Chapter 260： The navy is here again, everyone is hiding!

Cannibal Island Cannibal Island, since it uses humans as food, if there are actually humans on the island, it should also exist in the form of food.

This speculative speculation was considered by Dalton to be a reality when he saw the transformed Jones.

He even said that he had made up an evil cannibal hiding on an island, devouring all humans who dare to approach it, and devoting himself to developing forces, hoping that one day he could replace the annual large-scale sci-fi suspense horror inspirational TV series that humans can rule the world.

If it wasn't for the hot pain of the wound that had been torn off a piece of meat by a barb on his back, which distracted him, this TV series might have even programmed the second season of human beings to overthrow cannibalism.

For Dalton's words, Jones was not interested in correcting it, and even said that he would prefer to see such a scene happen.

Since you ca n’t even recognize me as a human, how can you possibly guess me as the Dark World Giant, “Hunter” Jones?

Although looking at the strength of the other party, Jones does not think that such goods can recognize himself who has always been hidden in the dark.

Standing quietly in front of Dalton, Jones's pupils kept looking up and down, seemingly thinking of getting out of there. In this creepy picture, a touch of purple in the center of the vertical pupil brought a mysterious breath to Jones.

These are the eyes of the black king snake.

Jones had more options to strengthen his vision and adapt to various environments. But for some inexplicable reason, he kept the pair, which impressed him.

"Speak your intentions, human." It wasn't until Dalton looked uncomfortable that Jones asked hoarsely.

"So you can speak?" Dalton said in surprise. He couldn't help thinking of Qiao Ba, if the other party was not a special kind, then he should have eaten some devil fruits like Qiao Ba.

There is one more important reason why he doesn't consider the other person a human.

Human beings have a shameless heart, and they are frank and open in the public. Only animals can do this, such as Qiaoba ... (Strike hard, dare not write.)

In fact, Dalton wanted to cross it. If Jones had lived in the forest all the year round, he had a piece of animal skin to cover important parts. The reason for this is to avoid dust and mud, which can cause bacteria to breed and affect health.

For Jones, honesty is his favorite outfit.

But isn't this coincidence born of coincidence?

Since the other party can speak, it means everything there is to talk. Dalton squared his attitude barely against the edge of the bucket.

"I am the former Royal Guard of the Drum Country, Dalton. Excuse me, what are you doing in the Drum Country?"

Dalton went straight to the subject as soon as he came up. Whether he could go back or not, he had to figure out the other party's purpose.

"Drum Country?" Jones blinked slightly, remembering something. Once on the island of Chrisvia, now in the 110 branches of the Navy, there was a doctor who had been with him for many years. The other party's medical skills are pretty good, I heard that it is from the drum country.

On the way here, he became familiar with the name of the island. When he heard the name of the country, his long memory became clear immediately.

"Is that the big medical country? Good luck." As a ship, or rather a pirate ship, the problem of not having a boat doctor was long before Jones, who professed to be the captain.

The mechanical island was only an island that was far away from people and was isolated from the world. Even the pirates had to see it every few years. Naturally, there would not be any clever doctors.

Now that he has come to the medical drum country, Jones has made up his mind that even if he is tied up, he will have to tie back a few doctors!

Thinking of this, he stared at Dalton, and the strong man's pride was released arrogantly.

"You don't deserve to ask me questions, ants."

"Tell me now, where is the best doctor on the island?"

As for whether Dalton is wondering if he knows the name of the Drum Country, Jones said that since you are on the island, don't even think about going back.

...

The next day, the drum country ushered in a long sunny day.

The warm sun shone on the snow, so that the residents of the tortured Drum Country could not help but relax a little, and began a new life a day.

No matter what the legendary cannibal island is going to do, they and their families need to eat. Even if you die, you cannot be a starving ghost.

However, this situation is only a minority, after all, most residents have more or less prepared food at home, so that they can stay at home and wait for the development of things. So, when Cureha led Drake to the town of Kestad, he saw a lonely sight that was empty and invisible to the wild dogs that were grazing.

"Ah, although there has been speculation for a long time, but I really saw this scene, I still feel too much." Covering the empty belly, Drake complained with a sigh.

A hungry Qureha ~ www.novelhall.com ~ plus a cute Chowba, the two of them must not have much food at home. Now add Drake and Moore's mouth. Among them, Drake is also the stomach king of the animal department. The food in Kureha's house is only wiped out in one meal.

From morning till now, Drake only sipped a piece of bread and had to follow Cureha to the grocery market to buy food.

The life of the "Witch" is actually not as mysterious as ordinary people think. She is also a human and needs to eat. In addition, the high medical expenses she charged for each treatment, in addition to buying alcohol, the remaining living expenses are actually not much.

Grunt!

Even if he is hungry, Cureha, who wants to make sure that the wine stays with her hand, takes a sip and says, "Since everyone is staying at home, there is no way. Let's go, I'll take you to the overlord meal!"

"Ba ... Ban meal?" Drake didn't return to his mind for a while and a half, and it's okay to co-author you and still have this hobby?

In the face of Drake's weird look, Cureha smiled slightly: "A family owed me 100,000 Bailey's medical expenses. Without money, I could only use meals instead."

Drake: "... 100,000 Bailey, how did you do that ?!"

"How did you do that?" Kureha instead looked at Drake strangely. "I'm a doctor, either you shouldn't die, or you don't need money, you said how I did it."

Drake felt speechless for a moment, and had no choice but to look at Cureha.

At this moment, a figure suddenly ran across the street outside the market, shouting loudly as he ran: "The Navy is here again! Everyone is hiding now! The Navy is here again, everybody is hiding!"

Listening to the harsh "and" word, Cureha stopped drinking and looked at Drake with a smile: "I want to ask now, how did you do that."