"Oh! A 'Qi is big now, and his wings are hard! "
In the evening.
The sky was red.
Gaia Building Restaurant.
Caius sat at the head of the table, smoking a cigarette while reading the news report in his hand. He was truly amazed by what he saw!
"Now the Whitebeard Pirates are in a mess. Many pirates want to catch Fire Fist Ace. The purpose is to know the whereabouts of Raftel and the One Piece left by Roger."
"Boss, you are no longer the only One Piece."
Betty slowly cut the Homies steak. All the food on the table was alive, including the table and wine glasses.
However, there were only a few people eating dinner together, plus Zeus and a few Homies, like Archino, had long been outside.
"It's a pity, I thought Blackbeard would kill the Whitebeard Pirates and the Beast Pirates this time, but I didn't expect him to be rescued by Rayleigh, Jabba, and others."
"As expected, after all, Fire Fist is Roger's son."
Bakara snorted.
At present, the latest situation came out.
The Beast Pirates launched a war against the Whitebeard Pirates with the purpose of catching Fire Fist Ace. As a result, they were attacked by the Blackbeard Pirates when both sides were injured.
Just when the Blackbeard Pirates had the upper hand, the original crew of One Piece, the legendary Big Pirate Rayleigh, Jabba, and others appeared.
The Blackbeard Pirates retreated.
The Beast Pirates also fled with heavy losses.
This news caused an uproar as soon as it came out.
After all, it was a war between three Yonkō (Four Emperors), especially when the crew of the Pirate King was involved.
Marin and Van Doe held a meeting.
In short, the hot search has been high in the past few days. As the center of the storm, Ace didn't know that the impact he brought had just begun.
If Gai also had a child, and he was dead, the uproar caused by this news would be like a tsunami, and the whole world would be full of malice.
Ace was still a good person.
At least there was a more domineering and ruthless guy above Roger, so his reputation was always second. In some ways, a large part of all the malice was transferred.
Only a small part of it worked on the so-called Pirate King.
At the same time.
On the Moby Dick.
At this moment, a banquet was being held, and it was very lively.
Although most people were pale and had bandages on their bodies, it did not affect the liveliness of the banquet at all.
"Many thanks to the five of you!"
Marco's face was full of gratitude. He raised his glass and looked at Rayleigh, Jabba, Sicar, Sambel, and Taro. If it weren't for these five people, they would be in danger again.
Who knew how many family members would have to leave.
White Beard sat at the head of the table. Not only was his body wrapped in bandages, but he was also receiving an IV drip.
His body's condition was getting weaker and weaker.
"We didn't expect the captain to have a bloodline either."
Raleigh and the others finished the wine in their glasses and looked at Ace, who was not far away from them. They could vaguely see Roger's shadow from above.
That was it.
Before he knew it, it was already late at night.
The deck was littered with drunkards.
A crescent moon hung high in the sky, illuminating the surface of the sea with sparkling waves, reflecting the Milky Way beautifully.
"What kind of person is he?"
On the side of the ship's railing, Rayleigh held a wine jug alone and took a sip from time to time while looking at the sea.
The sound of footsteps came from behind him. Ace put his hands on the railing and spoke abruptly.
His tone was filled with mixed feelings.
Resentment?
Curiosity?
Missing?
Maybe all of them!
"He is a very impatient, very willful, very straightforward, very simple, very childish, very troublesome, and very powerful man."
Rayleigh turned his head to look at Ace, and the side of his face was becoming more and more similar.
"But I hate him."
Ace's low voice revealed his resentment.
"When I came here, I couldn't figure out why Roger would entrust you to Garp and even hide it from us crew members who have gone through life and death together. Now I understand."
Rayleigh smiled, took a sip of wine, and handed it to Ace.
Ace didn't speak, just took the wine jug with a questioning look in his eyes.
"It's great that you were born in this world. It's more valuable and different than any gift."
"He must think so!"
"Heh ~"
In the face of Rayleigh's certainty, Ace just sneered.
