Pirate of the Silver King

You can search for "One Piece of Silver Kings Search Novels (www.soxs.cc)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!"But if you want to build the best ship, you need to use the treasure tree Adam, but unfortunately, there is no such tree in my place."

Tom said with some regret that the most satisfying ship he had built in his life was the Oro Jackson, which was made of Adam, but this time, if Adam was used as the keel, he would be confident to make it. A better pirate ship than the Oro Jackson.

"No problem, just leave this to me." Although this Adam is relatively rare, it is still very easy to see in some large auction houses.

"What about ours?" Bingshan also looked at Shirakawa with hopeful gazes with Frankie. Since they want to fix one Adam, it's not bad to make another one.

"You guys, let's use ordinary trees for trimming." Shirakawa directly rejected the two of them.

For those giants, it is a waste to give them Adam as a ship's bone. The giants generally don't care about ships very much. As long as they can sail, it is enough not to sink the sea.

"Don't be too lost for the two of you. It is too early for you two to build ships with Adam."

At this time, Tom also comforted the two of them.

"I see, Master." Although he said so, it still couldn't hide the frustration of the two of them.

"If there is nothing wrong now, I will go to Adam."

"Then you go, you can't help much here."

"By the way, this phone worm is for you." Shirakawa took out a small phone worm from his arms and threw it to Tom.

"If you are in danger, call me as soon as possible, and I will come over at any time."

"No problem." Tom smiled happily after getting the phone worm. Doesn't it mean that their safety is guaranteed.

After that, Shirakawa flew away, looking at Shirakawa's back, Frankie asked the iceberg.

"Brother, is he very powerful?" Shirakawa was here just now, and he was embarrassed to ask. Although he saw Shirakawa carrying a big sword behind his back, he did not look like a master at all.

"Of course, he is now a big pirate offering a billion dollars."

"Billions? Just him?" Frankie said loudly, with surprise and unbelief in his tone, but he would have a billion bounty.

"Really, brother?"

"You wait." Seeing Frankie's face of disbelief, Bingberg hurried back to the house, then turned left and right, and ran out with a wanted warrant.

"Let's see for yourself."

Bingberg directly handed the wanted warrant to Frankie's hand. Frankie glanced at the photo above. It was indeed the teenager just now, and then looked at the amount under the photo and slowly counted one by one.

"One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand... tens of millions, one hundred million, one billion ~ really one billion?"

"So what I lied to you, let me answer this letter." After speaking, Bingberg pulled the wanted order out of Frankie's hand at once.

"In that case, I didn't respect him just now, he wouldn't kill me."

Frankie remembered the scene where Shirakawa had just been turned away. If Shirakawa wanted to kill him, wouldn't he even have room to resist.

"Don't worry, Shirakawa is not such a careful person."

Shirakawa couldn't help but think of the scene where he and Shirakawa met for the first time, when he almost splashed a bucket of paint on Shirakawa, but fortunately Shirakawa avoided it.

Bingberg still remembers what Shirakawa said at the time: "It doesn't matter, even if you spill it, my clothes will not get dirty."

Until now, Bingshan thought that what Shirakawa said was to comfort him, but he did not realize that what Shirakawa said was the truth.

"By the time I waited for his news again, he had already separated from the Roger Pirate Group and established his own Pirate Group, step by step from tens of millions of bounties to the current one billion bounty."

"Then what happened later, why did you think he was dead when you saw him?"

Bingberg told Frankie the news of the Silver Pirates' battle with the Navy in the newspaper.

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"Yes."

Frankie wanted to say something more. At this time, there was a "bang, bang" knock at the door of Tom Shipyard. The intensity was so strong that it seemed that the visitor was not kind.

"It looks like trouble is coming again."

Frankie sighed helplessly, then walked to the gate, opened the door, and saw a cyclops standing outside, behind him with a group of young brothers.

And he embroidered a skull on his blindfold Shanghai, which seemed to be another group of pirates.

"What a kid?" Cyclops said impatiently when he saw Frankie opening the door.

"Hey, boy, let me ask you, I heard that the man who built the ship for Roger, the Pirate King, is here. Is it true?"

A little brother opposite said very arrogantly.

"No."

Frankie said these two words without even thinking about it.

"Then why is this shipyard called Tom Shipyard? Isn't the person who built the ship for Roger One Pirate called Tom?"

"This Tom is not Tom. Although they are called Tom, they are not alone."

"It turned out to be so, then we withdraw."

Then, at the command of the opposing leader Cyclops, all the members of his pirate group left in a mighty manner.

Frankie, who closed the door, breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, Bingberg also stepped forward and asked, "How is it?"

"Don't worry, I was fooled back."

Frankie gave himself a thumbs up.

"Good job."

Bingberg also said to Frankie that his character is a little weak now, so Frankie is now responsible for dealing with such people.

Before they were stable, the door was suddenly kicked open violently, only to see that the one-eyed dragon came back angrily.

"Boy, you dare to lie to us."

A man stepped forward and grabbed Frankie by the collar and picked him up.

"Damn it, you let me go."

Frankie struggled against the opponent's hand and yelled.

But the other party didn't let go of him, but freed up his other hand and walked on Frankie's face with one punch.

"Damn, let go of Frankie." At this time, Bingberg also rushed to the man, punching and kicking him.

"Get off, you little kid."

The opponent kicked the iceberg straight away.

"Stop it." He still wanted to do it, when another voice stopped his movement.

"I'm Tom, something is coming for me." At this moment, Tom also walked out.

"Yes, it's you, Tom the Murloc."

After seeing Tom appear, he directly threw Frankie in his hand.

"It would be nice if you came out early, and these two children don't need to be so badly injured."

The other party gave a wicked smile, looked at Tom and said.