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

Chapter 72 I will not allow anyone to be more arrogant than me

Eastern street of Rogge town.

Loya walked in the middle of the street, attracting the attention of many residents. But strangely, the people around him did not look at him with awe; instead, some looked at him with disgust.

Because this is the territory of the Barto Club, the largest gang in Loguetown, a lawless zone that even the Navy cannot easily set foot in.

The local people trust the Barto Club more than the incompetent navy, even though they have to pay protection money, because the Barto Club will protect them.

"Oh, a unfamiliar face!"

Two flashy young men stopped Loya, staring and clicking their tongues with roguish expressions, trying to make themselves look even more intimidating.

"Navy, you are not welcome here!"

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Loya sized up the two of them.

Very young, at most sixteen or seventeen years old.

Tattoos, perm, nose ring, and clothes with messy cuts—it's a classic "Shamate" retro style that evokes a sense of nostalgia for bygone times.

According to intelligence from the branch, the members of the Barto Club are mostly young men with a flamboyant and unconventional style, and they are generally under 20 years old.

In the underground world where seniority is highly valued, it is quite rare for such a young group to be able to grow so powerful.

Loya picked up the food gift box in her hand and explained with a smile, "I'm sorry for coming without permission, but I mean no harm. I'm here to visit Granny Nuomi. Could you show me the way?"

According to intelligence gathered by the branch, several core members of the Barto Club, including Bartolomeo, were all orphans.

Grandma Nuomi adopted them and raised them. For all members of the Barto Club, Grandma Nuomi's words were the Bible that had to be obeyed.

"Visiting Granny Sticky Rice?"

The two thugs stared at each other, dumbfounded for a while, then immediately scratched their heads and grinned.

"Oh, you should have said so earlier!"

"Come, come, Grandma Nuomi lives in the countryside outside the town."

"Let me tell you, your mother-in-law is very strict. When you see her later, you must listen to her, understand?"

The two chatted happily as they led the way for Loya.

Since they've come to visit their mother-in-law, and judging by their appearance, they've brought valuable gifts, of course we should treat them warmly.

We can't let the Navy lads underestimate the Barto Club!

"Um???"

Loya followed, somewhat bewildered.

Normally, one should be wary of him at this point, right? He's ready to use force, but why are these two energetic young men so enthusiastic?

Could it be a trap?!

Soon, Loya followed the two to Granny Nuomi's house and saw Granny Nuomi sitting in the yard, sunbathing and sleeping.

The two happily said goodbye to Loya.

"That's great, my mother-in-law is home."

"Hey navy buddy, we'll head back now!"

"Wishing you and your mother-in-law a pleasant relationship!"

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

Okay, he's 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 in 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 gang do something bad?"

Grandma Nuomi was a little nervous.

"It's 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 boss, they were all good-for-nothing thugs 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 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!"

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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."

"Thanks."

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, saying we'd face the consequences if we didn't go!"

"Hehehe, how arrogant!"

"Boss, are we going?"

"Fool, of course you have to go!"

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

"Crack!"

The wine glass shattered!

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

(End of this chapter)