After I retired from the navy, I became a wife lover

in a few days.

Martin took the clown Bucky and set foot in the sea area belonging to the Kingdom of Alabasta in a small boat.

Along the way, it can be said that strange things happened again and again.

First there was a tsunami, and then they were attacked by docile Neptunes, yes, they were always docile, and then they encountered two waves of pirates.

However, every time after a near miss, Martin would stare at Bucky the Clown suspiciously, wondering whether this guy was a child of luck or a child of bad luck?

And the clown Bucky was also terrified by Martin's stare, he didn't dare to fart loudly, and he steered the rudder in fear.

His back was always chilling.

After a few days.

The boat came to Albana, the capital of the Kingdom of Alabasta.

Docked at the port, the two of them got off the boat one after the other, and the port was crowded with people, full of fishmongers' shouts, and all kinds of colorful seafood products were dazzling.

The air was filled with a strong salty smell, which irritated his nose very much. Martin was in a bad mood for a while, so he quickly covered his nose, turned his head to face the clown who was hanging his head behind him, and looked like he had nothing to love. Ki said, "Get out of here quickly!"

Ten minutes later.

The two walked on the wide and clean main road of the capital, with buildings of different heights standing on both sides. Residents of the Alabasta Kingdom came and went on the road. In Martin's view, the people here were dressed in clothes from previous lives on Earth. The dress of the United Arab Emirates.

"Dad, do you want to find Crocodile?"

The clown Bucky, who was looking left and right, couldn't help asking curiously.

Martin said playfully, "Guess I'm here to find Crocodile?"

When the clown Bucky heard the words, he first frowned and began to think seriously, but soon he frowned and said, "Dad, didn't you come to find mom?"

Martin nodded: "You know he has become a woman, right?"

"Could it be that Dad wants to soak in old sand?"

Although the clown Bucky is a bit weak, he is smart enough, otherwise he would not be able to stay on the ship of One Piece until now. After hearing Martin say that Crocodile is a woman, he suddenly thought of something.

"You'll know when you get there."

Martin pursed his lips and smiled, pretending to be mysterious.

This made Bucky the clown feel even more heavy. In fact, he didn't like to fight. His only hobby was hunting for treasures.

After all, I know how much I weigh.

As for the other party, that is a famous existence.

Even though Crocodile is a woman, the reputation of Shichibukai under the king frightened him into uneasiness. He secretly glanced at Martin who was walking in front, and secretly planned in his heart: "When the time comes, when the two fight, I will take the opportunity to escape. I always feel that following this guy will be life-threatening, and what happened along the way is an ominous sign.

At present, Crocodile has come to this kingdom, but Martin knows that his real goal is to seize the ancient weapon Pluto of the Kingdom of Alabasta.

Of course, if you want to obtain this weapon, you must first decipher the historical inscriptions engraved on the stone tablet in the kingdom's underground burial hall.

Therefore, the spearhead fell on Nicole Robin immediately.

Only the scholars of Auraha can interpret it.

The only thing that makes Martin worry now is that the Alabasta Kingdom is so big, and the exact location is even more unknown. Finding it is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

Think for a while.

In order not to expose his identity as the new Four Emperors.

Martin decided to find the local dark forces first, and planned to ask these local snakes for help.

"Bucky."

Martin waved at the clown.

"What's the matter with Dad?"

The clown Bucky stepped forward and asked anxiously.

"I've given you a mission to find out where the dark forces are here. Also, don't think about taking the opportunity to escape. You should be very clear about the consequences."

Martin looked at him with a half-smile and said ambiguous words.

The clown Bucky trembled when he heard the words. He wanted to run away, but he was afraid that Martin would catch him before he left the country.

Therefore, he still felt that it would be safest to escape when the two were fighting.

"I'll wait for you in front."

Martin pointed to a bar not far ahead, and walked over directly after speaking. As for whether the other party would run away, he was not worried at all.

If this guy is smart enough to know that the consequence of escaping now is death.

