I'm at the top of One Piece

As he spoke, he took out another five-hundred-yuan coin from his pocket. With a "clink," the coin tumbled in the air and bounced into his arms.

The boss hesitated for a moment, but out of respect for Pele, he simply said:

"The Ishu family's business is very prosperous; their business is very large. Someone like you, a lone outsider, is a different story."

At this point, he seemed to be considering something, and stopped speaking, looking somewhat annoyed, he said, "Get out of here and stop interfering with my business."

As he spoke, he tossed the coin in his hand over, which Mercer caught deftly. The coin rolled a few times between his fingers before being flicked back to the shopkeeper.

Mercer smiled and waved his hand. "I appreciate your kindness. Bye-bye, you kind-hearted, foul-mouthed boss."

Although only half of the sentence was spoken, Mercer understood the meaning; it was nothing more than a business of trafficking foreign people.

Mercer turned and left, ignoring the shopkeeper's flushed face. She ate her apple, glanced at the five apples remaining in the bag, and a slight smile played on her lips.

"It seems that not all the people here are cold-hearted. That makes sense; it would be unfair to condemn them all."

Mercer continued strolling down the street, walking slowly among the crowds, when suddenly he noticed something interesting.

Not far away, a boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old brushed past an adult man. Mercer clearly saw a wicked little hand reach into the man's pocket and deftly pull out a wallet.

And after the boy and the adult man passed each other, another boy passed the boy who stole the wallet, and the boy who stole the wallet quickly handed the wallet over to the other boy.

"A gang?"

Moses found it amusing, so he followed the boy who eventually got the wallet, trailing him through the streets and alleys, keeping a distance behind him.

During that time, I watched him buy a large bag of baguettes at an old bakery and cover them with his loose-fitting clothes.

Half an hour later, in a gradually desolate and dilapidated cluster of buildings, Moses saw the boy finally slip into a partially collapsed, somewhat secluded courtyard.

With his breath rising and falling, Mercer entered a state of oneness with nature, adjusting his breathing frequency to match the surrounding environment.

They came closer.

Moses heard the subtle, murmured words.

"Brother Will, you're back! How was it? Did you get anything? Yay! More baguettes to eat!"

"Brother Will, you're amazing!"

"Will, where's Manny? Didn't he come back with you?"

"He's still looking for outsiders. You all need to be careful these next few days. There have been quite a few gang fights between outsiders lately, so be careful."

Okay, go boil some water; we'll make bread porridge later.

"By the way, Will, what did that little girl you met say? Did she agree to join us?"

"Uh, he still doesn't want to. That guy is relying on his ability to use sorcery to refuse to join us."

I offered her the leadership role, but she refused and even made some sarcastic remarks.

"She's really awful, that monster brat. You gave her food just now."

"Who can argue with that?"

"Vell, what do you think? Should we sell her information to the people at the Ishu Merchant Guild? Would we be able to get some reward money that way?"

She's from out of town, not one of us.

"Shut up, Ban. Don't talk about this anymore. We may be thieves, but we don't do such disgusting things."

"If any of you dare to do it, don't blame me for turning my back on you."

Mercer listened to the conversation coming from inside from the corner outside the wall, feeling both curious and surprised. She was curious about the woman they were talking about who could use sorcery, and surprised by the resolve of the boy named Will.

Thinking of this, Mercer walked to the entrance, bent down and squeezed in. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw five teenagers, the oldest of whom was Will, who had taken the wallet, and four others, two boys and two girls, who were all a little younger, about twelve or thirteen years old.

Upon seeing Mercer, the five people inside froze. At this moment, the boy named Will stepped forward, frowning, and said:

"Kid, who are you? How did you get here?"

A slightly older boy with a bowl cut spoke up with a fierce expression: "Kid, hurry up and say it, or I'll beat you up."

"Brother Ban, don't scare him, let me do it."

A little girl with purple hair walked forward, smiling at Moses and saying:

"Little brother, what's your name? My name is Jiada. Can you tell me how you got here?"

Moses ignored her and looked at Will with interest. "Could you tell me where that little girl who can use sorcery is? I'm quite interested."

Jada looked unhappy and puffed out her cheeks. At this moment, Aban saw this and his eyes flashed with anger. "Kid, Jada is talking to you. Are you deaf?"

As he spoke, he walked over and reached out with his right hand to grab at Moses's head.

Just then, an arm reached out and grabbed Aban's right hand. Aban looked at it angrily and asked, "Will, what do you mean by this?"

Moses took a step back, watching the scene with amusement. Internal strife?

Will released Aban's arm and said expressionlessly, "I don't remember ever teaching you that, Aban. Bullying the weak is forbidden for us."

