Sherlock wrapped his domineering aura around his fist.

When Titan saw Sherlock, a complicated expression appeared on his face.

The Tata people hiding in the bushes watched carefully as the hero faced the Titan alone.

After a moment, they heard the sound of ummy ahhhhhh.

They looked at the Titan who was beaten by the cool and domineering iron fist.

Why do you feel gay inexplicably?

The patriarch looked at Kom with an expression that I understood.

No wonder the hero has always rejected the most beautiful black woman in our clan. It turns out that he doesn’t like women!

Kom hugged himself tightly: "Captain, what do you want to do?"

The patriarch nodded silently and wrote down the information.

This time, Titan actually performed the Navy Six Style. Although the movement was not smooth, Sherlock was sure that this was the Navy Six Style.

Titan also noticed that Sherlock's footwork looked familiar. It was precisely because of this that he came here after chasing Sherlock's smell before he recovered from his injuries.

It wants to confirm Sherlock's identity.

They fought for an hour, and in the end, Sherlock beat the Titan with the advantage of becoming more and more courageous as the Shuangshuang Fruit fights.

There was a loud bang.

The Titan collapsed in the jungle.

Sherlock stood beside it, pulled a piece of fruit candy away and threw it into his mouth.

"Who are you, who are you?"

The Titan roared wildly.

The people of the Tata tribe also cheered and shouted for the hero again.

Sherlock frowned slightly, and he glanced at Titan: "Your physical skills look very familiar, who taught you?"

"You used the same footwork as him who adopted me."

Titan suddenly seemed to recall the memories of his childhood, the man in a black suit and a cold face.

He never told himself his name, but taught himself the skills to survive.

"who is he?"

Sherlock asked.

"I don't know who he is, I only know that he told me that weak is original sin."

"Weakness is original sin." Sherlock repeated the words of Titan and asked, "Does there be five dazzling scars on his back?"

Titan looked at Sherlock with a side face: “Yes, you know him.”

"Rob Luci, I didn't expect you, who is called a killing weapon, to have such a side."

Sherlock said to himself.

The first time Titan heard the name of his benefactor, he couldn't help but burst into tears. It cried:

"He is right. Weakness is original sin. My child was stolen, but I couldn't get out of this island. It was all my sin... Kill me... Kill me, let me get rid of me..."

"What can you accept the worst outcome?"

Sherlock asked.

Titan wiped his tears: "What does it mean?"

"Answer me."

Sherlock looked at Titan with an unusually calmness, and Titan was stunned: "Even if... my child dies, I want to retrieve its body and bury it next to its mother."

Sherlock nodded gently: "Okay."

Titan looked at Sherlock in surprise, and Sherlock said slowly:

"I can find your child for you, and I will bring it back to you no matter how old I am."

"You...will you help me?"

Titan's eyes were full of doubt and shock.

Sherlock: "It's not about helping you, it's about dealing."

"What do you want? I can promise you never attack humans again."

Titan said expectantly.

Sherlock: "No, I don't need it, I want you to teach me the physical skills you know."

Titan was stunned for a long time and focused his attention: "I promise you that as long as you bring my child back, I will definitely teach you."

"good."

Sherlock took out the yellowed leaflet from his arms, "I will definitely bring it back."

"Brother, I'll go with you!"

Letterson rushed out of the bushes.

The Tata tribe looked at Kom with a confused look on his face, waiting for him to translate.

Kom told the patriarch that Sherlock was going to help Titan find the child. The old patriarch waved his crutch, nodded, and told Kom.

Kom walked to Sherlock with his legs trembling and passed a message to the clan leader.

"The patriarch said that Mr. Sherlock is a real hero and has chosen the most difficult path. He admires you very much and wants to be a ally with you, become a brother, and offer the darkest man of the Tata tribe to warm your bed."

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed Sherlock's gradually darkening face, and Kom ran away.

"Brother, do you need a man to warm the bed? I can!"

Letterson volunteered.

Sherlock hit his head with an iron fist. This time he did not have the ability to use the refreshing fruit, but was purely sanctioned by the iron fist.

Letterson held his head, and the pain made him cry.

Sherlock glanced at the old patriarch in the bushes. The old patriarch blinked, looking like I knew everything, which made Sherlock feel uncomfortable as if he had eaten shit.

"It's scary. I didn't expect that the heroes actually had this kind of hobby. I want to protect myself."

Kom hugged himself tightly.

Sherlock wanted to find a woman to prove his innocence immediately, but under the beautiful and moving night, all Tata women could only see their white teeth.

Sherlock really can't do it.

"Let the patriarch return the ship to me first, and my sailors, so others can stay here first."

Sherlock patted Kom on the shoulder, Kom's whole body was as if he was electrocuted, and his teeth were trembling: "I...I...I'm not ready yet."

Sherlock kicked him in the butt and kicked him in front of the old patriarch.

Kom translated Sherlock's words to the old patriarch.

The patriarch thought for a moment and nodded.

Only when the Tata tribe saw that the Titan could not be dynamic, the Tata tribe dared to come out.

Sherlock returned to the tree house to rest, and that night, he slept very hard.

The next day, the sunlight climbed in through the windows of the tree house and shone in the empty tree house.

Lightson opened the door made of banana leaves and scratched his red explosive head: "Where have you been?"

Sherlock got up very early and had already run around the island, while observing the weather near the island.

"I don't know if Laubron has a way out."

Sherlock muttered to himself, taking off his sweat-wetted shirt to reveal his acquaintance muscles.

He shook his head and sighed: "If I had this figure before, I wouldn't have been green."

Then, he began to practice iron fist and the "shaving" he had just learned.

It took about two hours before Letterson found Sherlock, and he ran over with a pile of bananas.

"Brother, have some, the bananas on this island are particularly sweet."

Sherlock took the banana, picked it apart and took a bite. It tasted really good, very sweet, and it was his favorite taste.

"Take some on board."

Letterson nodded.

"captain."

Laubron's familiar voice rang out, and his hands were still wearing sea-roof stone handcuffs.

This thing must have been the one Luci stayed on the island back then, Sherlock analyzed.

Kom uncuffed Rauberan: "Hehe, sorry, I thought you were pirates before, so I tortured you."

“We are indeed.”

Laubron rubbed his wrists and said.

Kom was so scared that he stepped back a few meters, his legs trembling.

"Look at you scare people." Letterson took responsibility for Laubron and patted Kom on the shoulder, "Don't be afraid, we are all small characters with only tens of millions of bounty. Look at our elder brother, the bounty is 400 million. Didn't you talk to him for so long yesterday?"

Letterson pointed at Sherlock.

Kom was so shocked that his chin fell directly to the ground: "Borrow...gold...400 million..."
Chapter completed!