While Gao Wen was shouting speechlessly, Mr. Lei Li couldn't help but twitch his beard.
Looking at what Wu Laoxing did, he always felt that he, as an elder, was a little incompetent!
Look at what other old men do, helping the younger generation deal with their wives’ problems all day long!
As for myself, I only know how to test the bed to see if it is good to sleep on it. When a person is full, he will feel that others are not hungry. When he stands and talks, his back will not hurt. A full man will not know that a hungry man is hungry, etc.!!!
In short, the actions of the five elders of Wulaoxing are really a little too competent, right?
In Rayleigh's previous thoughts, that is, the Mary Joa he imagined, although Gawain was a Celestial Dragon, his relationship with the Five Old Stars was probably nothing more than that.
After all, the five old stars in people's imagination should at least be some cruel and violent unscrupulous kings. What kind of impression can such people have on others?
But now….
Rayleigh took a deep breath, then patted Gawain on the shoulder.
He didn't say anything, but in his heart, he always felt... facing such a five-old star.
If there is a conflict in the future, he may lose the idea of killing...
And thinking about this, Rayleigh always felt that some of his past ideas needed to be slightly changed.
If possible, perhaps the change of power between Gawain and the Five Old Stars can be gradually resolved in a relatively relaxed area.
Of course, the premise of everything is that Gawain can always win the power.
If not, then even if the other party is such a five-old star, I must speak loudly to them...
On the side, while Rayleigh continued to ponder, the five old stars all turned their heads and glanced at Gawain.
Then, the old military man said expressionlessly.
"You have nothing to do with me here, kid. Didn't you see that I and the others are chatting with the young and beautiful juniors?
As for the content of the chat, ahem, it’s just a group of old men’s beautiful expectations for their younger generations!”
After the words fell, the old military man waved his hand, and then continued to chat with Gion about swordsmanship.
The diplomatic old man took over the military old man's words and continued to speak to Gawain and his party.
"Relax, the five of me are here to attend a family dinner.
Today there are no five old stars in the family, only five old ghosts who rely on their old age and sell themselves off.
Later, I and others will rest in the main hall and wait for the evening banquet.
If you are interested in the five of me, or if you have any questions to ask the five of me, you can go to the main hall to have a little chat with me and others.
For the sake of your affiliation to Gawain, I and the five of you will use as few swear words as possible.
That’s it, let’s break up!”
After the words fell, the five Wulaoxing people chatted for a long time with a large group of Yingying Yanyan.
Seeing them chatting happily from a distance, Gao Wen's expression of laughter and tears became more and more serious.
I don’t know what kind of gains these five pimp grandfathers can bring to me.
They chat all the time, and they are always generous with their gifts.
Thinking like this, Gawain felt relieved and went to find a sofa in the distance to rest.
While resting and drinking, Gawain observed the behavior of the five old stars with interest.
He thought he didn't need to worry anymore, but...
When he saw that Wulaoxing actually started chatting with Medical Lady Kuleha, he was really a little panicked!
What does this mean? Even Kuleha wants it...
No, no, no, it's impossible, they must have something else to ask Kureha, it must be like this!
Ahem!!!
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In the new world, within the waters controlled by the Whitebeard Pirates, a naval warship is accompanying a large ship, gradually approaching the lift area to the Red Earth Continent.
But just when they arrived at the planned route, an extremely huge cross-shaped ship stopped in front of them, blocking their way.
Looking at the big ship with the Whitebeard flag hoisted, Garp exhaled excitedly.
"Haha, I thought I would get nothing from this trip!
I have been chasing Shanks kid's boat for more than two months, but they managed to escape. It's really terrible!
They delayed until I took over the order to escort the king's fleet. I thought I couldn't find a more suitable target!
The result...Newgate, hahahaha!
Well done!!!”
As he spoke, Garp suddenly jumped up, his figure passed through the flying sea wind, and rushed straight towards the bow of the Moby Dick!
Seeing Garp's rapidly approaching figure, Newgate, who was standing on the bow of the ship, laughed loudly, and then raised his own cloud-cutting naginata!
A moment later, Cong Yunqie's pitch-black blade collided violently with Garp's pitch-black, slightly shining fist!
An instant later, as the clouds and atmosphere were torn apart, the Moby Dick retreated tens of meters from the sea out of thin air!
In the distance, on the warship, looking at Garp rushing out, his adjutant sighed leisurely.
