The sallow and skinny sailors had steel claws in their hands, hooked them on the railing of Big Top, and then pulled Big Top over with force.
"What do you want to do!"
Cabaji snorted gloomily, holding the handle of Sakura Blizzard in his right hand. He jumped onto the ship's railing in an instant, and ran in a straight line along the ship's railing with agile footwork, turning into an afterimage. In an instant, a delicate white light lit up on the sea between the two ships, and a dozen steel chains were cut off and fell towards the sea.
Cabaji then jumped off the ship's rail and sheathed the knife.
All the sailors on the shabby ship were stunned, looking at Hook Claw with dull eyes. With the withered face and skinny figure, they looked quite funny.
"You are too impatient, Cabaji..."
Buggy said, "But it doesn't matter. If they don't come, we still have to go there. Mohji, keep moving closer over there."
"Got it!"
When there was only ten meters left between Big Top and the ship, Buggy stepped on the deck and instantly, like a roc spreading its wings, crossed the sea and landed directly on the other ship.
He looked left and right, and immediately dodged to avoid the attack of a sailor who was rushing towards him. Then he stretched out his right hand and grabbed the man's neck like Inazuma, and raised him high. Then he looked at the other person and murmured in a low voice, "This should be a human being, not some strange species, right?"
The sailor who was pinched by Buggy made a very uncomfortable sound like a duck, but after struggling for a while, he no longer had the strength to resist.
"Is there anyone in charge?" Buggy threw the sailor in his hand to the ground and glanced around at the sailors who were surrounding him with crude weapons in their hands. "Can you talk?"
The group of sailors had no response. Suddenly they heard someone cough slightly, and the surrounding sailors immediately swarmed forward with inferior weapons in their hands. However, in the next blink of an eye, they all flew backwards, hit the railings, or fell on the deck, wailing in pain.
Buggy flexed his muscles a little and looked at the place where the cough just came from, "I'm just here to ask for directions and what happened. It doesn't seem very friendly to be so specific..."
The sound of coughing just now came from the upper deck. A man with a gold prosthetic eye in his left eye and a very haggard face was originally lying there to observe the battle. After noticing Buggy's gaze, he stood up and limped to escape into the cabin.
With a cunning flash in Buggy's eyes, he jumped to the upper deck and walked towards the man with the prosthetic eyes who was found. His right hand instantly separated and went to the man's feet. The latter suddenly fell to the ground in a panic, and then his body was lifted upside down in the air by Buggy's hands.
"Who are you? Mad Bull Pirates, Sith Pirates, Scissorhands Pirates..." After the man with golden prosthetic eyes reported the names of more than a dozen pirate groups in a row, he looked at Buggy in horror, "Which pirate group are you? Why have I never seen you before!!"
"It seems that you are very familiar with this area. You should be the talker on this ship, right?"
Buggy narrowed his eyes slightly, "Of course, you can choose not to say it, but I will not ensure that you will lose a leg or a hand later..."
Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the man with the prosthetic eyes. He suddenly sighed dejectedly, hung his head and said honestly, "I will tell you..."
"Let's talk later." Buggy interrupted the man with the prosthetic eyes and shouted at Big Top, "Mohji, catch it!"
After saying that, he threw the man with the prosthetic eyes hard without any scruples, and when the latter roared in fear Vice Admiral, he threw it towards Big Top.
After doing this, Buggy continued to walk into the cabin. As soon as he opened the cabin door of the ship, an unpleasant stench wafted out.
"No wonder they all ran to the deck..."
Buggy looked back at the sailors who were still lying listlessly and unwilling to resist, then covered their noses and walked towards the cabin.
The cabin was very dark. There were several motionless people lying in the corridor. It was unclear whether they were dead, and the salty smell like sweat came from their bodies. Buggy covered his nose and walked around them. He opened the rooms in the cabin one by one. No gold or silver treasure was found inside, not even food or drink. He only saw a few very finely drawn nautical charts hanging on the wall.
After Buggy tore down all these charts, he quickly walked out of the cabin, took a deep breath in the air that smelled many times fresher outside, and glanced at the still half-dead sailors on the deck, then jumped up and returned to Big Top.
The man with the prosthetic eyes was tied up tightly at the moment. Shuma was sharpening his kitchen knife with a whetstone, making a "sizzling" sound. From time to time, he turned back and looked at the man with the prosthetic eyes with an exaggerated and ferocious expression, as if he wanted to eat people, and deliberately murmured, "Head, neck, elbows, breast meat, thighs, calves..."
Shuma said, his eyes suddenly widened and he looked at the lower body of the man with the prosthetic eyes. The latter quickly clamped his legs in panic.
And Lilina was snickering on the sidelines... It seemed like it was this guy's idea again...
When Buggy came over, the man with the prosthetic eyes begged loudly, "Captain! I will tell you, please let me go!"
Buggy walked over and looked at the man with the prosthetic eyes. "Then it depends on whether your attitude can save your life. Tell me, what happened ahead? What happened to your ship?"
The man with artificial eyes sighed, "I am treasure map hunter Hildo..."
"Wait a minute." Buggy interrupted him, "I've never heard of a treasure map hunter."
"On this sea, countless pirates spend their lives grabbing treasures. They will hide the wealth on some island and draw treasure maps, and then retrieve the treasures to enjoy when they are old. However, there are also many pirates who were arrested by the navy while they were still wandering on the sea, imprisoned in prison, or died in the fight. Their lives, and the treasure maps that condensed their lifetime treasures will naturally be left behind. We treasure map hunters will look for and collect the treasure maps left by the pirates in the past. However, after we get the treasure map, we will not look for these treasures, but will sell the collected treasure maps to the pirates at appropriate prices..."
Listening to Hildo's words, Buggy understood and smiled, "It's really a good business. No matter whether the treasure map you find is true or false, as long as you sell it, you can get considerable profits, right?"
"But we also have to bear a lot of risks. We not only search for the wealth left by the dead pirates in the past, but sometimes also steal treasure maps from the hands of the most vicious pirates and salvage treasures from sunken ships on the seabed. When making transactions, we must also identify whether the seller is someone we have stolen before. Of course, we will make sufficient intelligence preparations before taking action..."
"Then what happened to your ship? Is it caused by the current and weather in front?"
"No, we encountered a pirate group..."
Hildo lowered his head when he heard the question, "Although they let us go, they took away all the food and fresh water on our ship, and also destroyed our Log Pose. We have been wandering on this sea for seven days..."