Pirate's Body Technique Potential

"Can I still contact you?"

"Can't contact..."

Warring States sat in the office and paced back and forth anxiously. Just now, he lost contact with Zefa's warship.

And now even Teya can't be contacted.

According to observations, the last location where the Zefa warship appeared was southwest of the island of Seta Kingdom.

So we could only contact the nearest naval base, but the news we just received is that that area of ​​​​the sea is experiencing a storm. Perhaps it is for this reason that there is no signal.

But Warring States was still a little uneasy.

Although they knew that Thea had gone to the Kingdom of Seta for rescue, when they contacted the Kingdom of Seta again, they said that after Thea arrived here, they had already gone to chase the enemy. Now they were contacted by a nearby naval base and were on their way. Come here to help.

Warring States hung up the phone with a bang. At this time, he couldn't sit still at all.

He had never encountered a situation like this before, but there was no movement among the four emperors. They were all still going about their duties in the new world.

Could it be that there are some powerful enemies hidden in the Grand Line?

He raised the phone bug again and ordered others to continue contacting until Zefa and Teya were contacted.

...

Under the gloomy sea surface, there are howling winds and choppy waves.

The warship did not furl its sails, and its speed almost reached the limit it could bear, but it seemed a little embarrassed.

The other recruits in the cabin were ordered not to step out of the deck and were all on standby to avoid the sudden storm.

But the violent shaking still caused many recruits to fall to pieces before they could sit still.

The weather was so bad and they were traveling so abnormally. Not to mention the new recruits, even some veterans on the ship had difficulty resisting the violent shaking and could only endure it.

On the deck, they were already wet from rain or waves, pulling on the rope to control the direction of the sail.

And with them was none other than Zefa himself. His glasses fell aside without even picking them up, and were swept away by the waves that washed up.

"Keep your feet steady and control your strength!!"

Zefa shouted loudly, but a stronger wind hit, the sail seemed to have reached its limit, and the mast immediately cracked a gap.

Although Zefa stepped forward to control the mast and held it tightly, all the ropes on the sail broke, and the sail was like bones falling apart, losing its original function.

The ship also seemed to have lost power, and its speed slowed down linearly.

"Lay anchor, stabilize the ship, and prepare to meet the enemy!"

The warship has become like this. The original plan is no longer useful, and Zefa also knows that the escape plan inherently carries such risks.

But compared with the risks we will face next, it is nothing at all.

The warship slowed down, and a ship also caught up with them. The gloomy sea slowly sailed towards them like a ghost ship.

But there is only one enemy, the guy standing on the bow of the ship.

Normally, Zefa would definitely deal with the attackers directly, but the current situation was different.

What's more, he thought about what Teya said. If you are taking important people or things at sea, you can't take the risk without absolute certainty.

And Zefa didn't know the details of the guy who dared to attack them, and he didn't dare to take the risk.

The other party's ship stopped in front not far from their location, and both sides could see the other party's appearance.

Zefa was even more convinced that he had never seen this guy opposite him before, but he always felt like he had seen him somewhere.

"Navy, mom told me to kill you!"

The other party shouted something towards here. Although there was a faint thunder, Zefa still heard clearly what he said.

However, Zefa began to feel a little surprised. The person opposite him seemed to be a little abnormal, as if he was missing a muscle in his head.

But it can be seen from the burly figure and the weapons he holds that he is at least a capable guy.

"I am Whitebeard's biological son."

That guy seemed to have been organizing for a long time before he said such a sentence, which surprised Zefa.

White beard?

By the way, I said they looked familiar, but now that I look at them, they are indeed similar, but whatever he says is his business.

What I have to do is not let him touch a hair of these children.

All of a sudden.

A breath wrapped around Zefa's arms, and after a crisp sound, the arms were already armed and hardened.

"You all go to the cabin and protect those children."

"but……"

"Go quickly, this is the order!"

Under Zefa's scolding, the other marines returned to the cabin, and Zefa's eyes suddenly changed when he looked at the guy opposite.

No matter what, there must be no problems this time.

With a wave of his left hand, Zefa tore off the white gauze wrapped around his right fist, threw it aside, was blown up by the wind, and finally fell into the sea.

"Go ahead, Weibull, and let the Navy remember your name forever so you can let your father, Whitebeard, know about it."

"Yes mom!"

Weibull jumped up and rushed towards Zefa's warship. Although his strong figure seemed a bit bulky, he was so powerful that he actually came directly above Zefa's warship.

"Will I let you set foot here?"

An angry voice sounded, and Weibull suddenly felt as if someone grabbed his ankle, squeezing him tightly like a chain. Then he felt like he was weightless and was thrown towards Sea.

He fell into the water with a splash, but was not injured.

However, after he surfaced, he still said in shock: "You are different from those marines, you are stronger."

"I'm Zefa, kid, this is not the place you should be!"

It's a pity that Zefa's words had no impact on Weibull at all. He only heard Weibull say: "Then I want to kill you even more!"

What!

Weibull suddenly exploded like a torpedo, and then hit the railing next to the deck, immediately smashing a hole in the warship.

Immediately afterwards, Weibull rushed out from below the deck, right at Zefa's feet.

A long knife shot into the sky, and Zefa dodged aside, and the entire deck shattered.

"I am Whitebeard's son!"

Seeing the other person's crazy look, Zefa didn't know what to say.

But he knew that he had no way out, and the guy in front of him had some strength.

You can't be careless and you must try your best.

Zefa clenched his fists, his eyes turned cold, and he rushed towards Weibull.

No matter what, we must defend this place.

At least until the Tejana boy comes back!