I remember Sabo's father will later ask a crew of pirates to capture Sabo, and all three of them will end up caught.
That time will be the best opportunity.
Judging from the current situation, this plot hasn't happened yet.
In the original story, after Sabo was caught, he didn't see Ace and Luffy again. Then he went out to sea alone, got blasted by two cannon shots from the Celestial Dragons, and was ultimately saved by Dragon.
The Gray Terminal will be ordered to be burned down by the King of Goa around that time, purely to welcome the Celestial Dragons and avoid leaving any bad impressions.
It seems I will have to live here for a while.
Turning around to look at the Gray Terminal behind him, Tang An formed a preliminary plan.
He wouldn't just rashly go up and finish off the three kids; after all, there was a strong possibility that bandit crew was watching over them from the shadows, or even Dragon and Garp.
Though the probability of that was slim, it definitely existed.
Without a certain degree of assurance, Tang An wouldn't make a move.
It was quite humiliating to think about--here he was, a dignified 17-year-old youth, actually afraid of being unable to beat two kids aged seven and ten.
If it were the ten-year-old and seven-year-old kids from his past life, he, Tang An, could take on ten of them with one hand tied behind his back.
Yet replaced with the ten-year-old and seven-year-old of this world, he wouldn't be able to beat them even if there were ten of him.
Tang An had a very clear self-awareness.
In addition, he had to prepare his escape from the Kingdom of Goa. If he finished off those three, he would undoubtedly be hunted down. Just thinking about the Revolutionary Army made Tang An's expression heavy.
Therefore, until his backup plan was ready, he couldn't make a move against those three fellows.
The best method was to drag a few scapegoats down with him, and that pirate crew seemed the most suitable.
If he joined their ranks, he could easily capture Luffy and the other two, and at that point, all he would need to do was deliver the finishing shots, then hijack their pirate ship in the ensuing chaos.
What was that pirate crew called again?
Right, the Bluejam Pirates.
However, these pirates were heinous villains, and trying to infiltrate them might not necessarily succeed.
It looked like he was going to bleed heavily.
With a thought, the light screen reappeared before his eyes, and Tang An looked at that 60ml bottle.
Right now, this was the only thing he could pull out.
It was time to unleash the art of bluffing.
Entering Town 1 through the main gate, it was a gathering place for ruffians and scoundrels. Only by passing through Town 1 could one enter Central Street, which was where the commoners lived, followed by High Town where the nobles lived, and right at the center, the royal palace.
"Another business opportunity."
Sure enough, as soon as Tang An entered Town 1, he was blocked by three local hooligans whose swaggering demeanor clearly indicated a robbery.
"Pooher than us."
Originally, the three ruffians were excited, but the moment they saw Tang An's appearance, they lost interest.
His physique was thin and malnourished; he looked nothing more than a sickly ghost.
He didn't even have a place to hide anything.
It was just that Tang An gave off a frail and delicate vibe.
All of this was thanks to his terminal cancer. As everyone knows, the complexion of a mid-stage and a terminal-stage patient are worlds apart.
Furthermore, before coming in, Tang An had already stashed his pistol inside his trashy golden finger.
The three hooligans lost interest, and the other thugs behind them did too, to the point that Tang An actually passed through Town 1 unhindered and arrived at Central Street.
Compared to the dilapidation of the Gray Terminal and Town 1, Central Street appeared much more prosperous and neat.
There were many residents coming and going, all dressed cleanly and looking radiant.
There were also many shops lining both sides of the street. Tang An strolled around and eventually set his sights on a shop selling weird and unusual goods.
"Shoo, shoo, shoo... Where'd this beggar come from?"
Yet before Tang An could even step through the door, he was blocked by the store clerk.
After all, Tang An's current image wasn't very flattering.
"I have a treasure to sell you."
Tang An feigned a furtive manner, clutching his trouser pocket as if terrified someone would discover it.
"A treasure? Don't tell me you picked it up from the Gray Terminal!"
The clerk was arrogant, his nostrils practically pointing up at the sky. Who knew where he got that inexplicable sense of superiority.
"Let you take a look."
Tang An pulled out the 60ml bottle. Its exquisite packaging was quite rare, and before the clerk could even see it clearly, he quickly tucked it back into his pocket.
