The next morning, when Lynch got up, Shanks was still fast asleep.
He kicked Shanks awake rudely. The two of them yawned together, pushed the hatch open and went out.
Compared with last night, when men and women were coming and going, talking, laughing and playing, the cabin was quite empty at this moment, with not many people around.
Getting up as early as Lynch and Shanks is probably very rare on this ship...
Lynch and Shanks left the cabin and went to the deck outside. As expected, it was also quite empty.
Looking at the hazy morning light on the distant horizon and blowing the fresh sea breeze, Lin Qi moved his body and suddenly asked this question.
Shanks stretched and looked around: "I don't know...it doesn't seem like this kind of ship will dock frequently!"
Happy Street, flower boats on the sea.
After all, they are doing some underground business.
Maybe not as disgusting as pirates, but after all, they don't have a good reputation either.
"Ah, someone is cleaning, just ask." Shanks noticed a waitress walking on the deck, so he went over to ask about the situation.
The waitress, who had finished the morning shift, walked around on the deck, threw some garbage into the sea, and started talking to Shanks.
"Most of the guests let their own boats approach and soon return to their own boats to leave. They don't stay on the boat for too long..." the waitress explained politely, "We have a special phone number for the bugs on the boat.
When experienced sailors or pirates know that a flower boat is passing by, if they want to board the boat and play, they can find the flower boat through the telephone number... But there are also people like you who will wait until the flower boat docks next time.
When the time comes, choose the guests to disembark..."
The girl pursed her lips and smiled softly. Guests like this are very attractive. Living on a flower boat and not getting off until it docked, the consumption during this period was not low.
"I see..." Shanks nodded.
Over there, Lin Qi asked casually. He did not come over. Instead, after stretching his muscles, jet-black substitute energy surged out of his body. The armor walked out of it, and together with the main body, they started doing simple things on the deck.
Morning exercise.
The waitress was probably willing to take the opportunity to be lazy and stopped with Shanks to watch Lynch exercise.
Lynch and "B.I.B" gestured with each other with their fists and kicks in a stylish manner.
In the eyes of the waitress, this is this big black-haired boy punching and kicking in the air on an empty deck...
"Is he...exercising or playing?" the waitress asked curiously.
"Perhaps both." Shanks said with a smile. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar figure. It was the woman who transformed into a human antelope yesterday and almost wiped out the unconventional pirate group.
"Sir Srolli." The waitress stuck out her tongue, hurried over to say good morning, and then continued working.
A woman with animal abilities called Srolli moved her body casually on the deck.
I don’t know if she noticed Shanks or Lynch who also got up early to exercise.
However, Lynch noticed her anyway.
His and "B.I.B"'s arms seemed to be "glued" together and they were pushing back and forth, much like the old men who were doing Tai Chi in the park in their previous lives were pushing their hands back and forth.
The eyes of the jet-black armor glowed slightly with white light. Suddenly Lin Qi moved forward and pushed it away.
"B.I.B" floated towards the woman over there who was simply moving her hands and feet.
Snap, snap, snap... Sloth waved it randomly, making crisp sounds in the air.
The dark shadow surged towards her and rushed in front of her, but there was no change in her sight or expression.
"B.I.B" walked around her and floated back to the main body.
"Gululu..."
Lynch's stomach growled, so he and "B.I.B" followed their usual habits and practiced "gymnastics" taught by the original owner's mother.
Srolli warmed up casually, then leaned against the railing beside the boat. He took out a slender pipe from somewhere and held it in his mouth. When he lit the fire, he looked casually at the boy not far away who was finishing a set of "gymnastics".
"Fur..."
Srolli blew out a cloud of green smoke and suddenly asked: "Boy, where did you learn this set of moves?"
Lin Qi was about to have breakfast with Shanks. Hearing this, he turned around and said, "My family taught me, what's wrong?"
"Oh..." The woman held a slender pipe in her mouth, thoughtfully behind the smoke, "That's right."
"Sister, is there anything wrong with this move?" Lynch asked.
He knew that the woman in front of him who was proficient in the Six Styles was most likely a secret agent of a world government and a member of the CP.
She is an agent of the World Government, and she has various intelligence collected by gray industries like "Happy Street". The woman in front of her may have seen something from the "gymnastics" movements taught by the original owner's mother.
"There's nothing wrong with the question, it's just that it looks familiar..." Srolli blew out a faint smoke ring, "I seem to have seen boxing techniques with similar movements somewhere..."
Probably because she didn't think there was anything to talk about with a child, she simply said a few words and then walked away on her own to the other end of the deck.
"boxing?"
Lynch returned to the cabin with Shanks and looked at his hands in surprise, "That set of movements has no power at all. It's just gymnastics. It doesn't look like boxing..."
In the fragmented memory of the original owner of the body, Lynch had watched the scene about the mother named Lily many times. He had practiced this set of "gymnastics" hundreds of times without knowing it, and he didn't even think that this was the most
It can only exercise movements that improve body coordination. How can it be related to "boxing"...
"Shanks, what do you think?"
"Me?" Shanks smiled, "I don't think that woman is lying. I don't know the rest."
They came to the spacious hall. Compared with the partying and partying atmosphere last night, the place seemed empty and quiet now. Most of the guest ladies had gone to the cabin to rest, but some were wrapped in blankets and sleeping on the sofa. The waiters and girls were cleaning up the place.
Picking up empty wine bottles and other garbage... Lynch and Shanks went to the small restaurant in the corner and sat down, ordering a table of breakfast.
Lin Qi's appetite was still astonishing, and the waiter who served the food was stunned by the sound of eating so early in the morning.
On the other hand, Shanks looked ordinary. He didn't even eat a lot, and his eating appearance was considered elegant.
Lynch took out the green phone bug from his pocket, put it on the table, and dialed some food for it.
Xiaolu immediately became energetic, lowered his head and started eating.
Looking at this little guy full of personality, Lin Qi said "ah", turned to look at the dark armor standing beside him like a bodyguard, and said "ah" again.
"What?" Shanks took a sip of soup and put down his spoon.
"I think I might know...why it can see my 'ghost'."
Lin Qi smiled thoughtfully.
"Oh?" Even if Shanks hadn't heard what Lynch said, with his observation skills, he would have already discovered something unusual about Lynch's green phone bug.
Lin Qi rubbed his fingers against Xiao Lu, who was concentrating on eating, and said to himself: "All phone bugs can make themselves look exactly like the person on the other end of the call, right? I think... think about it carefully.
If you think about it, they are simply born masters of perfectly controlling their own bodies and changing them at will!"
Shanks crossed his hairy legs, touched his chin, and said in surprise: "Hey, if you say that..."
"And this little guy, even among the phone bugs, is a very individual type..." Lynch remembered that it was not that "B.I.B" had not come into contact with other phone bugs, but he had not been seen, let alone
The real body was encountered by those phone bugs. "Probably because it has different life energy from ordinary bugs, it can see my 'ghost'..."
They were eating breakfast here and chatting casually.
After some time, people began to come out and gather at the bar over there in twos and threes, rubbing their heads that seemed to be suffering from hangovers and headaches, and continued to order drinks.
Listening to their loud talks and shouts, it seems that they are all pirate hunters.
Lynch sent "B.I.B" over to listen to the bragging content of these people at close range.