"Phew, Lieutenant General, he is playing with the Pirate Emperors again. He really has the character of Mr. Garp.
However, we are escorting the king. The World Conference will be held soon, and we have no time to waste.
so……."
After thinking for a moment, the adjutant shouted loudly to the sailors on the ship.
"Little kids, we didn't catch up with the red-haired pirates, Mr. Garp must be very dissatisfied!
Now let Mr. Garp and Whitebeard have some fun, let’s take the king to the designated area first and then arrive at Mariejoia!”
As soon as the words fell, the navy immediately contacted the king. Soon after, their ship quickly passed through the war zone and then disappeared.
On the distant battlefield, looking at the disappearing warships and the king's flagship, Whitebeard, who was fighting, said in a funny voice.
"Gu la la la, Garp, your men gave up on you and ran away!"
"Newgate, you are just a talkative guy. My subordinates only took over the escort mission. The word "escape" has never appeared to my direct subordinates!
Whether it was facing your captain back then or Roger and you so-called great pirates, my ship has never escaped once!
Because it’s always you who want to escape!!!”
After the words fell, Garp became more motivated to fight. The battle between him and Whitebeard lasted until about ten o'clock that night, when it finally stopped!
After the usual greetings, two of the four bows of the Moby-Dick had been destroyed, and the shipwrights of the Whitebeard Pirates had to repair it overnight.
As for Whitebeard himself and Lieutenant General Garp, they were sitting on the deck drinking non-stop, served by Marco the Phoenix.
While drinking, Garp pointed the wine bottle at Marco.
"Hey, Newgate, when we met by chance more than ten years ago, weren't all your so-called sons surrounding you?
How come now, the only thing left beside you is a bird with blue fire?"
"Hello!!!"
Hearing what Garp said, Marco rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction.
"Mr. Karp, even if it is you who said this, it is too rude to say something like "blue fire"!
After the words fell, Marco handed the wine bottle to Whitebeard's hand, then he picked up the medicine bottle and skillfully hung it up for Whitebeard.
Don't ask why Whitebeard can drink and drink at the same time. The question is that there is no disulfiram-like reaction in the pirate world.
Or the medicine he took did not contain disulfiram~~~.
On the side, listening to Marco's feeble words, and looking at Marco's half-asleep eyes.
Garp sneered, and then took a big gulp of wine.
"Haha, you are really old. You just finished a fight with me, and then you immediately hung up the bottle!
This is not your style. Why, your health has been drained just like your sons!"
"Don't make sarcastic remarks there, Garp, sooner or later you will have the same day as me!"
Whitebeard took a small sip of his wine in displeasure, then pointed at Garp's head and said with a smile.
"Isn't your old sailor's hair turning white?"
"So what, I'm older than you. Even I didn't get wet, but you did!
You must not be able to return your life, hahahaha.
If you want to learn from you, I’ll teach you!”
"Stop teasing me, Garp, I don't need gifts from sailors like you.
As for the old wounds on my body, huh, I have defeated countless powerful enemies, maybe I can also defeat the years in the future!"
After he finished speaking, Whitebeard took a sip of wine, and then tried hard to control himself and put down the flask.
Although he couldn't live without that thing, he had to admit that after the fight just now, his violent heartbeat and pain in his body made him almost unable to hold the wine bottle in his hand.
On the other side, Garp seemed to notice Whitebeard's reluctance. He pondered for a moment, then shook his head regretfully.
"So, old man, your body is really reaching its limit.
Hey, I’m going to lose one more of my friends?”
"roll!"
Whitebeard frowned in displeasure.
"Although health has become something I can't get back, I'm not as weak as you said. I can still teach your general how to be a good man, gula la la!
As for your question just now, hum!
My sons have something to do, so they are not on my boat for the time being."
"I don't care what your sons are doing, it's not going to be anything good!"
After hearing Whitebeard's explanation, Garp shook his head disdainfully, and then he asked curiously.
"Speaking of which, Newgate, why do you want to stop me?
What, do you just want to miss the taste of failure?
Five years ago, the outcome between us might have been 50-50, but now, you are really no match for me, haha!
But I’m not proud either. After all, it’s time that has completely defeated you, not me, tsk tsk.
So, answer my question, why stop here!
What is your purpose? Is it possible that you pirates have some unspeakable big plan in Mariejoia across the Red Continent? Do you need an old ghost like you to hold me back?"
