I'm a pirate in Tokyo

“Sometimes we often panic because things develop beyond our expectations.

But please don’t blame yourself, this is life and no one can deny it.”

The target was a certain green algae head who was Japan's number one swordsman. He was walking on the streets of Jimbocho, glaring at the three bastards in front of him who had eaten up all his food money for this week in one afternoon tea, and sighed.

He has been focusing on kendo since he was a child, and he has always been looking at the long-standing tenth-dan position, the number one in Japan.

Under the throne, swordsmen from various schools fought hard for it, but they all finally reached the eighth level.

Focusing forward, he passed the elementary school and junior high school in a blink of an eye. He didn't care about what the people around him thought. He cut off all the whispers behind his back.

But I didn't expect that after entering high school, I would encounter such magical things and these magical people.

A natural fool who carelessly talks about joining the underworld, a shrewd and meticulous but extremely tough woman with a dark underbelly, and a mature man who trusts people too much but is extremely sophisticated.

The fact that he could enter the palace of sin in another world made his blood boil. After all, in the peaceful modern world, sparring with bamboo swords was far from satisfying his ambition.

The battle in the palace that surpassed that of mortals greatly expanded his horizons. At the same time, the unparalleled dominance of thousands of armies made his still young heart ignite with raging flames.

Today, with the support of his friends, he bought two samurai swords that he could only drool over before, which made him feel extremely satisfied.

Although they haven't seen Aaron's glutton consciousness yet, he has no doubt that they will win this war.

As for what will happen to his life after victory, that will happen later. In his eyes now, there is more than just the throne on the cloud.

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Wu Sheng and the others bought two detachable iron-tipped spears for training at the equipment store, and then bought a bamboo knife. The total cost was about 100,000.

Wu Sheng doesn't want to just be a spearman. The sword is really handsome. Think about Ashina's one heart, and the sword and gun are integrated. Isn't it nice?

After buying the things, Wu Sheng took them home first.

Since I bought a cold weapon under Eliger's suggestion, how could I not buy a firearm?

After all, there is no need to buy a real gun, as long as it looks real. After putting away the things, the four of them headed to the imitation gun store in Shibuya.

"This is it, let's go in!" Luffy turned around and led everyone to an alley. Only the shop Luffy pointed to was open in the alley, and the atmosphere seemed very mysterious.

"Wait a minute, just two of us can go in. If there are more people going in, it will be troublesome." Wu Sheng stopped him. After all, the things he bought were sensitive and there was no need for everyone to show their faces.

"Don't be afraid, I know the owner of this store very well," Luffy said.

"Okay." Wu Sheng didn't say much, just opened the door and went in.

As soon as we entered, a burly man with a cigarette in his mouth was looking down at a magazine behind the counter.

"Hey~Uncle Ben!" Luffy greeted the man.

"What? It's you little brat. What are you doing here?" The man called uncle looked up and realized it was Luffy. He put the cigarette butt into the ashtray and put it out.

"We want to buy some imitation airsoft guns. Can you recommend them?" Luffy said while looking around.

"Oh, you want these

What are you doing? Are you taking it to school to scare people?" the man said with a smile.

"Ah, no, I'm just curious. I heard from Luffy that there was such a shop, so I wanted to try it out and buy a few to enjoy." Wu Sheng quickly took over the conversation, fearing that Luffy would say, "Buy it to kill so-and-so."

"Such words.

"That's it. Do you want an automatic or a revolver?" Seeing that it was not Luffy who wanted to buy it, the man felt relieved. It seemed that Luffy was very out of place in his impression.

"Ah, a realistic model gun will do, not necessarily an air gun." Wu Sheng said.

"That's simple, but I still have to remind you before buying:

Don’t take it out on the street; don’t face it at others; don’t take it to school and your teacher will catch it, do you understand?”

The man didn't want to finish a series of words. When Wu Sheng nodded, he took out several black imitation pistols.

"This is a hard product that I sneaked back from Taobao across the sea. It's very realistic. Look at it. Even if you touch it, you'll know it's fake."

Wu Sheng was shocked when he saw it at first, thinking he was showing the real thing.

After listening to the introduction, I picked up the gun and played with it for a while. I found that it was actually a water gun. I smiled and said: "It's really interesting. How much do these cost? Well, do they have the shape of a revolver?"

"These are cheap, 4,000 yen each. They have revolvers, but they are real ornamental guns, which are more expensive. They are made of iron and have patterns, and they cost 10,000 yen each."

The boss knelt down and searched for a while, then took out a long revolver.

