Just as Martin was about to draw his sword to counter the sneak attacker, he noticed several burly men across the street fighting and cursing, quickly drawing their blades against each other.
The burly men looked robust and strong, each striking viciously, with intimidating presence, as if they cared nothing for human lives.
Without looking, he knew these men were pirates on the loose nearby. One of the hairy pirates, with one bare left foot, was cursing his opponent with foul language, clearly the owner of the flying shoe.
It seemed to be a misunderstanding, otherwise, who would use a stinky shoe for a sneak attack?
Looking back at Kim, he had a bright red nose, a gray shoe print on his face, and two streams of bright red nosebleed flowing down from his nostrils, staining his mustache. He looked utterly stunned, as if asking, "What kind of performance is this?"
"Ahem, I'm fine, I just accidentally got hit..."
After Kim understood the situation, he had a look like he'd swallowed a fly, accepted his bad luck, then pulled out a handkerchief to quickly wipe away the nosebleed, stroked his mustache, and tidied his appearance.
"Kim, there have been quite a few unidentified individuals in Orange Town recently. What's going on?"
Martin looked at the troublemakers, seizing the opportunity to inquire.
"To be honest, there's been a rumor lately... that there's treasure in the belly of the sea monster that's been attacking ships in the East Blue. Not only Marines... many pirates want to hunt that sea monster, so some have secretly entered Orange Town. It's not just Orange Town; even other small towns have pirates gathering."
Kim leaned in and whispered, "Pirates have been especially numerous these past few days, with several fights breaking out daily. Now even my shop is suffering because of it."
"If it weren't for the Marine patrols, I'm afraid my shop would have been robbed by them."
"Another treasure rumor?"
Martin was a bit puzzled.
Ever since he transmigrated, various treasure rumors had emerged endlessly. The East Blue always had a few treasure rumors each year.
Every time treasure appeared, countless pirates would gather like sharks smelling blood, causing various brawls and disturbances.
If treasure were discovered around Orange Town, the pirates wouldn't care if there was a Marine logistics base here; it would definitely cause great chaos.
What else could it be? This was the Great Pirate Era!
Martin didn't linger to watch, intentionally bypassing the market and choosing a quieter street.
He only wanted to live peacefully with Robin and didn't want to be a heroic do-gooder.
Making money by fighting pirates was indeed fast, but even with his unreleased Senbonzakura, he felt it was too risky.
Compared to those smelly, unwashed pirates, snuggling with his wife in a warm bed was much better.
Passing through a district with neon lights, Martin smelled perfume.
He looked up and saw a small Western-style building with neon lights hanging at its entrance.
Several scantily clad women were soliciting customers, heavily made up, occasionally lifting their skirts to reveal their fair skin, catching the eye.
"Sir, come have fun! For just ten thousand Berries, you can play until tomorrow!"
"This way, sir, please come in. I just love your strong physique."
Watching the women soliciting customers, Martin chose to avoid them.
His red book was related to marriage. Perhaps he could go to a brothel, listen to music, flirt with a courtesan or something, to see if anything would trigger.
However, the women here were out of the question.
This kind of small-town brothel was a favorite haunt for smelly pirates. You could smell body odor as soon as you entered. In his eyes, it was a filthy public toilet, not even suitable for urinating.
Martin even suspected that Orange Town was so popular with pirates precisely because it had a brothel.
Otherwise, who would cause trouble and wander around a place with Marine presence?
"Oh, this big brother looks so familiar..."
Suddenly, a beautiful woman in revealing clothes quickly walked out of the brothel diagonally opposite. Her long hair flowed down to her waist, and she wore a tight-fitting dress that accentuated her ample cleavage.
The woman walked straight towards Martin, gazing at the passing stranger with beautiful eyes. Her red lips immediately curved into a smile, sending a flirtatious glance, and she casually ran her hand through her wavy long hair.
A strong scent of cheap perfume wafted over.
Martin glanced at her.
Fiery red lips, wavy hair, cleavage, dressed so revealingly!
Uh...
