The robbery continues.
Gin, who received the order, slowed down and started looting door-to-door.
As for the residents who knew the Pirates were robbing and locked their doors... they were mostly poor, so the Disaster Pirates directly skipped these houses and focused on places like jewelry stores and large estates.
Tree No. 8.
"Quick, quick, quick, get the slaves out of here!"
As one of the lawless zones in the archipelago, there is a large number of slave traders here. They also received the information that Pirates were robbing everywhere, so they were preparing goods and slaves, planning to retreat to the Navy and Government checkpoints in areas 60 to 69, waiting for the Pirates to finish their robbery.
But during the retreat, it was clearly too late!
"Stop!"
Bang bang bang!
With a shout, a series of lead bullets hit around them, sparking with fire.
"Boss, the Pirates are here!" a slave trader yelled.
"Shut up, I can see!"
Pittman, who had a sharp monkey-like face but a huge build like a large rat, turned around with sweat dripping down his forehead.
The slave traders were also part-time Bounty Hunters, at least in the Shampodi Islands, these two professions were inseparable. They would capture those with bounties and hand them over to the Navy for the reward, and without bounties, they would capture them to sell to traffickers. They could always make some money.
Of course, he knew who was in front of him, 'Ghost Man' Gin of the Disaster Pirates, a Pirate with a bounty of sixty million Belly. If they had encountered him before, they might have tried to see if they could capture him.
But not now, there were too many people, more than their crew.
And they had new slaves in their hands, all meant to be sold, they cannot afford accidents now.
"Hey, why are the Pirates meddling in our affairs, if it's money you want, here you go!"
Pittman threw down a bag full of clinking Gold Coins, shouting, "We have no conflict!"
"What the Pirates want to do has nothing to do with any so-called conflict..."
Gin approached with a walking hammer, as he walked, the hammer in his hand spun. He looked at those in the crowd, wearing chains and showing terror and despair in their ragged clothes, and said in a deep voice, "We also have principles!"
...
Illegal zone from 1 to 29, amusement parks and parks from 30 to 39, specialty stores in the sightseeing area from 40 to 49, shipyards from 50 to 59, hotel streets specifically for accommodation from 70 to 79...
Except for the Navy and World Government stationed places from 60 to 69, all other areas were visited by the Disaster Pirates. They didn't rob slowly, but they wouldn't give the rich a chance to escape by sea, controlling the estates and boutique stores first and then gradually selecting the next wealthy targets.
They had six hundred people in action, with another two hundred still on the ship guarding it. It's normal for some to slip through, but they didn't care, with the lack of Navy hindrance, they spent several days robbing and still made huge gains.
Four days later.
Tree No. 43, the entrance to the civilian area, also where the Death Star was docked.
The area around where the ship landed was originally a vacant space, and the appearance of the Disaster Pirates made Tree Island No. 43 completely deserted, everyone had gone to take refuge.
In four days, those Pirates were either caught or hiding, but the Disaster Pirates were strutting around, completely unchecked. After the Navy captured other Pirates, they all disappeared, leaving only the Disaster Pirates to rob... and maintain order.
The Navy's absence made the local gangs on the Shampodi Islands eager to come out and grab a share with the Pirates, seeing that there were places the Pirates wouldn't touch, they planned to go there to plunder.
But they got dealt with by Bellamy, who was still meticulously plundering with his crew.
Places that even the Pirates wouldn't touch, what made the gangs think they could?
He was looking for these ruffians; they were hiding like rats, hard to find normally. Now that they showed up, there was no way to miss this opportunity.
The gangs had their share of funds too.
Even though six hundred men couldn't cover the entire Shampodi, after robbing a couple of gangs, the rest of the eager guys on Shampodi stopped.
At least they realized these Pirates were not to be trifled with, they dared to touch anyone.
As for revenge...
Going against a subordinate of the Disaster Pirates with a bounty of six billion Belly wasn't something they dared to do, these Pirates, always ready to set sail, feared nothing. No one dared to take revenge.
Besides the rich being robbed, for the commoners residing on the Shampodi Islands, these days were unexpectedly the safest.
The Pirates weren't robbing them, and no gang came looking for trouble. Most importantly... without the Heavenly Celestial Dragons descending, they were living more comfortably than anyone else.
By now, a large pile of treasure had amassed around the Death Star, with a huge bonfire in the middle. Pirates gathered in groups of twos and threes, chatting and laughing or showing off their loot from the robbery.
"Here they come."
Until one Pirate said, and the rest all looked forward as a group of people slowly walked up at the tree root's surface.
At the head was a man with white hair, carrying an arrogant smile. As he walked, the black and red-shagged cloak on his back swayed; he held two iron chains in his hands. The noble Heavenly Celestial Dragons were like two dogs, crawling on the ground, moving forward with their limbs as he walked.
Just like these Heavenly Celestial Dragons once did to their slaves, their actions no different.