Why not compromise for the time being and wait for a better opportunity.

The clown Bucky looked at Martin's back, curled his lips, and then, looking around, he couldn't help complaining in his heart: "Hmph, damn it, just wait, Uncle Bucky will definitely take revenge on me."

Next, the two parted ways.

Bucky the Clown is like a headless chicken, wandering the streets looking for bad guys who look like punks.

And Martin came to the front of the bar.

creak!

Pushing open the fan-shaped wooden door, he walked in directly.

swish swish swish

Suddenly, his unexpected guest attracted the attention of everyone present in the bar.

Martin stood at the door, and glanced at these people. All of them had ferocious faces, and they all stared at him with a pair of cold eyes. They did not look like good people.

Martin couldn't help thinking, "I don't make mistakes."

Look at these people again, not to mention that there is such a possibility.

“Welcome to the badguy bar!”

Suddenly, a deep voice came from the bar counter.

Martin followed the prestige and saw a little old man with a mustache and a pair of gold earrings on his right ear. He was wiping the wine glass with a white towel.

Doesn't badguy mean bad guy.

Dare to feel that this is really a bar where bad guys gather.

Martin smiled inwardly, turning a deaf ear to the gazes of other people around him, and came to the bar calmly.

"Looking at the clothes the guest is wearing, he probably isn't from Alabasta!"

The little old man with mustache spoke again.

"That's right, I just arrived in this city and I recommend a good wine that you sell here."

Martin replied with a half-smile.

"Okay, just a moment."

The little old man with a mustache put the polished wine glass aside, turned around and began to make fine wine for him.

Not long after, a glass of red and black wine appeared in front of him.

"This wine is called Black Heart, and it's my signature here. You should try it."

The little old man with the mustache introduced it tepidly.

Martin nodded, then picked up the cup of black heart, took a sip of his mouth, and said: "The taste is not bad, by the way, may I ask, are you here a stronghold of dark forces?"

As soon as the words came out.

Everyone in the bar cast cold, sharp gazes.

Following Martin's question, there was a sudden silence.

Gives a very weird impression.

The little old man with mustache had a gloomy and cold expression, and then the corners of his mouth rose slightly, with a meaningful icy smile on his face, and he stared quietly at Martin, who was tasting the wine.

"Boy, are you drunk? Starting to make you talk nonsense?"

At this moment, he no longer looked like a bar owner, but more like a wolf with fierce eyes, baring his fangs, staring excitedly at his prey.

"I just want to inquire about the gang power here. You all look like bad guys. If you are really not, then I can apologize."

Holding the black-red wine in his hand, Martin took another sip, smacked his mouth, and then explained to the little old man with a mustache.

"oh?"

The little old man with mustache suddenly grinned, and said in a cold voice, "Then what if we are that? Kid, would you do this?"

As soon as these words came out, all the people around showed malicious expressions and sneered again and again.

Snapped!

Martin put the finished wine glass on the table in front of him, his taste buds still had endless aftertaste, and he did not forget to praise: "I have to admit, the glass of wine you made is really delicious, it suits my taste, by the way, What did you say?"

boom!

Brat, who gave you the guts to ignore my crotch-opening DuPont warning?

Hearing this, the little old man with a mustache burst into anger, King Kong glared, and slapped the table heavily with his hand, staring at Martin fiercely. If eyes could kill, Martin would have died countless times.

On the contrary, Martin looked at him with a strange expression on his face: "Then what, may I ask, do you mean what I understand when you say crotch opening?"

Open the crotch?

How come there is such a vulgar nickname, if I call it out, will the audit not give me 404?

It might as well be called the Ripper.

"Damn guy, I'm in the Kingdom of Alabasta. I'm the crotch-opener Du Pont who has made countless bad guys fear. I'm also the boss of the crotch-opening club. How can you humiliate me?"

The little old man with mustache pressed his hands on the table, his face flushed, the veins on his forehead popped out, and he growled at Martin, saliva splashing on his face continuously.