"What is that?"
"Something that enhances smoothness and sensation in certain aspects... If you sell this to a noble..."
Tang An gave an expression that any man would understand.
The clerk was somewhat skeptical, but Tang An's final sentence perked up his ears.
Those nobles just loved these kinds of trends and items. If it was just as this fellow claimed, then it could definitely fetch a lot of money.
"There's only one bottle in the entire Kingdom of Goa. If you're not buying, I'll just have to go to another shop."
Without even waiting for the clerk to react, Tang An made a move to leave.
"Wait."
Seeing that Tang An was about to leave, the clerk hurriedly stopped him and directly ushered Tang An into the shop.
Playing hard to get really did work.
Entering the shop, Tang An finally saw clearly what this place sold.
Sure enough, it was some bizarre merchandise, like whips, chili spray, and the like--the tastes in this world were quite perverted too.
"You're the one selling things?"
A corpulent fat man walked out, obviously the store owner, with the previous clerk trailing behind him.
"Yes."
Tang An walked over to the counter and took out the 60ml bottle.
"Can this really enhance that aspect?"
The owner looked at the exquisitely packaged 60ml bottle, unable to read the text on it.
"Transparent, hyaluronic, colorless, odorless, water-soluble, slippery as oil. You can drop a few drops to test it."
"I'll try it."
The clerk volunteered and held out his hand.
Tang An opened the packaging box, twisted the cap, pressed it to release a few drops of transparent liquid, and then the clerk hurried off to the back room.
About thirty seconds later, the clerk came out with a dull, uninspired expression on his face.
"Boss, it's real."
"Ten thousand Berries."
The store owner narrowed his eyes, already imagining dividing this stuff into several portions and selling them to those nobles and royals. The Berries would definitely be substantial.
Tang An didn't speak; he picked up the 60ml bottle and made to leave.
"Wait, one hundred thousand Berries."
The owner grew a bit anxious.
"Boss, do you know how much this thing can sell for on the Sabaody Archipelago? Fifty hundred thousand Berries."
Tang An didn't even blink.
"You're from the Sabaody Archipelago?"
The owner and the clerk were stunned.
"Of course. This time I got separated from a merchant ship while following them, otherwise I wouldn't be selling this. This is something worth five hundred thousand Berries."
"Five hundred thousand Berries? Isn't that too expensive? A little more would be fine, but your bottle is too small."
The owner clearly didn't believe it.
"How about this! Final price, two hundred thousand Berries. Consider it a bargain for you."
Tang An wore an expression as if his heart was bleeding.
"Fifty thousand."
"One hundred and fifty thousand."
"One hundred thousand."
"One hundred and ten thousand. If you aren't buying, forget it, I'll go to other shops."
"Deal. Get him the money."
Without another word, the owner directly told the clerk to hand over the cash. Following the simultaneous exchange of goods and money, Tang An walked out of the shop.
The other party hadn't harbored any malicious intentions, otherwise Tang An might have had to draw his gun.
One hundred and ten thousand Berries--if equated to Japanese Yen, converted to Red Suns it would be just over seven thousand one hundred.
Of course, Tang An didn't know the exchange rate between Japanese Yen and Red Suns.
Still, one hundred and ten thousand Berries should count as a small sum of money, right?
He hadn't expected his first pot of gold to come from selling this kind of thing. The trashy golden finger still had some use after all.
Next, Tang An changed into a new set of clothes and grabbed something to eat.
If not for the purchasing power of Berries, Tang An wouldn't necessarily have been able to get a complete makeover and fill his stomach.
He still had one hundred and five thousand Berries left on him, and it was time to kick off his plan.
While eating, Tang An had been deep in thought.
If he had even a shred of real physical power, he wouldn't go through so much elaborate trouble, seeing as Tang An didn't particularly like using his brain.
He was just forced into it.
When muscle fails, you have to rely on brains to make up for it.
On a cliff, a little mouse waved its short front paws, jumping down over and over again, trying hard to learn how to fly. Beside it, the mother bat watched it tumble and smash its head bloody, saying with worry: Dear, should we tell it that it's not our biological child...
(End of chapter)