I Have No Interest In Devil Fruit

"The people who got on this ship, how do they get off?"

When Lynch woke up the next morning, Shanks was still sound asleep.

He rudely kicked Shanks awake. The two of them yawned together, unsteadily pushed open the hatch and went out.

Compared with last night when men and women came and went, talking, laughing and playing, the cabin is quite empty at this moment, with few people.

Getting up as early as Lynch and Shanks is probably very rare on this ship...

Lynch and Shanks left the cabin and went to the deck outside, which was indeed quite empty.

Looking at the hazy morning light on the horizon in the distance, with the fresh sea breeze blowing, Lynch suddenly had this question while moving his body.

Shanks stretched his waist, looked around and said, "I don't know... This kind of ship doesn't seem to be docking frequently!"

Happy Street, Flower Boats on the Sea.

After all, what they do is some underground world business.

Maybe not as disgusting as pirates, but it doesn't have a good reputation after all.

"Ah, someone is cleaning, just ask." Shanks found a maid walking around on the deck, so he went to ask about the situation.

Changed the morning shift, came out for a walk on the deck, and the waitress who threw some garbage into the sea started talking with Shanks.

"Most of the guests let their boats come in, and they will return to their own boats and leave soon. They won't stay on the boat for too long..." The waitress explained politely, "The phone bugs on our boat have special Experienced sailors or pirates at sea, when they know that there is a flower boat passing by, they can find the flower boat through the phone bug if they want to play on the boat... But there are also people like you who will dock next time the flower boat When the time comes, choose the guests who will disembark..."

The girl pursed her lips and smiled lightly, such a guest is very attractive. Living on a flower boat and not going down until it docks, the consumption during this period is not low.

"I see..." Shanks nodded.

And over there, Lynch just asked casually, he didn't lean over, but after stretching his muscles and bones, a pitch-black stand-in energy gushed out from his body, and the battle armor walked out of it, and together with the main body, he made a simple move on the deck. morning exercise.

The waitress girl probably would also like to take the opportunity to be lazy, and stop with Shanks to watch Lynch exercise.

Lynch and "B.I.B" flirted with each other in a decent manner.

In the eyes of the waitress girl, this is the big black-haired boy, punching and kicking the air on the empty deck...

"Is he... exercising or playing?" the waitress asked curiously.

"Maybe there are all of them." Shanks smiled, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar figure, it was the woman who transformed into a humanoid antelope yesterday and almost wiped out that unpopular pirate group.

"Lord Srolli." The waitress stuck out her tongue, hurried over to say good morning, and then went on to work.

The woman with animal abilities named Srowley moved her body freely on the deck.

I don't know if she noticed Shanks or Lynch who also got up early to exercise.

However, Lynch noticed her anyway.

He and "B.I.B" seem to be "gluing" their arms together and pushing back and forth, quite a bit like the grandpas who practiced Tai Chi in the park in the previous life are pushing their hands back and forth.

The eyes of the pitch-black armor glowed with a slight white light. Suddenly Lynch sent it forward and pushed it away.

"B.I.B" floated towards the woman who was simply moving her arms and legs.

Crack, crack, crack... Sloss waved it freely, making a crisp sound in the air.

The dark shadow rushed towards her and rushed in front of her, but there was no change in her sight or expression.

"B.I.B" walked around her, and floated back to the main body.

"Gululu..."

Lynch's stomach growled, and together with "B.I.B", they practiced the "gymnastics" taught by the original owner's mother according to the usual habits.

After warming up casually, Srowley leaned against the railing of the ship, took out a slender pipe from nowhere and held it in his mouth. When he lit the fire, he looked casually at the boy who was finishing a set of "gymnastics" not far away.

"Fu..."

Srowli exhaled a puff of blue smoke, and suddenly asked, "Boy, where did you learn this set of movements?"

Lynch was planning to have breakfast with Shanks, when he heard the words, he turned around and said, "My family taught me, what's the matter?"

"Oh..." The woman held a slender pipe, thoughtful behind the smoke, "Really."

"Sister, is there anything wrong with this set of movements?" Lynch asked.

He knew that the woman in front of him who was proficient in six styles was most likely a secret agent of the world government and a member of CP.

She is an agent of the world government, and has all kinds of information collected by gray industries such as "Happy Street". The woman in front of her may be able to see that nothing is certain from the "gymnastics" movements taught by the mother of the original owner of the body.

"There's nothing wrong with the question, it's just that it looks familiar..." Srowley exhaled a faint smoke ring, "I seem to have seen it somewhere, similar boxing movements..."

Probably because she didn't think there was anything to talk about with a child, she said a few words, then walked away on her own, to the other side of the deck.

"boxing?"

Lynch returned to the cabin with Shanks, and looked at his hands unexpectedly, "That set of movements has no power at all, it's just gymnastics, it doesn't look like boxing..."

In the shattered memory of the original owner of the body, Lynch has watched the scene of the mother named Lily many times. He has practiced this set of "gymnastics" hundreds of times. It can only exercise the coordination of the body, what kind of "boxing" can it be...

"Shanks, what do you think?"

"Me?" Shanks laughed. "I don't think that woman is lying. I don't know the rest."

They came to the spacious hall. Compared with the atmosphere of drinking and drinking last night, the place looked empty and quiet at this moment. Most of the guests went to the cabin to rest, but some of them were wrapped in blankets and slept on the sofa. The waiters and girls are cleaning up the venue, picking up empty wine bottles and other garbage... Lynch and Shanks sat down in the small restaurant in the corner and ordered a table of breakfast.

Lynch's appetite was still astonishing, and the movement of eating early in the morning made the girl who served the food stunned.

On the contrary, Shanks looks mediocre, even his appetite is not very big, and his eating appearance can be regarded as elegant.

Lynch took out the green phone bug from his pocket and put it on the table, and ordered some food for it.

Xiaolu immediately cheered up, bowed her head and started eating.

Looking at this little guy with full of personality, Lynch let out an "ah", turned his head to look at the pitch-black battle armor standing beside him like a bodyguard, and said "ah" again.

"What?" Shanks took a sip of the soup and put down his spoon.

"I think, I might know...why it can see my 'ghost'."

Lynch smiled thoughtfully.

"Oh?" Even if Shanks hadn't heard Lynch say it, with his observation skills, he had already discovered the abnormality of Lynch's green phone bug.

Lynch rubbed his finger against Xiaolu, who was concentrating on eating, and said to himself: "Phone bugs can make themselves look exactly like the person on the other end of the call, right? I think... think about it carefully If you think about it, they are born masters who perfectly control their bodies and change them at will!"

Shanks crossed his hairy legs, touched his chin, and said in surprise: "Hey, what you said..."

"And this little guy, even among phone bugs, is quite the type..." Lynch recalled, "B.I.B" was not untouched by other phone bugs, but he hadn't been seen, let alone Being touched by those phone bugs. "It's probably because of its life energy that is different from that of ordinary insects, so it can see my 'ghost'..."

They are having breakfast and chatting casually here.

After some time, people began to come out, gathering in twos and threes at the bar over there, rubbing their heads that seemed to be suffering from a hangover, and continuing to drink some wine.

Judging from their loud and eloquent yelling, it seems that they are all pirate hunters.

Lynch sent "B.I.B" over to listen closely to what these people were bragging about.