Chapter 437 Missing Joyboy

Jiger looked at the tidy desk and shook his head, laughing.

"It's all garbage information. How could a guy like Luffy appear in Fun Street?"

After that, Jiger picked up the Den Den Mushi and called the intelligence department directly.

"Write down all the pirate groups that provide clues. Don't touch them for the time being. Once Joy Boy's whereabouts are confirmed, arrest him immediately. Those who resist will be executed on the spot."

"Yes!"

Jiger hung up the Den Den Mushi and looked out the window in a daze.

At present, it is obviously impossible to find Luffy by relying on the power of the masses and those good-for-nothing pirates.

Even the CP organization couldn't find Luffy's whereabouts. Just like the way he escaped, he disappeared without a trace.

In Ziger's opinion, Luffy, who was possessed by Joy Boy, was most likely hiding in some corner of the world to recover his strength. In fact, through these several fights, Ziger also clearly felt that Joy Boy was becoming more and more difficult to deal with.

Who knows what new tricks this guy will come up with next time we fight.

Thinking of this, Jiger frowned slightly, but soon relaxed again.

With his current strength and the level of development of the Dark-Dark Fruit, he is almost infinitely close to his ancestor Saint Casillas. Even if Joyboy recovers to his peak state, he is still capable of fighting.

Besides, there is still Im. Unlike Joy Boy who was "offline" for eight hundred years, she has actually lived for eight hundred years.

After all, Im was one of the twenty kings back then, so her qualifications must not be bad. After eight hundred years, her strength must have reached a new level.

If the peak Joy Boy really attacks, Im will definitely take action. Combined with himself and the various forces under the World Government, the lineup may even be stronger than the twenty kings eight hundred years ago.

From this perspective, Joyboy is not as difficult to deal with as imagined.

Just as I was thinking, there was a knock on the door, and Lucia's gentle voice came from outside the door.

"Little Lord."

Jiger said immediately,

"Come in, Lucia."

Lucia gently pushed the door open and walked in. Jiger rubbed his forehead and said helplessly,

"I've told you several times that you don't need to knock when you come to my office, just come in."

Lucia responded softly,

"Young Master, you are the supreme commander of the navy here, I cannot break the rules."

"Rules... Hey! I, your young master, am the one who makes the rules. I will make a new rule now. From now on, you can come and go in my office as you please. Remember to abide by it."

Lucia was slightly stunned, then smiled and said softly,

"Lucia knows."

After saying that, Lucia walked slowly behind Jig, stretched out a pair of flawless white hands, and gently massaged Jig's head.

A look of satisfaction appeared on Jiger's face, and he closed his eyes and enjoyed Lucia's service.

Lucia asked softly while rubbing it.

"Young Master, have you encountered any troubles?"

Jiger responded with his eyes closed.

"It's not a big deal. I'm just wondering where Luffy is hiding."

"Is the intelligence sent in these days useless?"

"It can only be said that it is fake at first glance, and has absolutely no reference value. I have already ordered the pirates who provided information to be recorded and they will be liquidated together after a while."

Lucia blinked her big eyes like purple gemstones and said,

"Young Master, isn't this what you call killing the donkey after it has done its work?"

"Then you really flatter them. Donkeys are still useful after all, but they are useless. However, if we capture them now, it will dampen the enthusiasm of the other pirates. Although they are all useless, their number is not small. Maybe one day they will meet a good one."

"I see. Young Master is very thoughtful."

Jiger suddenly opened his eyes, looked up at Lucia, raised one hand and hooked Lucia's white chin, and said teasingly,

"Lucia, when did you learn to flatter?"

Lucia suddenly bent down, and the tips of their noses touched.

Their eyes met, and Lucia said softly,

"Master, you misunderstood. Everything Lucia said to you came from the heart. She never meant to flatter you."

Jiger raised the corner of his mouth and smiled evilly.

"Really? Then I have to reward you well..."

Lucia's eyes had already ignited two balls of purple flames, and her skin was white and rosy. She twisted her legs slightly and bit her lips and said,

"Lucia is looking forward to it..."

Jig narrowed his eyes slightly, Lucia smiled charmingly, twisted her snake-like waist, took two steps forward, and then sat on Jig's desk in an extremely seductive posture.

Two long legs wrapped in black stockings swayed gently, as if sending some signal to Jiger.

Jiger slowly stood up from the chair, held Lucia with one hand, holding her tightly against himself, and with the other hand emitting wisps of black air, he waved towards the door.

The darkness instantly filled the gap in the door, making it impossible for any sound to come out of the already extremely soundproof office, and the door was firmly sucked shut. Even if the king of heaven came today, he would not be able to push the door open before Jiger's reward was over.

After doing all this, Jiger then pressed Lucia down on the table.

After a while, a moving symphony was played in the office.

This sound is more exciting than any liberation drum, but except Giger himself, no one in the world is qualified to appreciate it.

I don't know how long it took, but the moving music gradually stopped, followed by the rustling sound of people putting on clothes.

In the office, Giger was sitting on a chair with his upper body naked, holding Lucia in his arms. The woman was naked except for a navy coat.

Lucia curled up in Jiger's arms like a lovable kitten.

Jig took out a cigarette and put it between his lips. Lucia gently raised one hand, a purple flame shot up from her fingertips, and she lit the cigarette for Jig.

Jig smoked almost half of the cigarette, then slowly exhaled. In the midst of the smoke, Lucia put her face against Jig's chest and whispered,

"By the way, young master, I have something to tell you. Yesterday our people detained two fur tribesmen in the surrounding area."

"Huh? Is it a pirate?"

"No, these two guys don't look very old. The older one should be a dog-fur tribe, and the younger one is a rabbit-fur tribe. They are reckless. They took a small broken boat and said they have important information to report to you in person."