The so-called Keanu gun makes Kidd so persistent, so the quality must be high.
Looking closely at the few guns on the shelf, Maud, who was only familiar with modern firearms, couldn't figure out why.
With his current knowledge of flintlock guns, he couldn't tell the quality of these dozens of flintlock guns, let alone find Keanu's sidearm.
"We need to get one as soon as possible to use."
Although the power of Sui muskets is not as good as modern firearms, it does not affect Maud's appreciation of them.
Maud's mind wandered as he glanced at the flintlock guns on the shelf rather covetously.
In the early days of hunting, what was most lacking were simple and crude destructive tools like firearms.
Resisting the urge to take a second-hand flintlock gun from the third shelf, Maud quickly wiped the shelf.
After cleaning, he threw the cleaning tools back into the storage room. Exactly half an hour had passed.
Then, Sunny came downstairs and came to the store on time.
Maude was keenly aware that Sunny seemed to be in a good mood.
Little did he know that Sunny was in a good mood because she thought she would no longer have to do those dirty and tiring jobs for a while.
If Maud doesn't die young, this time will be extended indefinitely.
Under Maude's gaze, Sunny pulled out a thin ruler from the counter, then walked to the shelf and carefully measured the products on it.
That move made Maud's scalp numb.
Damn, are you playing so big
He thought Sunny was using a thin ruler to measure the products on the shelves to check whether he had touched the products casually.
But after slowly looking at it, he found that this was not the case.
Silently watching Sunny fine-tune the items after comparing them, Maude only felt her scalp getting numb.
Not daring to disturb Sunny, Maud waited patiently.
An hour later, Sunny finally finished, and then she finally started a new day of business.
"Where's Thor?"
Seeing that Sol hadn't come down yet, Maud felt a little strange.
Sunny, who was sitting at the counter, glanced at him and said expressionlessly: "Saul went to Flower Street for morning exercise. He usually comes back before lunch."
"Oh, I went for morning exercise."
Mod suddenly understood, no wonder Thor can still maintain strong strength at such an old age.
Um
etc.
Something seems wrong
Chapter 8 Visitors
Flower Street
Isn’t that the modern-red beep beep beep area
Sol goes to that kind of place for morning exercise
That kind of build and age...
Maude was speechless.
The store opened for business, but it was empty.
Sunny didn't ask Maud to do anything, and Maud didn't take the initiative to do anything.
He leaned against the corner, closed his eyes and continued to sort through the memories about the Pirate King.
When the memory is almost sorted out, you have to pick up the [daily exercise] that has been abandoned for a long time.
After all, Hunter's Note cannot provide substantial assistance in the short term, unless a second Watt comes to the door.
Time passes bit by bit.
Two hours passed, during which time there was not a single customer.
Maud glanced at Sunny, who was sitting at the counter and looking back and forth with a newspaper.
Judging from the other party's calm reaction, it seems that business slump is the norm for this weapons store.
Also, it seems a bit too quiet.
Maude turned to look at the ajar double-sided wooden door.
As a lawless zone where fights and killings can occur at any time on the street, after a few hours, you can only hear the sound of some faint footsteps walking outside the store.
Feeling strange, Maude walked towards the store door.
Seeing that there was no reaction from Sunny, Maud opened the wooden door with confidence, and then leaned out most of her body to take a look.
After a while, Maud stepped back and closed the door silently.
Mud, isn't this an alleyway in a residential area
No wonder it's so quiet most of the time.
If you open a weapons store in this location, someone who doesn't know it would think your store sells liquor.
Maud breathed out the fragrance in her heart.
The Mad Hatter Town, conceived based on simple information, is gradually declining in quality.
He suddenly had the urge to look outside at the street, but he quickly put it aside.
If you have time to think about that kind of thing, you might as well think about how to get a gun from Saul to put on your body.
Maude turned around and walked towards the corner.
After taking a few steps, the store door was suddenly pushed open.
Maude subconsciously looked back. After seeing the person clearly, surprise suddenly appeared in her eyes.