What was she trying to do?
Rob him?
He didn't have any cash in his shorts pocket.
His shorts vibrated slightly, and several throwing knives already appeared in Martin's hand.
He heard that the women here occasionally forcefully dragged customers off the street. If she tried to force him, he wouldn't mind shooting her in the face with throwing knives.
If throwing knives weren't enough, he also had two thunderclap bombs hidden in his shorts, ready to unleash on her at any time.
For no other reason than he didn't like to cut women!
Sure enough, the beautiful woman extended a slender, fair arm and blocked his path.
"Handsome, you look so familiar! Please stop!"
The beautiful woman parted her red lips, her beautiful eyes sparkling.
"I'm only willing to pay 200 Berries."
Martin said proudly.
"200? That'll do..."
The beautiful woman gritted her teeth.
Ah, this was the legendary ideal girl who didn't care about cars, houses, or a man's looks, physique, or income, but could bring you happiness for just 200 Berries.
Heh heh!
"Handsome, what's wrong? Don't you believe me?"
The woman stepped closer and asked again.
"Ah... Miss, I injured my prostate when I had a tooth pulled a few days ago, and I need to go see my wife immediately."
After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and turned to leave.
"What's a prostate?"
The bewildered woman watched him quickly depart, wondering if she was dressed too warmly.
Suddenly, she noticed the throwing knives glinting in his hands behind his back, and a shiver ran down her spine. She covered her open red lips with her hand.
...
"Oh, is Martin back?"
"I saw your family bought a lot of food. Are you planning to marry another wife and host a banquet for everyone?"
Returning to his residential area, just as he was about to push open the door, a charming woman from next door poked her head out of the window, a radiant smile on her face.
Her name was Mrs. Yoru, a charming widow who had moved to Orange Town two years ago.
It was said that Mrs. Yoru and her husband had been merchants at sea years ago, and after her husband was killed by pirates, she settled in Orange Town.
She was quite talkative on weekdays and got along well with the neighbors. When Martin held his wedding banquet, Mrs. Yoru had an engagement and couldn't attend, but she still sent a gift.
"Mrs. Yoru, you're joking. I just went out and found it's not very peaceful outside. I was worried something might happen, so I prepared some food in advance."
Martin replied.
Mrs. Yoru's smile immediately faded, and she nodded, "Thank you for the reminder. Things have indeed been a bit off lately. I should also prepare more food."
Her beautiful eyes gazed at him wistfully as she asked, "I truly envy Rona for finding such a good husband."
"With a husband like you, Miss Rona must be very happy, which makes me a bit envious!"
Martin's old face flushed, "Mrs. Yoru, you're joking. As long as Mrs. Yoru wishes, there will surely be plenty of excellent suitors."
To be honest, when he first thought about getting married, the first person he considered was the widow, Mrs. Yoru.
Mrs. Yoru had a very good appearance and figure. In the few years she had lived there, she had been reclusive, with no scandals or bad behavior.
Furthermore, she was still young, only in her twenties, so whether she was a widow or not was no longer important. However, he met Robin in the small town, and that thought was dispelled.
"By the way, Martin, you always make strange noises at night... could you be a little quieter?"
Mrs. Yoru said, her face flushing.
Martin suddenly realized. No wonder she was so talkative today; it turned out this charming widow had been disturbed.
Heh, I thought this beautiful widow had suddenly become enlightened!
...
"My dear, dinner is ready."
"You bought so much food today... the kitchen is almost overflowing."
Back home, a steaming hot dinner was laid out on the table. Robin took off her apron and immediately stood up, as if she had been waiting for her husband to return.
Seeing her husband return, Robin pouted, "My dear, you said you were going shopping, but you bought so much that there's no space left at home, and you didn't even say anything."
"Speak louder, okay?"
Martin stepped forward and hugged his wife.
"Huh? Speak what?"
Seeing his little wife's bewildered expression, Martin grinned mischievously and gently pushed her towards the table.
Soon, the bowls and chopsticks on the dining table began to tremble violently...
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