The gun body is white and silver, the wooden butt is made of wood, and the barrel and butt are engraved with rose patterns.

Wu Sheng picked it up and weighed it, and found that it was quite heavy, the magazine could be ejected, and the firing and trigger could also be operated.

It's exactly like a real gun except that it can't be fired even if it's loaded with bullets.

So he handed it to Nami, "Take a look, do you like it?"

"Ah? Why give it to me?" Nami asked in surprise.

"Um..." Wu Sheng touched his nose and whispered to her, "Aren't you wearing jeans inside? You can wear a revolver."

Nami blushed, gave Wu Sheng a hard blow, and said in a low voice, "This is not what I thought, it will be like this when I wake up."

"Well, it depends on whether you like it or not..." Wu Sheng said, rubbing his arm.

"Okay, that's it." Nami was speechless. She didn't have any special requirements anyway.

"OK, boss, do you still have the shape of Sha Ying?" Wu Sheng asked again, Sha Ying, how many men dream about it.

"That's a hot-selling product, how could it not be available?" The man turned around and ran to the storage compartment, rummaged for a while and took out a box with a sand eagle in the outer packaging.

"But this is an air gun, and I usually only sell it to regular customers. I don't quite believe you yet.

However, Luffy brought you here, so I’ll give you a passing look.”

Wu Sheng opened the box and took the gun inside, and found that the gun was not as heavy as expected.

But the silver gun body with the black stock is really handsome.

It's a pity not to sell it to him.

"That's it. It's a pity. Then I want the three black ones and the two revolvers."

As he said this, he pointed at the water gun and revolver on the table. I didn't know what model they were, but just one word would do.

"Oh, Shenghui's total is 32,000 yuan."

It was cheaper than expected. Wu Sheng thought it would cost around 100,000 to buy all the guns.

It seems that he still doesn't have a standard concept of prices in this world. Wu Sheng sighed and took out his wallet.

After paying the money and putting the things in his schoolbag, he suddenly remembered and asked again: "Boss, do you have a hand grenade model?"

"Oh? It's really not true. Do you dare to be interested in this kind of thing?" the man said in surprise.

"Yeah, I've liked watching spy movies since I was a child..." Wu Sheng explained forcefully.

"I can go and ask for you if you need it, but I won't help you get in if it's too much trouble," the man said.

"Hahaha, thank you, Uncle Ben." Luffy said with a smile beside him.

"Yeah, thank you very much." Wu Sheng also bowed slightly.

"Ha, I really don't know what you brats are doing now. If nothing happens, just leave as soon as possible. Especially you, Luffy, Brother Shanks probably doesn't want to see you here." The man lit up a cigarette again and waved it.

He waved his hand and started to chase people away.

"Oh, bye." Luffy said without saying more and waved.

The other three people nodded slightly, and the group went out.

outside the door.

Wu Sheng said to the three of them: "The three of us each have one black one, and both revolvers are given to Nami. Let's go to the hall to practice during this time."

"I don't need it. My fists are enough. I can also use Chimera's soul skills for long-range attacks, so I don't need a gun." Luffy said.

"Yes, as a swordsman, you don't need weapons other than swords." Green Algae Head also started to show off.

"Well, let me give you an example: Suppose we have a battle with Aaron, no matter who wins or loses, everyone is seriously injured and their soul power is completely lost, and we only need one last blow to defeat Aaron.

If we pull out a gun at this time, won't we win?" Wu Sheng advised.

"Ah, don't worry. Even if I have no strength in the end, I will squeeze out the last bit of strength." Luffy said his silly words with a serious look on his face.

"Besides, don't you and Nami have guns? When the time comes, can't you just deliver the final blow?" Zoro also looked disgusted.

"Okay, let's do this for now." Seeing this, Wu Sheng put the things back into his backpack without much persuasion.

It's not clear yet what their specific combat power levels are. Let's wait until we are fully familiar with their respective combat capabilities to see if they need to be allocated.

You can just buy it now and keep it, just to be prepared.

After buying it together, the four people spent a total of about 1.1 million.

But most of them are Zoro's two swords, and Luffy really didn't spend a dime. In a sense, this guy is really a homely type.

The four of them had dinner together, made an appointment to continue training at the hall tomorrow, and then went home.

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When I got home, Wu Shengzhan calculated today’s expenses and found that they were not over budget, but it doesn’t matter even if they were over budget!

Thinking about tomorrow's training, Wu Sheng turned on the stereo, connected to Bluetooth, clicked on rock, and nodded along with the music while watching videos of gun skills competitions online, hoping to find some key points that could be learned.