Martin quickly leaned back, and said with a serious expression: "That means, you are really gangsters?"

certainly.

The little old man with the mustache promised, took out a pistol from under the counter with a sneer, pointed the cold and dark muzzle at Martin, and continued domineeringly: "

"So, boy, tell me obediently, what is the purpose of your coming here, if you let me know that you are lying, chatter..."

However, what made him unbelievable was.

Faced with the threat of muskets, Martin can still laugh.

There was no panic on his face, but he said leisurely with great joy: "It seems that I was lucky, I found you easily."

Without Bucky, his luck really got worse, any bar would be a black bar.

Otherwise, I wouldn't walk into a bar casually, and sure enough, it's full of bad guys.

The little old man with the mustache was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that the kid in front of him was being pointed at with a gun by him, and he dared to be so arrogant.

Suddenly, a hint of ruthlessness flashed across his face, and his tone was displeased: "Little bastard, I think you won't cry when you see the coffin, that's fine, I'll make a hole in your forehead right now."

boom!

A gunshot shook the bar, and a blazing flame shot out from the cold and dark muzzle of the gun, accompanied by a bullet flying out.

The old man with mustache smiled triumphantly.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, he saw the other party suddenly reach out and pinch a bullet in his hand.

The unbelievable scene shocked the little old man with mustache and frightened him so much that he stammered: "You, you, you are..."

"That's right, as you guessed, I'm actually very powerful."

Martin smiled grimly at him.

Gudong!

At this moment, not only the little old man with the mustache was afraid, but the other members of the open crotch club in the bar also showed fearful eyes on Martin, as if the person sitting in front of them was not a human being, but a demon from hell, which made each of them feel deeply fear.

"Don't be afraid. Next, I will treat you very gently."

Suddenly, Martin turned around, his deep eyes scanned the bar crowd, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he smiled evilly.

When seeing this smile, everyone present was terrified and their chrysanthemums tightened.

"Mom!"

"I seem to have seen it somewhere?"

There was even a burly man screaming out in fear.

next.

There was a sound of ping-pong-pong in the bar.

ah!

Whoops~!

"It hurts so much, please take it easy!"

"Oh my god, my waist and both legs are broken!"

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh

As soon as the distressed screams came out from the bar, the passers-by were instantly frightened. They stopped and stood, all showing suspicious and puzzled eyes, curious about what was going on inside? How could it be so intense?

Five minutes later.

Martin sat boldly on the bar counter of the bar, looking down sharply at the members of the Kaidang Club who were kneeling below. The little old man with a mustache kneeling in the middle was already bruised and swollen, and his face was unrecognizable. He kept rubbing his buttocks with his hands. It was so ruthless that the chrysanthemum almost burst.

"My lord, we were wrong, please forgive me and forgive us!"

Enduring the pain, he hurriedly begged for mercy.

Martin looked at him and said coldly, "If you want to live, answer my questions obediently."

"Yes, my lord, just ask, the little old man will know everything."

When the little old man with the mustache and the others heard this, they were overjoyed and nodded their heads.

"How many gangs are there in this city?"

Martin asked.

"Three."

The little old man with the mustache hurriedly told the truth about the other two gangsters.

They are the Black Tiger Gang and the Crocodile Gang.

...

And at the same time.

Crocodile, who was wearing a black fur coat and combed her hair back, had a cigarette dangling from her mouth, but no matter how indifferent she was, her graceful figure was still enough to make any man salivate.

After becoming a woman, she has less power and less oppression.

But she became better at using her brain.

At present, Crocodile has found the relevant information of Pluto, so he specially persuaded Robin to come to decipher the ancient documents.

Although this also has Robin's own meaning.

Crocodile has a dream, that is to become a strong man, stand on top of the world, and become the contemporary king.

It's all about getting Pluto!

Yes, whoever can obtain Pluto will be qualified to fight for world hegemony, and even become One Piece.

So what if Martin is the Four Emperors?

I bombarded him with a cannonball from Pluto!