The Chambord Islands, a peculiar island.

Beneath the surface of prosperity and luxury lies the darkness of madness.

Human trafficking shops, human auctions, illegal zones, etc., are all criminals' paradises, which are mixed and disgusting.

"Quack."

At the mouth of the coast, a man and a duck stepped on this island, and Donald Duck looked at the bubbles rising from the ground, and his big round and clear eyes were full of joy.

"Is this the Chambord Islands?"

Foxy smoked a cigarette and looked at the island, and the view before him was as dizzying as if it were in a dream.

"Go take a gamble."

With a slight struggle in his eyes, Foxy spat out a smoke ring and motioned for Donald Duck to follow, and then the man and the duck disappeared into the jungle.

Half a year, it has been half a year since he left Falksey on Bateslila Island to meet Tiger, and then deliberately befriended and destroyed the slave catcher.

In the past six months, one person, one fish, and one duck have gone to the fire in the wind, and I don't know how many slave hunters have been destroyed, how many slaves have been saved, plus robbing the rich and helping the poor, resulting in the reputation of the three Foxy is now widespread.

But it's only in a small range, but it can't stand up to pass on ten or ten, and many of the freed slaves are grateful to the three of Foxy, and those poor people are eager to offer the three of Foxy.

Although the fame that Faulksie wanted was there, trouble followed.

Because it shakes the interests of the majority, the three Foxy are now being bountied by the underworld.

Tiger was offered a bounty of 360 million, Foxey 230 million, and even Donald Duck had a bounty of 80 million.

In the past six months, the three of them have experienced a lot of hunts, including pirates, bounty hunters, underworld killers, and even people from the BIG MOM Pirates, and even Doflamingo.

After half a year of fighting side by side, Tiger now regards Foxy as a best friend in life and death.

At the same time, after half a year of fleeing and fighting, Faulksie is more mature than before, and he is relatively haggard.

The only thing that Fauxey regrets is that his life has not yet awakened.

However, there is a hint of seeing and hearing color, and it is precisely because of this that Foksy said goodbye to Tiger, he plans to precipitate the impetuousness of the past half a year, and practice well to see if he can awaken the ability to see and hear in one fell swoop.

To this day, Foxy still remembers Tiger's expression when they parted, it was a kind of reluctance.

Faulsey's initial goal was to gain Tiger's trust, but he could have left two months ago, but it has been delayed until now.

In the end, Foxey gritted his teeth and separated, because he knew what he wanted, although he also liked this kind of life of killing people and setting fire to the gold belt, robbing the rich and helping the poor, but for the sake of the future, he couldn't indulge in it.

The Chambord Islands, 1 to 29, are an outlawed land.

Walking down the street, a trace of white mist spat out of Faulksey's mouth, and Donald Duck followed him and looked around.

Surrounded by some uneasy looking guys, ruffians, pirates, all with weapons on their shoulders, fierce and vicious.

"I think it's in the lawless zone, it should be in this area."

Faulksey looked around.

This time he was going to take a risk and negotiate another deal.

"Forget it, find someone to ask!"

Foxy flicked his cigarette ash and stopped a strong man who was not easy to provoke.

"What are you doing, little ghost?"

The body of more than three meters tall stood in front of Foxy, and even the sunlight was blocked.

"Excuse me, where is Xia Qi's rip-off BAR?"

"What? Are you looking for that black shop? The strong man subconsciously exhaled, and then put away his expression and spread his hand to Foxie, the meaning could not be clearer.

"Give it to him."

Foxy motioned for Donald Duck to give some money.

After snorting two strings of snot, Donald Duck took out a piece of gold from the backpack around his neck, which was worth more than 100,000 Baileys to say the least.

Condescendingly, the strong man clearly saw the wealth in the backpack, and in addition to gold, there were also valuable things such as diamonds.

At the same time, when the people around saw Donald Duck take out a piece of gold, coupled with the bulging appearance, they all began to surround him with greed.

This is an illegal area, and killing, injuring and looting are common.

"Imp, give me this backpack and I'll keep you safe."

The strong man did not hide his greed at all.

"The money is given to you, tell me the address."

Ignoring the fierce eyes around him, Foxy calmly spat out the smoke ring.

"That's not enough."

Throwing away the gold in his hand, the strong man was cruel with ill intentions.

"Trouble."

Foxie's eyes were cold, his right foot kicked casually, and with the blooming blood and screams, the strong man's feet separated from his knees, and he suddenly lay on the ground crying.

The green meadow was dyed red, and the two broken legs were rolling to the side, dripping with blood.

Foxy suddenly made a move to make the surrounding thugs beat, what happened just now, how could his legs be broken in the blink of an eye, just like cutting off with a sharp weapon.

"Don't mind telling me now!"

With a foot on the strong man's head, Foxy leaned down and his eyes were full of playfulness.

"I said, I said, in Area 13."

Because the pain caused the strong man's face to distort, he knew that he had hit a stubble.

"Next time, I'll have a bright spot."

Pulling away, Foxy looked up at the markings on the mangroves around him, and walked towards Area 13.

"Quack, someone is following us."

Leaving the street and into a forest, Donald Duck shook his plush ass and turned his head to look at Foxie.

"Follow it, follow it."

Throwing away the cigarette butt, Foxy walked like a ruffian with his hands in his pockets.

Seeing and hearing the color just by sweeping the whole situation, it is all some small shrimp.

"Area 14, the next one should be Area 13."

Waste a few minutes Foxy and Donald Duck making their way to Area 14.

"Imp, throw that backpack over."

At this moment, more than a dozen pirates jumped out to block the way, their eyes full of greed and ferocity.

"Do you do it or do I do it?"

Foxy didn't bother to look at these few who died.

"Quack, three seconds."

Sticking out three feathers, Donald Duck's left wing pulls out the snow and walks away.

Before Faulks could reply, a golden arc was brilliant in an instant.

"Is it true that my ducks are vegetarians?"

With a disdainful expression, Foxy passed by a dozen pirates, while Donald Duck had already appeared behind and closed the snow walk.

"Poof..."

The blood spurted out like a fountain, and the heads rolled on the ground like leather balls, and the hideousness in the eyes of many pirates had not yet dissipated.

For a while, the pungent smell stained the ground red, and more than a dozen headless corpses shocked the surrounding people who had not yet moved.

Iron plate, absolutely iron plate.

If the death of the strong man just now was an accident, then what are the dozen or so headless corpses now?

A lot of people are starting to retreat.

"Bully the soft and fear the hard."

Looking at the retreating pirates, Foxey shrugged.

Ten minutes later, Foxy and Donald Duck stood in front of a tavern, looking at the sign and sobbing at it.

"Knocking on the bamboo is still a fair knock."

Pushing open the door, the tavern was empty, and I don't know if it was not yet time for dinner, or if it was some other reason that caused some depression here.

"Oops, welcome."

Hearing the doorbell, Xia Qi behind the bar put down the plate and showed a signature smile on her face.