In the new world.
The Moby Dick.
"Gulalalala, this red-haired brat!”
"Today is a day worth celebrating, Marko! Let's have a banquet to celebrate."
A six-meter-tall giant sat on the sofa.
He was tall and muscular.
The exposed wounds of all sizes showed that he had been through a lot.
He had a crescent-shaped white beard.
He was the strongest man on this sea, White Beard.
It was obvious that he was very interested in the red-haired man.
This was because he knew that Red Hair was once a trainee sailor on One Piece's ship.
In the past, the White Beard Pirates and the Roger Pirates often clashed.
He didn't know when it started, but he gradually remembered this red-haired kid and the other red-nosed kid.
I heard that there are already more than a billion pirates.
The younger generation was really formidable.
However, he didn't expect that he would be defeated in Donghai.
White Beard laughed as he read the newspaper.
A colonel from Donghai City scared him off.
Billions of pirates!
Guhahahaha!
Roger, your crew isn't that great either!
As he spoke, he wanted to hold a banquet and taste a hundred wines.
This was one of the joys of his life.
"Dad, we can hold a banquet, but it's better to drink less.”
A non-mainstream man with a golden punk hairstyle advised him.
After all, White Beard's health was deteriorating year by year.
As the first batch of elders who had followed White Beard for twenty years, he knew White Beard's situation the best.
Years of fighting had left White Beard with internal injuries.
He had once fought against Karp, Sengoku, and Roger, the older generation's experts, and his body had become terminally ill.
As his son, Marko was looking for a cure.
I heard that there's a witch doctor on the island. I wonder if she'll be of any help to my father's illness.
"Marko! A man can't live without alcohol! This is a man's pleasure."
When it came to not allowing him to drink, White Beard was extremely unwilling.
His eyes started to look up.
The corners of his mouth curled up unnaturally.
"Dad, you can't be unwilling!”
The small boat drifted aimlessly.
A man in a wine-red patterned shirt, a black trench coat, white trousers, and black boots sat on the seat.
The huge cross on his back made one's hair stand on end.
It emitted an incomparable pressure.
The man scanned the newspaper in his hand with his eagle-like sharp eyes.
Eastern Sea, Colonel.
Shanks, have you really become weaker after losing your left hand?
Or could it be…
He stared at Macabacca, who was pointing his knife at Shanks.
The dark blue blade had beautiful and natural patterns.
Although it was blurry, he could still feel the extraordinariness of the sword.
Was the other party also a Great Sword Hero?
It seemed that his aimless journey was coming to an end.
He wanted to go to the Eastern Sea to meet this new Great Sword Hero.
He wanted to know who could force Shanks to retreat.
The man had a good sense of direction.
He removed the cross from his chest.
He pulled.
It was a very small knife.
He stood up, held a small knife in one hand, and slashed at the back of the ship.
A powerful slash instantly appeared.
Its powerful recoil pushed the boat forward.
I, Jorakol Mihawk, don't have any other thoughts. I just want to meet him.
Zefa had been very puzzled recently.
This period of training at the navy special training camp officially ended.
Out of the 500 people in the special training camp, only 90 or so had successfully graduated. However, he did not expect that more than 40 students had submitted their aspirations to work in Donghai.
Among them were the first place scorer, Smoggy, and the second place scorer, Tina.
He did not understand what was happening.
All of you are talents from the headquarters and are very strong.
Why did he have to go to the East China Sea?
Could it be that he had taken a fancy to the reason why the Eastern Sea was known as the weakest sea?
Were they prepared to fish in troubled waters, or were they afraid of death?
However, that was not right. These were all students he had taught. He did not know everything.
As a disciple whom he had taken care of, he knew what kind of person Smoggy was.
Smogko was not the kind of person who was afraid of death and muddled along.
A person like him would definitely not be able to endure loneliness.
Zefa only understood when he saw the recent news.
Was it all because of Macabaka?
He had become stronger again.
It seemed that another leading figure had appeared this time.
Forget it, let them be.
Someone like Macabacca would return to Marlin Fanor one day.
He wasn't worried about the lack of fresh blood on the Great Sea Route.
After understanding the reason, Zefa approved their applications one by one.
He submitted the application to He.
However, since Zefa had agreed, Crane would not stop him.
Thus, the ceremony for Smoggy and the others began.
"Now, Smoggy is officially awarded the rank of Lieutenant Colonel!”
"I hereby confer upon Tina the rank of navy major!”
"Conferring the military rank of Major Reggido!"
"Grant…Sergeant rank!"
...
"I hope that everyone will carry out the justice of the navy from the beginning to the end. The future mission of the navy will be handed over to you!”
Every time Zhan Guo took a step forward, he would pin the military badge on the chest of these young people.
Every piece was folded neatly.
It was officially handed over to the top three of this batch.
"Everything is for justice!"
Every student excitedly saluted the Seagull Flag.
He raised his left hand straight up.
Sengoku patted Smoggy's shoulder to encourage him.
Sengoku's action made Smog even more determined to become a righteous person.
......
"So, all of you came to me?”
"That's right, it's like this."
Smoggy was smirking with a cigar in his mouth.
Although Macabaka had beaten him up many times, it did not affect his position in Smoggy's heart.
This was his first love goddess and competitor.
"Little Macabaka, Tina really misses you!”
Do you miss Tina?"
Tina, who had long pink hair, gave Macabaka a bear hug as soon as they met.
Because of her height, she was half a head taller than Macabaka.
Hence, she greedily stuck her nose into the silver-white color.
Sucking wantonly.
Yes, it was still the original taste.
The fragrance of gardenia flowers assaulted his face.
He was intoxicated.
"Tina, please take care of your image.”
Macabaka wanted to pull the koala off his body.
However, she hugged him too tightly.
Tina's body fragrance wafted over as well.
This made Macabacca blush.
So shy…
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