There is a group of three people standing in front of the door. It looks like they are walking side by side, but in fact, the men on the left and right sides are habitually half a body behind to highlight the identity of the man in the middle.
The man on the left has curly hair parted in the middle, and carries a long-barreled smoothbore flintlock gun behind his back. An earth-colored belt five fingers wide is slung across his waist, and a cloth bag full of ammunition hangs on the left side of the belt.
The man on the right is obese, but is taller than the other two men.
He had a green scarf tied on his head and a pair of small burgundy sunglasses that were extremely inconsistent with his face. He was holding a half-eaten piece of meat in his hand.
The wooden double-sided door was pushed open by the man in the middle.
The man looked at Maud who reacted abnormally, smiled heartily and said: "Brother, I didn't touch you just now, did I?"
... ... ... .
Mad Hatter Town, Pointe Street.
It is adjacent to Bar Street and is also home to the black market.
Any shady transactions can be carried out openly here.
Wangjiao Street has the largest auction house in Mad Hatter Town as the center point, and various places related to the black industry radiate out to the surrounding areas.
The [Love Beauty Home] where Arthur works is also among them.
As a funeral director, he has a lot of work to do all day long.
Of course, he won most of the business based on his "ability".
Today is his rare monthly holiday. In order to enjoy this wonderful time, he had already scheduled a full schedule in advance yesterday.
However, after he had eaten and drank enough, he was about to go to Flower Street to exercise, when he heard the phone ring, and he had a bad premonition.
Half an hour later, he returned to work.
Working for others is always out of your control.
He lamented inwardly as he changed into his work clothes.
Uniforms, masks, and armbands with the word "death" painted on them.
These three things are standard equipment after a funeral director joins the job.
After changing into work clothes, Arthur waited for the next instruction.
One after another, colleagues hurriedly returned to [Love Beauty Home]. They must have been called back temporarily by the boss.
"Why are you guys back? Could it be that the 'pig factory' is causing trouble again?"
"Yes, what happened this morning was again because a group of slaves gathered to riot."
"How many slaves were killed or injured this time?"
"I'm not sure. It's said to be more serious than last time."
"Hey, I thought it was a big deal, but it turned out to be a bad job over there."
One of the undertakers complained.
The leading undertaker glanced at his colleagues present and said calmly: "We will leave when everyone is here."
Arthur sat in an inconspicuous corner, silently listening to the chats of his colleagues.
It turned out that there was trouble again at the [Pig Factory], and many slaves must have been killed or injured.
In other words, I am going to be very busy today.
And it’s a job with a lot of money but a lot of money.
Arthur lamented inwardly.
What a rare vacation...
"I heard that there will be some blockbuster items in the auction at the end of the month."
"What auction item?"
"A devil fruit, a famous sword and a fishman slave."
"Real or false? Where did you hear the news? Did you know about it before the auction brochures were sold?"
"I swear on my character!"
"That's false."
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"Oh, I almost forgot that I am a ruthless undertaker. I lost my personality when I joined the job. How about I swear by something else?"
In the corner, Arthur's ears twitched and he glanced at a few colleagues who were whispering not far away.
Devil fruits and famous swords
Arthur was a little surprised, but he would not easily believe the authenticity of the news.
Although in this mixed place, thanks to alcohol, some gossip may come out faster than formal news, Devil Fruit is an extremely rare thing.
If it had been acquired at the auction, it would have been widely publicized.
"Devil fruit..."
Arthur's eyes showed longing.
With his income level, he would have to go without food and drink for at least several decades before he would have a chance to compete.
If there are really devil fruits in the auction at the end of the month, even if you are not qualified to bid, you can still join in the fun.
As for the famous sword, that old guy Sol should be interested.
... ... ... ...
Bar Street, a certain pub.
It was noon, but the tavern was bustling with people.
As one of the major players in the Gold Sales Cave, the bar has always been one of the first choice places for pirates to spend money. It is not surprising that there is such a phenomenon of customer base.
Kidd occupied a table by himself, standing out a bit in the crowded tavern.
Despite this, no one bothered him.