Pirate: I, Roger's son, nine-year-old admiral!

The old carp lady in front of her with a smile on her face held her palm and shook it up and down. Listening to what she said, Bastou was completely confused. He immediately looked in disbelief and defended:

"Ha!? Stop joking! How could I be anything..."

"That's right! Little John! I never realized how powerful you are before!"

However, before Bastou's words could be spoken, he was abruptly interrupted by a group of fishmen behind Old Lady Carp. Nearly [-]% of the residents of Fishman Street in shabby linen shirts knew Bastou, and some of them even lived in the same apartment building as Bastou.

"Wow... He was so handsome just now! I wanted to give that strong Jason a beating for a long time, but unfortunately I don't have the courage or the strength... ."

"That's right! I never realized that this little John is so strong! I thought we were all in the same boat, and we were bullied by this bastard Jason every day..."

"Jiang Jason... He really deserves it. He was next door to me back then. So and so, so-and-so, didn't the whole family suffer from him? You can't keep this kind of person!"

"Yes, I remember another time. It seems that Little John hadn't moved here yet. This guy just set fire to his store. There were children in the store. He just burned it with a fire. Already..."

"Anyway, little John, you are a big hero in our area! Well done!"

"Well......"

Bass Head looked at these residents and neighbors in a daze, and it was hard to imagine why these people would say such things.

Aren't we usually bullied together, fearful, complaining, and despised by our neighbors who only bully fellow fishmen all day long?

But now that it was his turn to kill someone, why did everyone start praising him?

Why aren't they afraid of themselves?

Didn't they see the strong Jason lying on the ground just now?

Speaking of Jason, aren't Jason's younger brothers still there...

The bass head tilted his head and looked back, his eyes piercing through the sand and fog of Ige's incarnation, and fell to the place where Jason had fallen, but now, there was nothing there, only a pool of blood could be seen.

"Those catfish gangsters took Jason away."

Seeing Bass Head like this, Iger seemed to know what he wanted to see, and whispered something quietly in his ear.

Of course, Little John, who was still angry, didn't want to pay attention to what Iger said at this moment. He didn't seem to understand the current situation. He turned around, opened his mouth and thought for a second, and then said To speak:

"But I killed..."

Once again, Bass Head didn't even say half of his words before he was abruptly interrupted by this group of people. The guys swarmed up and directly lifted up Bass Head, and then threw it high into the sky. !

While throwing it, they cheered.

"Little John!"

"Little John!"

"Little John!"

"..."

After a full 10 minutes, the residents, whose enthusiasm had cooled down a bit, finally lowered the bass head that was about to faint in mid-air.

"Well...listen to me, I really..."

As soon as he was put on the ground, Bass Head suddenly felt that the whole world was spinning, but even so, he still suppressed his nausea at this moment and looked at the neighbors in front of him, trying to explain something to them.

But I don’t know if it was a coincidence or intentional. It seemed that she just didn’t want him to say those words. The old carp lady rushed forward again, grabbed his palm, and shouted with a voice many times louder than his:

"Oh! You will be the new star of Fishman Street from now on, right? Little John! But although you are very strong, you must pay attention to the real giants of Fishman Street! Don't let them target you!"

"Giant, giant?"

Hearing this word, Bass Head, who was about to explain, was diverted. He had long heard that there were several truly powerful giants in Fishman Street who had always firmly controlled the entire Fishman Island. Underground business, and this strong Jason is just a street gangster.

But he has never seen these real giants, because even a street gangster can deal with him badly.

"Oh...yes, since Tiger and Jinbei left, Fishman Street has been taken over by some young people..."

The old lady Carp hunched her back and sighed, her eyes a little sighing,

"These guys are quite brutal... But we believe in you, Little John! If it were you, even if you encounter these guys, you would definitely be able to escape unscathed, right?"

"Correct!"

The old lady Carp yelled behind her, and she immediately won everyone's unanimous agreement. Then, the old lady nodded with satisfaction, patted the bass head's shoulder, as if asking him to work hard, and then He turned around and prepared to leave with his hands behind his back.

Seeing the reaction of the old lady Carp, the other residents also gave a thumbs up to the carp head in a tacit understanding, then turned around, spread out, and walked towards their residences.

"Hey, hey, hey! Wait a minute and listen to me! Actually, I am..."

Seeing that everyone was about to disperse, Bass Head suddenly became anxious. He immediately realized that he had not finished what he wanted to explain just now, and immediately shouted to everyone.

However, this time, when he was halfway through shouting, he was stopped by himself because he found that everyone seemed to be unable to hear what he was saying. They didn't even look at him and seemed to run away. Go to your own home.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of closing doors sounded one after another. Within just 5 minutes, all the doors were simply closed, and there was no longer a soul on the street.

"They did this on purpose, don't you understand?"

Seeing that Bass Head was looking at this scene in a daze, Iger also sighed, slowly floated around Bass Head, and said something faintly.

"How dare you say that! It's all your fault!"

Iger's words were like a flame igniting a gunpowder keg, detonating the entire bass head at that time. He turned back suddenly, his eyes full of anger, and he roared like crazy,

"It's not all your fault! If it weren't for you..."

Basshead's chest was heaving violently, as if he was about to explode at the next moment. He didn't want to say a word to Eagle anymore, so he turned around and ran away!

Good guy, running so fast...

Old God Yig was there, watching this guy run away, and he would be able to catch up with him in a while.

However, just when Bastou ran 400 meters, Eagle's expression suddenly changed drastically, and then he yelled anxiously!

"Hey! Don't go over there! It's dangerous!"