Pirates: Davy Jones is the captain of the Dread Ghost

Chapter 55 Smoker and Tina’s Determination

After a boring and hasty meeting, Smoker originally wanted to catch up with Garp and ask for more details about the naval battles of the past few days, but when he saw Tina standing alone in the corridor, he changed his mind. Walked over.

Tina noticed someone approaching and immediately turned her head to look alertly.

She did not carry a pair of colored sunglasses with her as usual. Smoker met her eyes and noticed that her eyes were full of fear, then surprise, and he couldn't help but frown.

"what happened?"

Tina hesitated for a moment, did not speak, but took out a pack of cigarettes, shook them, took out two cigarettes, and handed one to Smoker.

Smoker took it, and he found that Tina's hands were shaking badly, as if they were in the freezing cold winter season.

He was not used to smoking cigarettes, but at this time he followed Tina and lit them with a lighter, and started puffing away in the corridor.

After a while, Tina touched her smooth forehead with her gloved left hand and said, "Tina has been having nightmares recently."

"Nightmare?" Smoker looked at her in surprise. This was an unexpected answer.

"As soon as she closes her eyes and wants to sleep, Tina can dream of Davy Jones." She is indeed much more haggard and has dark circles under her eyes. It seems that she has been suffering from insomnia recently. "Tina has already seen a psychiatrist. But it’s no use.”

Smoker lowered his head and thought for a while. His familiar friend Tina was not the kind of person who would have psychological shadow because of a tragic defeat in a battle, so the cause of this result could only be other reasons.

"It's his weird abilities." Smoker blew out a smoke ring, looked far-reachingly at the bustling streets outside, and deduced, "He planted 'fear' in your heart."

He doesn't need any evidence, just reasonable deduction, and he will conclude this.

Sometimes even if it is unreasonable, it is the truth and he will accept it.

Tina bit the cigarette with her red lips, her eyes lowered. After a long time, she stretched out her hand to take the cigarette off her lips, and crushed it against the wall, letting the smoke dissipate.

"Smog."

"what happened?"

"Tell me, could that person really be the legendary 'King of Hell' Davy Jones? Otherwise, his abilities cannot be explained at all."

legend?Smoker shook his head. Who knows what happened hundreds of years ago?
"This world is very big." He did not answer directly. "Maybe some people can have some strange abilities even if they have not eaten Devil Fruit."

"Smorg, what are you going to do?" Tina smoothed her long pink hair, "Tina knows that you won't give up."

Smoker smoked the cigarette to the end, then took it off and crushed it against the wall: "This time, although Lieutenant General Garp took all the blame, I still can't tolerate the powerlessness I showed."

"Are you going to the Great Route?"

"Of course." Smoker crossed his arms and looked into the distance, "Even if I chase them to the ends of the earth, I will catch Davy Jones and his gang and send them to Impel Down to avenge their shame!"

"The Navy Headquarters will not let you leave Rogge Town easily, let alone the punishment you carry."

"Then all I can say is, let them mind my business! Just do their job well. What kind of chaos is the 'Grand Line' in?"

Tina shook her head and sighed: "In this case, Tina will join you in hunting down Davy Jones and his gang."

Smoker looked at her suspiciously.

She pursed her lips: "The previous psychological treatment was not completely ineffective. At least the doctor told Tina that she must face the source of her fear. The more you understand it, the less fear you have of it."

"Okay." Smoker asked no more questions and nodded in agreement, "Then we will cooperate and hunt Davy Jones and his gang together."

"Yes. However, I still need to tell Lieutenant General Garp."

"Go ahead."

After a brief exchange, the two smokers decided to abandon the stable path of promotion and take a path that was completely rebellious in the eyes of the World Government and the Navy.
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At the same time, on the Grand Line.

The Terror Ghost with a black hull has obviously put away the storm and sea fog, but it still has to face quite bad weather. This is a characteristic of the great shipping route.

Sometimes it's a snowstorm, sometimes the sun is blazing in the sky, sometimes the sea is full of whirlpools, and sometimes it's calm and windless, as if you're in a windless zone.

Unpredictable and elusive.

In addition, the ordinary compass was basically useless on this route and could not determine the direction at all. The Terror Ghost had deviated from the original route and sailed into unknown waters at some point.

Fortunately, there was plenty of food on board, and everyone would not starve to death for a while. Xiaoba, who was in charge of cooking the meals, also acted quite relaxed.