Having said this, Garp sat up straight, clutching the wine bottle in his hand, and looked at Whitebeard eagerly!
The battle just now was just for two people to say hello. If the pirates really have a conspiracy, then the next two people will fight to the death!
Fortunately, after listening to Garp's words, Whitebeard shook his head in boredom.
"Conspiracy, la la la, how can I play any damn conspiracy!
If I am really interested in Marie-Joy, then maybe in my lifetime, what can I do if I take my sons to have sex with Marie-Joy?
The reason why I am waiting for you here is just to satisfy my curiosity!
I want to ask...did you really lose to that brat Gawain?"
"What the hell!"
Hearing this, Garp's expression froze, and then he shook the wine bottle in displeasure.
"Why do you guys have to ask me this question?
If you lose, you lose. Who stipulates that I can never lose?
As for Gawain, he is barely a guy who has seen it all. Considering his status as a Celestial Dragon trash, I actually appreciate him a little!
What, you’re interested in Gawain, what do you mean?”
"Means nothing."
Whitebeard shook his head slightly, then he pinned Cong Yunqie aside and quietly hung up the water.
While drinking water, White Beard said thoughtfully.
"I just have a little expectation and curiosity about Gawain.
What he had talked with me back then, I still can't forget until now.
Tsk tsk, this is the first time I have seen such ambition. If he can succeed, maybe my dream will come true along with his dream.
So, can’t I pay attention to him?
Or are you a bastard who thinks I have no right to ask you questions?"
Whitebeard frowned and looked at Garp unhappily.
Garp put his hands on his legs and sat there looking at Whitebeard with the same displeasure.
The two people's eyes collided for a long time, and Garp finally shook his head.
"Interesting, what unique dream does that kid Gawain have?
He really hasn’t talked about that with me!
Rayleigh next to him is so disgusting. How could a guy like that want to live a second life again!
I talk to him about the future, and he talks to me about Ace, so go to hell!"
"Wait, Ace?"
Hearing this, Whitebeard narrowed his eyes in interest.
"Are you talking about Roger's sword, or the Roger's son that has been rumored recently?
Gu la la la, I didn’t expect that Roger’s son is actually here with you. Roger, this bastard, really doesn’t treat me as a friend!
Obviously, it is most suitable for him to place his son with me. I will raise him as my biological son. How can I not even protect a half-year-old boy at my peak? How is it possible!!!"
"snort!"
Garp exhaled sharply and interrupted Whitebeard's words.
He chuckled disdainfully, and then shook his head.
"I'm not making fun of you, there's really nothing wrong with what Roger did.
If that boy Ace had been on your boat from the beginning, by now, your Newgate name would probably no longer be on the sea!
That child is carrying something that a pirate like you cannot afford!
That responsibility is very stressful even for me to shoulder, but only a Celestial Dragon brat like Gawain can handle it easily."
Having said this, Garp sat cross-legged on the ground and rubbed his beard with his hand.
"Speaking of which, Newgate, how about you tell me about the ambitions of that brat Gawain?
I know your ideal is not to let all the children in the world live a stable life?
Can you realize your ideal, so Gawain’s ideal is to wait until he becomes the Five Old Stars to release more goodwill to the sea, and at the same time introduce more decrees that can be called benevolent government?"
After finishing speaking, Garp looked at Whitebeard with interest. In his eyes, Whitebeard sneered, and then grinned mockingly.
"Gu la la la, you old guy's heart is nothing more than this!
How can a seal like you understand the heart of an overlord?
I won’t share that boy’s ideals with you. Haha, although I am destined to be his enemy, I actually don’t want to cause him any trouble!
After all, at this age, my ideal has become a dream, and I can only pursue it in my dreams.
But his ideal, which amazes me, and the more I recall it, the more I admire it, has not turned into a dream like my ideal!"
Having said this, Whitebeard looked at the jug hesitantly, then he gritted his teeth and drank all the wine in the jug.
Looking at the white-bearded man drinking heavily, Marco couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"Dad, you are so willful again. Whenever you mention that guy and the unknown ideal you talked about, you are always as willful as you are now!
Well~, even I am a little curious, what kind of dream can make an old man like dad yearn for it so much?
Mr. Karp, what do you think?"
"I think?"
Facing Marco's question, Garp thought for a moment, then fiercely clenched his fists.
"I think I should teach Newgate a lesson. This guy who hides his words and doesn't tell the truth should be punished!