I'm a pirate

"Don't chase girls in such an old fashioned way" The black woman gave Carlos a wide, defensive look.

"I chase"

Carlos was speechless, this woman who looked a bit cold, but was actually really a bit arrogant and narcissistic did his words sound like he was chasing a girl?

At most, it was a lame pick-up line, not to mention that he really felt the name was familiar, he had heard it somewhere.

"I remember, you're the girl who won the culinary competition held by the Royal Court Hotel."

"Tsk, quite a change, proficient in disguise?"

Carlos scrutinized the woman from top to bottom with a scrutinizing gaze that matched everything except for the different face, a name he had vaguely heard when the woman had been announced as champion in the square, but hadn't cared at the time.

"I am indeed proficient in the art of disguise."

"So it was you who killed John Dilton, then?"

"Yes, it's me!"

"I have a grudge against him, my family survived but me, my parents, my sister all died at his hands."

"What? Want to arrest me and send me to the Johns for my reward?"

"How can that be, I just killed so many of the Johns, and besides that kind of scum doesn't deserve to die!"

"Most importantly, I also have a major conflict with the John family, an enemy of an enemy is a friend, we have absolutely no conflict of interest, let alone hatred, and our positions are the same, so why arrest you?"

"Well, let's stop talking for now, let's get on the boat and talk again."

Carlos stepped forward and quickly walked towards the beach, a small boat was rapidly approaching the shore along the waves, Olsen himself was driving the boat with two pirates, very much on board, and Gretel Kelly followed behind.

Whoosh Carlos legs slightly flexed, and the figure spanned a distance of more than ten meters, landing firmly on the bow of the boat, Kelly was not so good at bouncing, and had to wait for the boat to drive closer before boarding.

"Boss, who's this?" Olsen took one look at the pretty woman and whispered.

"It will be one of our own, a cook."

"Let's not talk about the gossip, we'll talk more after we get on board and leave."

"Yes, boss!"

Boss?

Kylie sounded confused, shouldn't she be called Captain?

Boss is a common term of endearment for yakuza and gangsters, right?

Half an hour later, Carlos has been away from Maglin Island, the sea weather is unpredictable, although the weather of the four seas is more regular, but also said to change, the sky is dark and gloomy, the sea breeze is gentle, and the rain is as fine as silk, on the deck, playing a large umbrella, Carlos lying on the deck chair, leisurely drinking wine, reading a book.

The other pirates on the pirate ship were gambling heavily in their rooms, no way sea entertainment activities are not much, gambling is the most popular and most common one.

Da da da da da footsteps sounded, but it was Kylie in a chef's uniform with an umbrella in one hand and a tray in the other hand came over, the tray was set up with two steaks, two glasses of wine, and of course the cutlery was complete.

"Taste my cooking?"

"Mmm."

Carlos put the book down, took a plate of steak, got up and set it on the table next to him, picked up a knife and fork, sliced off a large chunk and killed half of it in one swipe, then put the steak in his mouth and chewed it.

Fragrant, tender, and smooth were the only three words that Carlos, who was not too well educated in chemistry, could think of.

"It's good, a little something."

With that, a fork went down and chewed the other half of the steak in his mouth, took the red wine, drained it in one gulp, picked up the book, and lay back in the recliner, reading, chewing incessantly

Kylie was a bit confused, where does steak come into this kind of food?

It is also Kelly did not see, Carlos's way of eating is already considered good, if a dozen or so years later, Luffy, and then a dozen pieces of steak is also a bite to swallow, yes, swallow, not eat.

And besides, Carlos eats like he does things, as he always has, he eats whatever he wants, and never takes other people's opinions to heart, to put it bluntly, he's selfish, and to put it nicely, he's just free!

"I don't know your name yet?" Kelly swallowed a small slice of steak and sipped the red wine gracefully, speaking softly.

"I'm Lucifer Carlos." Carlos focused on his book and didn't look up.

"You're a pirate?"

"No, these pirates are my recently subordinates, and my true identity is the mafia boss of Iron Island!"

The Mafia?

Kelly's brow was furrowed because of John Dilton, she had never been much of a fan of the Mafia, worse than a pirate

Chapter 29: Cleaning Up the Traitors!

"I can't believe you're the head of a mafia family at such a young age." Kylie's mind was a little complicated, ghostly.

"What, think I'm a pirate, a killer, a bounty man or something?"

"After I replaced the Mike family of Iron Island, which was an affiliated family of the John family, the John family started to deal with me."

"In order to turn passive into active, I personally infiltrated the John family and found something for them, and now the John family probably doesn't have the energy to deal with me."

Carlos was right, the John family wouldn't have the energy to deal with him, their own cooperation, the patron suddenly died a violent death before their eyes, too busy to wipe their asses.

The investigation of the world government, the new patron, and the series of effects brought about by the collapse of the patron all needed the John family to deal with it with all their might, otherwise the John family would be wounded even if they wouldn't be destroyed, and fall out of the ranks of one of the top five mafia families in the West Sea.

The West Sea Mafia is indeed the top power in the West Sea, all the Mafia families united, the entire West Sea will be controlled by them, but there are still forces that can't afford to offend.

It's not that they can't afford to offend, it's just that the cost of offending is too great, if the entire West Sea's mafia united is fine, a single mafia family, even if it's the John family, is no big deal to the navy, to the world government, with determination, it's also capable of annihilation.

If you want to negotiate with the Navy, with the world government, and confront it head-on, the entire West Sea Mafia united to have that qualification!

Of course even if they all joined forces, they would just not win the navy, just not win the world government, but the huge impact of an all-out war did have a deal with the navy, the world government.

"What specifically did you do?" Kylie asked with some curiosity.

"You'll see if you read the paper sometime."

Carlos said without a specific answer, bluntly.

Kylie was a little upset that the conversation was in the middle of what was going on, but there was nothing Carlos could do about it.

Three days later, after his daily exercise and practice, Carlos came out on the deck to continue resting and reading the paper, and Kelly came back to ask questions.

"You told me to read the paper, but I've read the paper for the past three days, and there's no major news in the Western Sea."

"Well, if you don't want to talk about it, what's the deal with you playing me?" Kylie was now in front of Carlos, blocking out the warm sunlight and exhaling.