After drifting aimlessly for a while, the Terror Ghost finally saw the coastline from a distance.The crew members all breathed a sigh of relief. It was not pleasant to stay on the ship all the time, especially with Captain Davy Jones standing not far away.

Now they can finally walk on solid ground, which is actually an excellent comfort to their tense spirits.

Soon, the rough coastline meandered into the outline of an island, gradually appearing in front of everyone.

It was a peculiar island. The most conspicuous thing on the island was the giant cactus that looked like a mountain and had needles on it.

Looking from a distance, you can see a large town standing with houses dotted here and there.

Davy Jones stood at the bow of the ship and watched for a while, and then made a decision immediately.

"Arrita, your mission later is to find out information about this island."

"Yes." Arrita pressed the brim of her hat, revealing the charming corners of her mouth.

"Bucky, go buy some needed materials and tools. The most important thing is to buy the 'recording pointer'."

"No problem, Captain!" Bucky touched his red nose, eager to get off the ship immediately.

"Kloe, Xiaoba, when you go shopping for food, make it as easy as possible to stock up."

"Yes."

"Okay, Captain!"

After Xiaoba agreed, he happily walked to Crowe, hugged the shoulders of the man in a suit who had cut him seriously, and said with a naive smile: "Kloe, we are working together again. .”

He thought that his relationship with Crowe was very good. After all, they had gone shopping together more than once.

But Crowe obviously didn't think so. He lowered his head, adjusted his glasses, felt the touch of Xiaoba's suction cups sticking to his clothes, and finally resisted the urge to chop Xiaoba.

The crew members all calmed down, packed their belongings, and prepared to disembark.

The Horrible Ghost sailed into a small harbor and hid behind a huge cactus. The crew stepped off the ship on the gangplank, walked into the small town, and split up.

However, there were quite a few eyes on them in the woods and on the hills.

When they moved separately, these eyes also separated and followed separately.

And a lot of scattered information has also been gathered into the center of this cactus island.

In a room in Whiskey Hill Town, the carved wooden door of the balcony was open, and the warm sunlight from outside came in. Four people were sitting around a round table.

"Another new pirate group has arrived." The young man wearing the crown was very impatient and greedy. "We haven't opened for a long time, and we can hardly sustain the livelihood of so many people."

"There's no rush." ​​The middle-aged man with a thick, curly hair that looked like a wig shook his head, "Mr.9, let's wait until we figure out the origins of this group of pirates. Miss Monday, check How's it going?"

"Miss Monday", who is tall but wearing a black and white nun's uniform, flipped through the reward notices for a while, and finally found a few and said, "Found it."

She threw the reward order on the round table for everyone to check.

Mr.9, who was wearing a crown, picked up a piece at random and saw images of the group of pirates on it, with their names and bounties written below. The piece in his hand belonged to "Iron Rod" Arrita. The bounty is 1500 million beli.

He picked up another one and looked at it. It belonged to Bucky the Clown, with a bounty of 2500 million Baileys.

"For a new pirate who has just joined the Grand Line, this bounty is quite high." Wang Guannan raised his eyebrows and the number "9" tattoo under his eyes moved as he commented, "But it should still be very high. The ones that are easy to deal with come from the East China Sea after all.”

They have been in the Grand Line for a long time, and they all know that the bounty is not entirely reflected in combat power, but is closely related to what the person being rewarded has done.

"The people below said that there are more than just these people." The nun code-named "Miss Monday" folded her hands on her chest and sat in such a casual posture that even the loose nun's robe could not hide her muscle lines.

Wang Guannan waved his hand: "It's just that a new person has joined. Mr. 8, I think we should take action immediately. If they notice something is wrong and run away early, then we can only really hunt the island whale in Twin Capes. ”

The curly-haired man codenamed "Mr. 8" held the last bounty order and frowned: "Davy Jones, the bounty is 5000 million Baileys. This bounty is very high, and I always feel like I have seen it somewhere. This name..."

"Ah!" At this time, "Miss Wednesday" who had been silent until now shook her long blue hair into a single ponytail and widened her eyes, "Newspaper!"

Under everyone's surprised gazes, the pony-tailed girl dug out all the old newspapers, and she quickly found the one she wanted.

"'The villain with the fastest rising bounty in the East China Sea is actually the legendary King of Hell in the Deep Sea?!'"

(End of this chapter)