Seeing that Will was angry, Aban's eyes darted around and he turned his face away. "Okay, okay, I know I was wrong. Don't look at me with such a scary look, Will. I'm sorry."

Seeing this, Will's gaze softened slightly, and he turned to look at Mercer:

Can you tell me?

Mercer laughed, looking Will up and down. He had a capable air about him. "I saw it. I saw the whole thing you two did when you were stealing, and then I followed you."

"I already said that, so what about you? Where is that sorceress girl from earlier?"

Will frowned. "Can you tell me why you want to find her? Who are you?"

"Hey!" Mercer chuckled, then suddenly stepped forward and kicked him in the stomach.

"Huh?" Will was startled when he saw Mercer suddenly make a move. He felt it was so fast and clenched his right fist, swinging it out without holding back.

Bang!

A muffled thud was heard.

Will was kicked backward by Mercer and stumbled backward.

Seeing this, the remaining four people inside were all shocked. The boy named Aban reacted the fastest, suddenly picking up a brick from the ground and throwing it at Messer.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Mercer precisely reached out his right hand to catch it, then took a step forward, stood in front of Aban, and slammed a brick down on him with his right hand.

With a muffled thud, the brick shattered into three pieces on his forehead. Mercer released the brick and watched as he lay down, his eyes rolled back and blood trickling from his forehead.

Moses looked at him and curled his lip. "You're actually trying to copy me with a sneak attack? You've gone too far."

After saying that, Moses looked at Will, who was now on guard, and said with a smile:

"Can you tell me? If you do, I'll give you an opportunity, a great chance for you to live a good life in this world."

Will's expression froze for a moment, then he gritted his teeth and said:

"Tell me first why you want to see her. If you intend to harm her, then I absolutely will not tell you."

Moses laughed, his gaze towards him somewhat strange. "No, it's fine if you don't tell me. If you don't tell me, there are still them. After I take you down, I'll use you to threaten these guys, and they'll tell me."

As she spoke, Mercer gestured towards the remaining boy and two girls who looked panicked, and Will's face immediately darkened.

Moses felt that what he said was a bit too villainous, but it was also quite interesting.

She just watched him with a happy smile.

He had no choice but to say, "She's in an abandoned house near the forest on the west side of these ruins."

I've already said I don't have any money, so can you please let us go?

Upon hearing this, Moses laughed. This guy has good character, knows when to advance and retreat, isn't pedantic, and is quite talented. He was right about him.

"Thanks!" Mercer turned to leave, but after a couple of steps, he turned back to Will. "The opportunity I was talking about is over there on the west side of the port. There's a warship from the Navy Headquarters docked there. Go over there and mention Mercer's name, saying that Mercer sent you. They'll take you in."

Whether you go or not is up to you.

Bye-bye~ Good luck, you pretty good thieves.

Mercer turned and crawled out of there.

……

"It really is desolate, is it an abandoned old town?"

Mercer walked down the deserted street, a stark contrast to the bustling street not far away, overgrown with weeds.

Before long, Mercer arrived at the ruins near the forest, where there were collapsed and abandoned bungalows everywhere.

Moses jumped onto a two-meter-high rubble and looked around. He released his Observation Haki and quickly caught a glimpse of an aura.

It's not strong.

But it clearly doesn't resemble a small animal.

Mercer looked in that direction and walked over. Two minutes later, he stepped into the forest, where brightly colored flowers grew among the sparse trees.

It possesses a unique and vigorous vitality.

Walking through the flowerbeds, a few minutes later, Moses heard a somewhat cheerful voice coming from the flowerbeds ahead:

"La la la~ la la la~ The flowers smell so good, oh, so pitiful~, Peipei is so pitiful."

"Well, there's nothing to be sorry about. One day, something good will happen. Good luck, Pepe-chan!"

A childish voice chuckled and said some encouraging words, seemingly to no one in particular, as if it were just for fun. Mercer walked over.

Before her eyes was a small figure with pink pigtails, looking down at what was in front of her. Mercer asked curiously:

"Who are you? Are you talking to yourself?"

Mercer clearly saw the small figure tremble, and then she fell to the ground.

Then something surprising happened to Mercer: something like a spirit emerged from her body.

The spirit wore the same clothes as the figure on the ground, and judging from its face, it looked like a little girl of about seven or eight years old, floating on the flowers and plants.

The spirit girl, with one hand on her hip and the other pointing at Moses, tilted her head and looked at him with a puzzled expression, asking:

"Who are you? Are you here to see me?"

"Hmm, I heard there's a strange little girl here who can use magic, and I was curious, so I came to look for her. You're the one, aren't you?"

Tilting her head, the spirit girl's eyes darted around, and her right hand suddenly shot out towards Mercer.

at this time,