The arrogant and high-profile history of the richest pirate

"Three barrels!"

"boom!"

"Two!"

"What card are you drawing, old lady Kong!"

The night is dark, the sky is dotted with stars.

The entire Poppy Island was brightly lit, and there was no confusion.

In the renovated manor, the sound of mahjong and Betty's fiery temper can be heard from afar.

Not far away, Stucey and Baccarat were grilling kebabs, and Bowness was fighting.

As for Enilo, Crocodile, and Achino, they either stood by and watched Chaos, Betty, Xiong, and Ivankov playing cards, or they sat on the sofa drinking red wine silently.

It was supposed to be a party.

But Xiong thought it was a waste of time, so he directly formed a round and waited while playing.

Chaos was forced to leave the stage, wearing flip flops, colorful beach shorts, crossing his legs and holding a cigarette, looking like a loafer.

"Hurry up and play cards!"

Ivankov couldn't understand Betty a little bit. He was the one who hit the two-point card just now. After being slapped by Betty in such a way, he lost 10 million Baileys, and his heart ached.

Regardless of how rich the richest group is, it is Stucey who can manage funds.

In other words, the living expenses and pocket money of a group of people are all limited. It is impossible to spend as much as you want, and there must be rules.

That's what Stucey ordered.

Betty once had a quarrel, but Stussy just said that you can do it if you have the ability, and then there is no more.

If you want her to work overtime, don't even think about it!

"What's the rush, my lady think about it!"

"It feels like this card is about to be fired."

Betty was very entangled, and looked at Xiong, Chaos and Ivankov sideways with her eyes, trying to find some information from the faces.

Crocodile and Enilo maintained the morality of watching the cards and not speaking, so they just watched and said nothing.

"Please hurry up!"

Xiong was also a little anxious.

I hate those who spend a long time thinking about playing cards, they are not straightforward at all.

He has already lost 100 million Baileys.

"Why panic, rush to reincarnate!"

"Twenty thousand!"

"bump!"

Chaos flicked the soot and stopped Ivankov who was about to draw a card.

"Eight barrels!"

"fifty thousand!"

"paste!"

"The bloody battle to the end, continue!"

The mahjong was playing vigorously here, and Bacala, who was grilling, couldn't stop muttering and cursing, "Bastard, why do you want me to barbecue."

Looking at the group of people viciously, Bacara was not to mention how angry she was.

"You'll get used to it later."

Stuci skillfully put down a piece of sea king meat and began to brush with various seasonings.

This woman is still too young.

It's just the beginning now, and there will be government affairs to deal with in the future, but with this woman, she will be more relaxed.

But before that, I'm afraid special training is needed.

Seeking truth from facts, it is a bit weak!

If you want to take this position seriously, you must have matching combat power.

"Lord Stucey, these are all washed!"

Bowness brought a basin of washed ingredients, so he didn't complain like Bacala.

"Thanks!"

Stucey smiled back, elegant and mature.

Now Stussy is wearing home clothes, wearing an apron in front of her body, and tied her long golden wavy hair into a single ponytail, which is clean, refreshing and bubbling.

Bacala felt the pressure.

This woman deserves to be responsible for her beauty!

After less than a day of observation, Bacala found that this woman was not simple, she was just a living room and a kitchen.

It is said that all the forces of the richest group are handled by this woman.

At the same time, it also has super fighting power.

The most important thing is status.

As the nominal BOSS of the richest group, the Golden Emperor, sometimes he would not refute, instead he would listen to this woman.

The same goes for other responsibilities.

You must know that in the sea, when you mention the Golden Emperor and all the responsibilities of the richest group, the impression is that you are arrogant, do all kinds of evil, high-profile domineering, fearless, and dare to step on any dragon or tiger.

For example, Raytheon dared to go to the naval base camp Marlin Vandor to impose divine sanctions.

It's hard to imagine that these proud and arrogant people would be suppressed by this woman.

These are all Bacala can see from the details, so she has the illusion that this woman is the real talker of the richest group.

This woman is so perfect!

"You're going to be confused over there."

"Ah! Oh!"

Bacala came back to her senses and quickly flipped through her barbecue, but still sighed.

Seeing the absent-minded Bacala who couldn't stop sighing, Stucy couldn't help but smile.

"Back then I was like you, controlled by that stupid man and forced to join this group, not just you and me, but other responsibilities as well!"

"Thinking about it now, it's a good memory."

Hearing Stucey's words, Bacala hesitated to speak.

"Do you want to ask me why I didn't run away?"

Perhaps seeing what was going on in Bacala's heart, Stuci smiled and spoke up.

Turn over the meat slowly, showing elegance and maturity in every gesture.

Bacala didn't answer, she was still very wary.

"Don't worry! Everyone here knows that you want to escape, so you might as well be bold!"

"Who said I want to run away!"

Bacala was frightened, and quickly glanced at the few people playing mahjong over there. What this woman said was too scary, did she expose herself so early?

"Don't panic, we've all had this idea before."

Stussy smoothed the hair that fell from his forehead to his ears, and the long gold earrings he was wearing were dangling from side to side.

Bacala is still very vigilant.

And no answer!

Stuci also just smiled, as if remembering something, he continued to say, "Next, you have to prepare yourself mentally, you may live a life like hell, I hope you can persevere."

"What do you mean!"

Bacala had a sense of foreboding.

"If you want to be responsible, your strength is not enough. According to the past situation, you will be trained next time!"

Good luck in Stucey's eyes, and pity in his perfect face.

"Do you think I want to join the richest group and become a responsible person? It was all forced by that man."

After being poked in the painful foot, Bacala felt her lungs explode.

She shouldn't be grilling meat here at all, this is not the life she wants.

"Yeah, that's how I was forced at the beginning!"

"Why can you say it so calmly, don't you hate that man and don't want to leave?"

Bacala couldn't understand this woman at all, because she couldn't feel any hatred from this woman.

Wasn't it forced?

Then why is it so calm.

"You should understand in the future! I wish you good luck in the future, and hope that we can really become partners."

Stussy didn't explain too much, put the grilled meat on a plate, and asked Bonnie to bring it to the long table beside it, on which various precious red wine or dessert dishes were already placed.

"Any other options?"

Bacala is still not reconciled, her life should not be like this.

"have!"

Stussy picked up a piece of meat again, and what he said made Bacala's heart skip a beat.

"What is it!"

Bacala was a little excited, no matter what path she took, she would definitely choose this one, instead of joining the richest group and becoming a so-called responsible person.

However, Stucey's answer made Bacara feel cold.

"die!"

Stuci spoke very calmly, without any fluctuation in tone.

"Of course, there is another way besides death!"

"That is to become stronger, to be able to defeat that man, and then you can do whatever you want, and you can also be that man's BOSS in turn."

Bacara felt even colder.

That guy is a bastard who can fight a golden lion, even if she is given ten years, she won't be able to fight it!

Bacala still has this self-knowledge.

Could it be~

Is this the fate of oneself? ?