The Pirate Empress is my wife, but I’m fooling around outside

Brontë takes Avlander to the Franky House by the sea, intending to teach these thieves a good lesson, accompanied by the iceberg secretary Carifa.

It's a quirky cabin that sits on a desolate mudflat and resembles a robot's head.

At this time, the house was full of cheerful singing, and the thief who was immersed in joy did not notice that three revenge guys came outside.

Franky stood on a high platform, holding the microphone in his hand and swaying to the music.

"You are my little baby, like the most beautiful cloud in the sky..."

"Follow my left foot and right foot in slow motion, right foot and left foot slow motion replay... Whoosh!"

Just as the song reached its climax, the door of the house was kicked open, and then Brontë appeared with two beautiful women with long legs.

French and the others were startled by this sudden scene, thinking that Carrera Company was coming to challenge, because Iceberg's secretary Carifa was also among them.

But the leader is a young man, which makes Franky think that which family's brother is looking for trouble!

When he saw Franky wearing only a pair of underwear, even Avlandra, who was also undressed, couldn't help but complain: "What an exhibitionist!"

When Franky heard this, he immediately posed their signature move with the cube sisters, shouting, "Super!"

Brontë didn't want to give him a chance to continue to pack 13, so he directly rubbed a fireball and threw it over, setting the stage carefully arranged by the French family on fire.

Seeing this, the younger brothers hurriedly went to the beach to fetch water and put out the fire.

"Oh, you guy, what are you doing? It's unforgivable that it took me three hours to set up the stage!" French raised his big iron fist and aimed it at the boy in front of him who made him angry.

"Strong right hand!"

As his words fell, a heavy punch smashed towards Brontë, but was easily dodged by the teenager.

Brontë fought back, bound Franky with the Thread Fruit, and then used the Shock Fruit ability to knock him out entirely.

However, Franky has a body that is not bad, thick skin, very resistant to, and a hard punch, but blood has not fallen.

"Left-handed shelling!" Franky's left palm suddenly disconnected from his wrist, revealing the muzzle hidden inside, aiming at Brontë as a shell.

Brontë used the barrier fruit ability to block a powerful explosion, and smoke suddenly rose around him.

When the smoke cleared, he directly launched the Thunder Fruit.

A bolt of thunder fell from the sky and slashed straight into Frankie's head, and the current ran down his body to the soles of his feet.

Since he had a lot of metal installed in his body, his electrical conductivity was exceptionally good, and he quickly fell to the ground and convulsed.

The cube-headed sisters hurried forward to check on the condition of the head of the family, while the other younger brothers surrounded the three.

Kalifa pushed her glasses, "You can deal with Franky at ease, these trash fish are handed over to us." Subsequently

, Frankie's family felt a wave of cool leg techniques, and they were all kicked and their noses were blue and swollen.

But Kalifa and Avrandra are no better, gray-faced, completely losing their former luster.

"You guys, you're really looking for your own death!" French stood up and twisted the mechanical neck.

Brontë knew that the other party was using a triangular chopper, so he planned to preemptively.

Since the current just now can't do much damage, then increase the voltage again.

This time, Brontë directly summoned a thunder ball, with a trace of destructive power, containing at least twice the energy of the previous thunderbolt.

Frankie panicked, this move may cost him his life, after a short thought, he immediately raised his hand to surrender, "I... I admit defeat, this little brother, I have something to say, hurry up and collect your magical powers!"

Seeing that the other party was interested, Brontë planned to let him go, but the thunderball was summoned, and there was no reason to take it back.

So he could only walk out of the house and throw the thunderball into the sea not far away.

Boom!

The thunderball exploded, setting off a column of water several meters high.

Seeing this situation, Franky exhaled a long breath, not how powerful the thunderball was, but that as a metal man, he was particularly sensitive to lightning.

It's like water and fire.

"Little brother, I wonder why you visited my French house?" Franky was going to ask about the situation first, perhaps including some misunderstanding.

Brontë put his hands behind his back and looked into Frankie's eyes, "Let me ask you, did you steal something from a hotel called Wind and Snow Moon today?"

Hearing this, French looked ashamed, "Yes, it was my younger brother who stole it."

"You're not involved?" Brontë asked.

"Well, well, it's true that I'm also at fault, so let's pay you back, what do you think?" French immediately asked the cubehead sisters to go and withdraw the money.

Brontë opened it and looked at it, but he didn't plan to let these thieves go, "Yo, why is there 30 million Baileys missing, you won't already use it, right?"

"No, absolutely not, we only have so much money to open." French hurried to his defense.

"No, it's indeed 30 million less, everyone is just friends, I don't have to lie to you, do I?" Brontë said calmly.

Frankie turned to look at the younger brothers.

They shook their heads repeatedly, indicating that they were absolutely not smuggling.

"In this way, I will not embarrass you, as long as you promise me one thing, I can get away with it." Brontë felt that these guys would not be able to take 30 million Bailey for a while, so they simply did not touch porcelain, and the whole thing that was useful to them was the most real.

"You say!"

"I want you to be my partner and go to sea with us." Brontë was straight to the point.

"Oh, it turns out that you are pirates, don't think about it, I will never get on a thief's ship." Frankie suddenly realized, but he would not become a pirate if he killed.

"Don't be busy refusing, you think about it, and in three days, I'll come to you again." Brontë carried the cash box and prepared to go home.

At that time, if Franky is not willing to use other means, in short, this shipwright he will decide!

At this moment, the two cube-headed sisters greeted them and said coquettishly: "Little brother, if you don't dislike it, we are willing to follow you to the sea on behalf of the head of the family."

Brontë quickly waved his hand, "Hey, girl, don't make trouble, what I need is a good talent like Mr. French, as for you, you need to practice." Hearing

this, French suddenly came to his senses, "Three days, I will give you an answer in three days."

"Well, in a word!"

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Early the next morning, Brontë was still immersed in the gentle countryside, and there was a knock at the door.

Avlandra, who was lying in her arms, put on her clothes and went to open the door, only to find that it was the square head sister of the French family, and she was suddenly a little displeased.

"Is Mr. Brontë there? We have something to find him.

At this time, Brontë had already dressed and came to the door, "Two sisters, what advice?"

"Mr. Brontë, we have something to find you, please take a step to speak." The bespectacled cube head spoke.

After that, the two led Brontë to a dimly lit cottage, which also belongs to the Wind and Snow Moon Hotel, but the location is on the top floor, and the view is relatively open.

"You guys are... What to do? Brontë looked a little cramped because the square-headed sisters' eyes were not quite right.

"Mr. Brontë, we are willing to apologize for Mr. French, and if you don't mind, please laugh!"

After that, the two of them took off their clothes.

Looking at the two sisters with shiny and elastic skin, Brontë didn't want to get involved, but he urgently needed to improve the fruit ability at the moment, so he could only give them up.

Strangely, he had some expectations.

With one enemy and two, this will be a hearty battle, and it will definitely kill the sky and the moon.

Brontë let the cube sisters undress, and soon all that remained in the room was the occasional wheezing.

......

Almost two hours had passed before Brontë stumbled back from outside.

Looking at the captain who could not walk steadily, Avlandra hurried up to help him.

"Captain, what's wrong with you?"

Brontë did not speak, sat down at the table with a disappointed face, raised the water cup and took a sip.

He really couldn't understand why after this three cultivations, the fruit ability had hardly improved.