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"That guy…is going to do something big again.”
Hearing the other end of the phone call, Marko looked at the silent phone worm and muttered.
" This guy has always been bold. He actually needs to disguise himself this time. Father, should we go…"
Qiao Zi looked at the white-bearded man. He had boarded the ship early and understood Noah the best. This time, Noah had taken the initiative to disguise himself, so what he was doing was definitely extremely risky. He had always had a good relationship with Noah. Seeing that Noah seemed to be in danger this time, he could not help but be a little worried.
"Kulalalala-Noah is not a reckless person. As the eldest son, he has his own awareness and responsibility. This is my son."
The white-bearded man laughed loudly. This son who took the initiative to become stronger and take on the responsibility of his elder brother had always been his pride.
On the other side, Noah, who was about to arrive at Roswell Island, stood on the bow of the Golden Rocky, watching the naval battle in the distance, deep in thought.
In the distance, a group of pirates was looting a grain ship.
Looking at the pirates who were partying in the distance, a wonderful idea was gradually taking shape in Noah's mind.
"Rocky!"
Noah turned to Rocky and asked,"
"Do you see that group of pirates in front? Take care of them. That grain ship must be kept intact. Can you do that?”
Rocky chuckled.
"Lord Noah, leave such a small matter to me!”
Noelle smiled proudly when he saw Rocky and his gang rushing toward the pirates.
With this grain ship, he could enter Marinchoa with a very legitimate identity.
There was nothing more legitimate than being a grain merchant.
As for the merchants on the grain ship, Noah could only express his apologies.
He had chosen his own path, so it was very normal for him to encounter pirates who were no match for him.
As a pirate, it was already very kind of Noah to mourn for three seconds in his heart.
Noelle was surprised to see Rocky and his gang defeating the pirates.
Rocky's group was quite capable.
The battle was over. Ignoring Rocky, Noah ordered Clark to advance to Roswell Island.
Roswell Island
Bazaar
Noah and the others looked at the surrounding vendors and clicked their tongues in wonder.
Unlike the usual small island market, which sold clothes and supplies, the market on Roswell Island sold things that could change one's appearance.
Masks, wigs, all kinds of clothes, and fats that could change one's skin color.
"The world is so big that there are all kinds of strange things."
Noah picked up a mask and looked at it in amazement. He turned around and saw Rocky, who was obsessed with Roger's equipment. He suddenly felt that he was still too inexperienced.
"This place is a paradise for criminals and pirates.”
As he walked, Noah walked to the door of a very remote shop. This shop was Noah's target this time, and it was also a disguise shop that Marko had highly praised. However, looking at this dilapidated shop, it was difficult for Noah to associate it with the shop that Marko had mentioned that charged exorbitant prices and had an outstanding reputation.
"Mo Xi, Mo Xi? Is Boss Dazhi here?"
Noah pushed open the door and looked at the messy and dark environment inside. He felt that this place had been abandoned for many years.
"Who is it?"
An old and hoarse voice came from upstairs.
As the wooden stairs creaked and groaned, a short old man walked downstairs. The two narrowed eyes on his nose sized Noah up, making Noah feel uncomfortable.
"Tch, so it's a little brat."
The old man sniffed and snorted disdainfully. He turned around and was about to go upstairs.
"I'm here to disguise myself."
Noah stopped the old man.
"Disguise? Do you have money, brat?"
The old man turned around and looked at Noah again.
"Thump!"
The huge package in Noah's hand crushed a table in the shop with a loud bang.
"Is 100 million Bailey enough?"
Noah lowered his head and looked at the old man in front of him.
The short old man looked at the package on the ground, then looked at Noah, and turned to go upstairs.
"Follow me, kid. I'm the Darjeeling you're looking for.”
Noelle followed the short old man, no, Boss Darges, upstairs. Looking at the dazzling array of tools in front of him, he found a random place to sit down.
"Brat, what request do you have?"
"You can make any request?"
Noelle was suspicious. The person in front of him was a little different from the amazing disguise expert Marko had mentioned. Noelle could not help but feel uncertain.
Boss Dazhi sneered.
"Of course, kid. Since I dare to ask for a price, I naturally have the ability to ask for a price. If you just want to change your face, you can go out and turn left for 50 Bailey to buy a mask.”
Noah sat up straight. Only now did he feel that Boss Darzhi seemed to have some real ability.
"I want to disguise myself as an adult in his thirties with black hair, a height of 1.85 meters, and bronze skin.”
Noah handed over an image that he had drawn earlier.
"However, I request that this disguise not affect the domineering use of body techniques or the use of sword techniques. Moreover, in an emergency, it must be able to quickly take off and put on the disguise.”
Noah leaned back against the wall and looked at Boss Darjeeling.
"How is it? Can you do it?"
Boss Darzhi stared at Noah, as if he wanted to see a flower on his face.
"Brat, don't do anything big at such a young age, you will die.”
Noah spread out his hands and said indifferently to the boss,
"Boss, I'll pay and you work. It's just a fair trade.”
"Stand up and let me see."
Noelle stood up and watched Boss Dazhi busy himself, a soft ruler flying up and down around him.
"Kid, show me your weapon color.”
Looking at the red cherry blossoms on Noah's fist, Boss Darge looked very surprised. However, he did not say anything. Instead, he took out a pile of tools and started hammering on Noah's domineering fist.
After a few hours, Noah was tossed and turned by Boss Darges like a puppet. However, Noah was not impatient. After all, the more compatible he was, the safer he would be in Marinchoa. Noah had always been patient when it came to matters that concerned his life.
"Alright, kid."
After an unknown period of time, the boss finally stopped. He sat opposite Noah and said seriously,
"Brat, according to your request, do not affect the performance of your strength and quickly remove your disguise. 100 million Bailey is not enough."
"Then name your price."
Noah sat down, his expression relaxed and natural.
"150 million Bailey, not a single cent less.”
"Deal."
It was getting late. Rocky and his men were waiting anxiously at the door.
The door creaked open.
A tall man with black hair and heavy eyeshadow walked out of the door. He looked at Rocky and the others who were dumbfounded and couldn't help but laugh.
"From today onwards, please call me Captain Sparrow.”
"Captain Jack Sparrow."
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