of a movie theater.