With warm clothes, Kuro raised the Lion Head Island, then flew away, and flew in the direction he remembered before.

After flying for a while, Kuro discovered the destination, a huge mountainous island that covered almost half of the island.

On this island, there is a huge town connected from the port to the center of the island.

Kuro looked in the sky for a while and then descended.

The stormy weather just blocked the sight of others.

Kuro landed in a corner of the port town and walked out of the corner.

In the rainy days, there were few people on the streets. Some people hurried past in hooded cloaks. All the houses around were low bungalows. Many houses had only been simply repaired, and they looked very poor at first glance.

But the strange thing is that the streets in this place are very clean.

"First ask where this is."

Curlo took a step forward and was about to walk out of the alley, but at this moment, one hand grabbed his ankle.

"Um?"

He turned his eyes and saw a hunched man who was almost lying on the ground under the heavy rain in the corner. He didn't know where the strength came from. The man's thin hand grabbed his ankles tightly, raised his head like a skeleton's head, full of desire.

"Brother, please give me some rewards. I haven't eaten for three days."

Kuro glanced at him, stretched out his palm, and inexplicably, a piece of fur of very good texture fell under the heavy rain.

He stretched out his hand and was everything under the fur, splitting the fur out in pieces and floating to the man.

"I don't have money. My pockets are cleaner than my face. I never bring money when I go out. The fur looks pretty good. You can exchange it for money."

Kuro moved his foot and pulled the man's hand away.

"Do you have food? Food is OK, I don't want money." The man begged.

Kuro frowned: "Everyone said I have no money, I have hands and feet, can't I even take it and replace it?"

"Do you want me out? You bad guy, I will never go out!"

The beggar gritted his teeth, and he didn't know where the strength came from, but he didn't pick up the fur. He hit Kuro, then ran into the corner, and disappeared soon.

In the heavy rain, only his voice was left.

"I won't go out, I won't be taken away by them..."

"This person..."

Kuro was stunned for a moment, raised his hand to float the fur on the ground and grabbed it, "Is there anything wrong with it?"

He shook his head and walked out of the alley.

Outside the street is the port.

After Kuro left the alley, he turned his eyes and narrowed his eyes slightly.

There are many ships staying in the harbor.

But these ships are basically pirate ships, with strange signs mixed in, like merchant ships, but they don't look like serious business.

"Pirate Town? Don't be so hunched..."

Kuro touched his chin and glanced at his fur coat. Well, there is no naval uniform now. Logically speaking, there will not be so many people who know him, especially on this rainy day.

"in case..."

Kuro had five fingers and several wrecked wooden boards fell from the sky. The board was broken down in the rainstorm to form a hat skeleton. Kuro covered the fur upwards. Under the control of his ability, the fur was tightly bonded to the skeleton, forming a round fur round hat that fell on his head. The brim of the hat was slightly lowered, covering his upper half of his face.

Kuro nodded, his hand was about to insert his pocket, but he found that there were no pockets on the fur coat. He thought about it, snapped his fingers, and the fur coat was sunk inward on both sides of his waist, forming two pockets, allowing him to insert his hands into it.

"OK, get it done."

After doing this, Kuro put his pocket in one hand and grabbed the fur in the other, and went to the street.

Seeing, hearing, color, and covering the entire island at this moment.

As usual, let’s see if there are any strong people first.

But at the moment when the eyes and colors spread, Kuro frowned and found that things were not simple.

"This emotion..."

Numbness, anger, resentment, fear, worry... all of these negative emotions are within his senses.

This is basically the same mood throughout the town.

In a few places, there are emotions such as happiness and greed.

Completely polarized.

Kuro turned his head and saw that the windows of several bungalows in front of him had obviously opened a crack. Under his eyes, the windows were directly pulled, and some sounds could be heard inside.

"Shh, he found us, hid, he couldn't see us, he would be taken away."

"Mom, I'm afraid..."

"Not afraid or not, mom is here, you will definitely be fine."

"God, save us..."

The sound came into Kuro's ears from several bungalows. He looked at the closed windows, thinking.

"Go and have a look first..."

He walked towards the only place nearby that exuded greed and joy. Under the sensation of the colors of seeing and hearing, the most people gathered there.

It was a tavern with a wine glass sign in front of the ragged wooden door. The door was closed, but a noisy sound came from the ragged hole.

With a squeak, Kuro opened the door. The scene inside was a group of guys with strong bodies or fierce expressions, either with knives or guns on their waists.

Seeing someone pushing the door in, some people looked at him, just glanced at him, and didn't care.

It seems to be commonplace for this.

Some people looked up and down with scrutiny eyes.

This group of people dressed up in a wild outfit differently from the pirates. They were dressed up quite well, especially those who looked like leaders, who were basically wearing formal clothes.

Kuro is very familiar with this kind of person and killed a lot of them in Shambo at that time.

The illegal businessmen, and most of them, are human traffickers.

They were looking at Kuro, and Kuro also looked at them. After a look, he walked to the bar, placed the fur on the table, and said to the strong and fat man in the bar, "Luojia, how much does this thing cost?"

This type of tavern can generally serve as a pawn shop, including the head of a pirate with a reward.

The bar owner glanced at Kuro again, glanced at Qiu Shui on his waist, and then picked up the fur. As soon as he touched it, his eyes fluctuated a little, obviously a little excited.

"Hundreds of thousands of Baileys."

He forced himself to calm down, and put down his fur lightly, and said disgusted: "I can just take it here, but other places will be more ruthless."

"Forget it, it doesn't matter. Change it for me, come and have a meal and drink. Please tell me where it is."

Kuro knew at a glance that this person was deliberately suppressing the price and was very ruthless, but he didn't care about this, he just suppressed it. He didn't care much about money or something, and he owned Pegasus Island.

"Okay, I'll collect it first..."

“Hey hey hey hey!”

Just as the bar owner picked up the fur and showed joy on his face, a frivolous voice sounded next to him.

An illegal businessman came over with his younger brothers and said, "That's the fur of the 'Winged Lion'. I just want to collect it for 100,000 Bailey. Dick, is it really good for you to do this?"

"Angus..." The bar owner's expression changed.

The man named Angus approached and snatched the fur from Boss Dick's hand, saying, "This kind of wool is well preserved and the craftsmanship is also good, worth at least five million Baileys. I said this guy is worse than..."

"You want to buy it?" Kuro looked over.

"No, I mean..."

He quickly took out the gun from his waist, pointed at Kuro, and said with a grim smile: "How about giving it to me."
Chapter completed!