Pirate King: I'm determined to be the King of Sons-in-Law!

Chapter 19 I Want to Become a Yangko Star in the Dance World

Three days later, with the release of the latest issue of the newspaper, a bombshell piece of news spread rapidly throughout the East China Sea.

Glass Pearl Island, known as the "originator of pop culture in the East China Sea," will host its annual Funky dance competition in two weeks.

Unlike in the past, the prize for the champion of this competition is a whopping 500 million peles, sponsored by a wealthy tycoon!

In a short period of time, renowned dancers from all walks of life in the East China Sea were overjoyed and all flocked to Glass Pearl Island.

In the waters near Orange Island, the Hyakuji Braku is sailing. In order to find a suitable target for plunder, the number of pirates on board is only half of what it usually is.

deck.

"Hey, here you go."

"Gurgle~~~~"

First mate Zango gave 100 Berries to the Newsbird in exchange for a copy of the latest newspaper.

Even as a pirate, one must always be aware of the movements of the sea, and newspapers are one of the best ways to obtain information.

Zango flipped through the newspaper and was immediately drawn to the "Funky" dance competition that was about to be held on Glass Pearl Island.

As a dance enthusiast, he naturally knew about the "Funky" dance competition, which was the highest-level and most authoritative dance competition in Donghai.

He had long wanted to participate.

He wanted to compete with the top dancers in the East Blue and showcase his dance skills, but as a pirate, he didn't actually have that much freedom.

However, since I have the time this time, I can also do some reconnaissance.

We absolutely have to go!

"Slide step~ Arm swing~ Crotch cover~~"

Unable to suppress the urge to dance, Zango began to move on the deck, his graceful moonwalk immediately attracting the attention of the crew.

"The first mate is dancing again!"

The pirates were used to it; their first mate was like that. Talking to him was dazzling, and he even walked backwards.

As they watched, the kitten brothers came up behind Zango.

"Want a golden wind!"

On the deck, it seemed that energetic, cutting-edge dance music was playing.

The atmosphere spread rapidly, like a virus.

In the blink of an eye, more than thirty pirates put down their work and came behind Django, dancing in sync with his movements and rhythm.

Let's rock together

Inside the cabin, Crowe was lying on the sofa quietly reading a book when he heard the rhythmic tapping sounds coming from the deck, and veins immediately bulged on his forehead.

"A bunch of idiots!"

Why would someone as shrewd as him have to take care of such a group of simple-minded idiots who only know how to fight and kill? Even his most trustworthy right hand is a dancing fanatic. Every time he makes a plan, he has to go to great lengths to make them understand.

He'd really had enough.

Kuro could sense that he was tired of his current life. What he really wanted was stability, rather than being a pirate.

However, stability is hard-won.

He needs to "eliminate" himself at the right time and in the right place, find a suitable target that can provide him with "stability", and finally eliminate all external factors that may expose his identity.

This is not a plan that can be completed in a short period of time.

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Xiluobu Village, Manor.

The threat from the Black Cat Pirates delayed the Syrup family's travel plans by a few days, and their itinerary also underwent some changes.

Loya then relaxed.

Kaya sat by the window, quietly watching the man hanging upside down from the tree trunk outside, shirtless, doing sit-ups.

"Loya, do you have to train this hard every day?"

"This is just the basics."

Loya wrapped his arms around his neck, used his waist to lift his body, and revealed his muscular physique with sharp, angular lines like rocks.

Standing guard is too boring; I have to find something to do.

Kaya looked on with envy and a touch of melancholy: "Loya, I also wish I could be like you, able to freely sweat it out."

"That's no easy task."

Loya stretched out his legs and fell vertically from the tree. When he landed, he pushed off the ground with his hands and easily sprang to his feet.

He turned to face Kaya, a broad smile spreading across his face.

"Want to sweat?"

"Um."

Kaya nodded vigorously.

She wanted to run, to jump and play happily like a normal person, but her body wouldn't allow her to do so.

A hand was stretched out in front of me.

"Then I'll teach you to dance!"

"Huh?"

Kaya's eyes widened.

Dance?

"Loya, you can dance?"

"Of course, I'm a dance expert!"

Loya boasted without batting an eye that he had practiced dancing for a few months and, although not as good as Fombidi, could still teach a novice without any problem.

Kaya hesitated and felt a little flustered.

She can't do it.

"But I..."

"bring it on."

Before Kaya could back down, Loya grabbed her small hand and pulled her out of the window with a little force.

Gently placing Kaya on the grass, Loya took her hands from behind and guided her movements.

"Follow my orders."

"Ah, okay."

Kaya's cheeks flushed, and her heart seemed to be pounding. She had a feeling that she had secretly done something terrible behind her parents' backs.

I'm so happy.

"Hey, Loya, can you still teach me to dance tomorrow?"

"no problem."

"Oh right, when I was eating breakfast this morning, my father said he was going to take me to see a dance competition. I'm so excited! I heard it'll be really exciting."

"I'm really looking forward to it!"

With the "Funky" dance competition about to begin, the Syrup family's travel itinerary has finally been finalized.

First stop, Glass Pearl Island!

Go watch the dance competition and experience the most popular frontline elements in the East China Sea.

Three days later, at the port of Glass Pearl Island.

"It's been a long time since I've been here."

Finch wore a fitted light blue striped suit, his hair was neatly combed, and he wore large pink sunglasses. His leather shoes were also polished to a shine.

Even on Glass Pearl Island, known for its trendy atmosphere, this elegant outfit attracted the attention of many girls.

"Alright, go register!"

Finbdi's gaze was grave.

Glass Pearl Island is not under the jurisdiction of Branch 153, so he and Loya will not receive branch support for this mission.

To continue their plans, they must seize their target.

First, you must win the dance competition!

"The championship is mine!"

Finnbudy clenched his fist. He would not give up the championship to anyone. Finnbudy had a dream: to become a superstar in the "dance world"!

On the other side of the port.

Zango stood on tiptoe, abandoning his usual white t-shirt and black jacket look for a flashy plaid shirt, and even changed his sunglasses to triangular ones.

Transformation complete!

"I want to win the championship and become a superstar in the dance world!"

Having arrived at the forefront of fashion, the reconnaissance mission was immediately forgotten, and Zango now had only one thought in his mind.

Go participate in the dance competition!

He was born to dance!

Just as the two entered the island, the Sirob family's boat slowly docked.

"How lively!"

Kaya and her parents disembarked from the boat, their hearts pounding with excitement as they looked at the brightly lit town and the bustling crowds around them.

This was a sight she had never seen before, as if she had entered another world, where everything was so novel.

Mr. Sirob instructed, "Loya, we still have some work matters to attend to, so please take care of Koya in your care."

"Don't worry, Mr. Sirob, I will protect Miss Kaya's safety!"

Loya adjusted his cowboy hat, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Mr. Zango, who loves to dance, should be here by now, right?

(End of this chapter)