"The reason why he hid it from us and even entrusted you to Garp should be that he wants you to live a peaceful life, change your identity, and change your life, instead of bearing those secular shackles as his son."
"When you were about to be born, his days shouldn't be much longer!"
“.....”
That night.
Ace learned more about the man from Raleigh.
It turned out.
The blood flowing from his body was not dirty.
The hatred that he carried since he was young was decreasing bit by bit.
He suddenly began to feel lucky.
Lucky that he was able to be born and meet so many family members and brothers.
On the third day.
Rayleigh and the others left after leaving their contact information.
They would not interfere in Ace's life.
And the challenges that the Whitebeard Pirates encountered did not decrease, and they fought almost every three to five days.
Now, Ace was already in high demand. Everyone wanted to get a piece of the pie.
Although the situation was very difficult, it was also a training and cultivation!
A powerhouse who had experienced hundreds of battles and a powerhouse who had not were two different concepts. Why was the leader of the richest group so strong? He felt that any one of them was not weak, and even the powerhouses at the top of the pyramid like the older generation were not weak.
What did he rely on?
He relied on these 20 years of crazy death seeking, crazy trouble, crazy fighting …
The injuries, the blood he spat, the broken bones, those were all things that other powerhouses could not compare to.
But the average person could not imitate them, after all, there was no powerful force behind them, and the most important thing was that they lacked a crazier, more brainless, and more troublesome BOSS.
The people under him were never wrong.
The only one who was wrong was the enemy, and there were only two endings for the enemy in the end, either they were beaten to death or they were beaten to submission.
Their methods were just so crude.
So violent.
So arrogant.
The key was that it was fine if they did not offend them, but this group of lunatics took the initiative to offend others, and they were the kind of lunatics who looked for trouble and had nothing better to do.
They could not beat them.
They could not afford to offend them.
Wasn't it infuriating?
They were always hateful.
The sun rose and set.
Just like that, time passed night after night.
But today, Klokdal came back from outside.
He also brought two Devil Fruit ability users to Caesar for research. Now they did not come back empty-handed, collecting Devil Fruit or ability users was just a matter of convenience.
Devil Fruit will never depreciate, and with the implementation of the "Gaia Plan", whether it was Logia, Paramecia, or Zoa, they were all valuable.
But this time, one of the ability users that Crocodile brought back was a famous and powerful one.
The next day, a call came to Betty.
"What?"
"Wait."
These two days, Betty was very irritable, and the reason was naturally because of those few days.
She did not wait for the other side to continue and hung up the phone.
She did not care at all.
But in Dressrosa, Doflamingo was trembling with anger, and the Den Den Mushi in his hand was crushed.
"How is it?"
Trebol and others were a little anxious.
"Let's wait for a while."
Doflamingo's face was gloomy, and the other side's contemptuous attitude made him extremely annoyed.
But now, in addition to waiting, they could only wait.
They waited for a day until dinner at dusk.
"Did you catch Doflamingo's men?"
Betty was not in a hurry, cutting the carefully cooked Sea King steak, as if thinking of something and looking at Klokdal, who was smoking a cigar.
"Doflamingo?"
Klokdal thought for a moment and found that there was no impression.
"When I came back today, I met two groups of pirates fighting, and I brought back two ability users."
"Whoosh ~"
"That's a pity, they have been deprived, one succeeded, one failed!"
Caesar said that it was too late.
The two ability users were taken away as soon as they arrived in his hands.
"Then forget it! A Shichibukai, if the other side is not convinced, you can ask him to come to this emperor, and this emperor will take the time to kill them all. "
Klokdal did not care.
Not to mention a Shichibukai, even if the Yonkō (Four Emperors) were not convinced, they could only stare.
Take a look.
What kind of words are these?
Not only does he not feel that he is wrong, but he is also ready to destroy them.
"All right!"
Betty did not care too much.
There is no need to care about the feelings of some small characters, the gap is too big!
The DonQuixote family is a behemoth for other forces, but in front of the richest group, it is weak and small.
Including Kaos, who was sitting at the head of the table eating dessert.
In contrast, Kaos was more interested in the successful Devil Fruit.
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