Pirates: Start by rejecting redhead invitations

The Whitebeard Pirates are a pirate group created by Edward Newgate, the "Whitebeard" who possesses the strongest superhuman power of the Shock Fruit.

Looking at the current point in time.

The Whitebeard Pirates are probably the strongest pirate group in the world right now.

Lin Mo remembered that the main ship of the Whitebeard Pirates should be a large ship with a whale head on the prow.

But now it was a light sailing ship heading towards Barati.

It looked like one of Whitebeard's captains was here.

I just don’t know who is coming.

Look back.

Lin Mo didn't think any more and immediately walked to the stairs.

When he came to the restaurant downstairs.

At this moment, there was silence in the restaurant.

The guests who had been dining in the restaurant had fled in panic.

Zhepu, on the other hand, took the cook who had just reported the news to him, and came face to face with Creek and his party.

Behind Crick, in addition to his younger brothers, there was also a woman.

It was the woman who asked Sanji to wait and see yesterday.

Just as Lin Mo expected.

When Creek saw Zhep, his eyes widened in shock.

"It's you! You are the unparalleled pirate who served as the pirate captain as a cook, Red-footed Zepp! I heard that you died in a shipwreck, but I didn't expect that you are still alive!"

Zhepu narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered: "So what if I'm alive? This has nothing to do with you. I'm just a cook who makes a living now."

Creek was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed. His face originally looked like a monkey, but this smile looked more like it.

"Hahaha." Creek laughed, "It sounds really nice to say that if you say you make a living as a cook, you might as well say you can only be a chef."

Creek looked at Zhepu's prosthetic leg, and the smile on his lips became thicker: "If you were healthy, I would still be wary, but now that you lose one foot, it means you have lost your fighting ability. You are no longer useful to me." No longer a threat."

"So what?" Zhepu said solemnly, "I am no longer a pirate. Besides, I still have these hands. Just say what you want to say!"

"Hehe." Creek said with a bad smile, "Red-footed Zepp, you are a man who once entered the Great Line and returned safely. You should have a logbook that recorded that entire year's voyage. You only need to hand in the logbook. Give it to me and I will let you go today."

"Huh!" Zhepu snorted coldly, "Yes, I do have the logbook, but I can't give it to you. The logbook is the pride of all the companions who have sailed with me. If I hand it to you, it will be very important. A little too heavy.”

Creek's face darkened, he clenched his fist and said, "In that case, I'll just grab it!"

The voice just fell.

Suddenly a relaxed male voice came from the door of the restaurant.

"Oops, I finally saw a restaurant on the sea and wanted to have dinner. It seems we came at the wrong time."

A tall, thin man with a blond punk hair, a dagger hanging from his waist, and a tattoo of the Whitebeard Pirates on his chest appeared outside the main entrance with a few younger brothers.

Lin Mo recognized the person at a glance.

It's Marco, the pineapple head.

The second-in-command in the Whitebeard Pirates.

Creek looked impatiently back at the door.

When he saw the tattoo on Marco's chest, he couldn't help but be stunned.

This tattoo looks a bit familiar...

"Hey! Didn't you see our boss is here?" One of Creek's men shouted to Marco and the others, "Why are you having dinner? Get out of here!"

"How are you talking? Do you know who our captain is?" One of Marco's men responded unconvincingly. He originally wanted to continue arguing with that person, but was stopped by Marco.

"Xiaopeng doesn't have to argue with these ignorant people." Marco touched his chin and said with a half-smile, "I remember, no one has said the word "get out" to me in more than ten years."

"They are really arrogant, boss, you don't need to take action, let us teach them a lesson!"

As Creek's men said, they called to their companions and gathered around Marco and the others.

At this time.

Zhepu suddenly chuckled.

Creek frowned: "Why are you laughing?"

Zhepu said sarcastically: "It is indeed the most active pirate group in the East China Sea recently, and it even dares to bully the people with white beard."

"What? Whitebeard?" Creek then remembered that the tattoo was the symbol of the Whitebeard Pirates.

Oh no.

He can't afford to offend Whitebeard now!

Crick immediately shouted to his brothers, "Stop it!"

however.

He was still one step too late.

His men were already holding weapons, slashing at Marco and the others.

"You are really harsh, even bullying people who are hungry." Marco did not panic at all. The men behind him all had smiles on their lips, rubbing their hands and arms, eager to try.

Marco said lightly to Zep: "Brothers are all hungry. Please help us prepare dinner for 15 people. Thank you."

Zhepu smiled, nodded and said, "Okay, no problem, but if you fight again, don't ruin my restaurant."

"Okay, then let's take them out and beat them."

Marco grinned.

Zhepu nodded.

As he prepares to go to the kitchen.

The cook behind him asked worriedly: "Boss, is it really okay? Creek is a pirate with fifteen pirate ships."

"No problem, Whitebeard's men are all very strong. Besides, the one who comes this time is Phoenix Marco, the second-in-command of the Whitebeard Pirates. He can easily deal with a Creek."

After finishing speaking, Zhepu walked towards the spiral staircase.

When he saw Lin Mo who was at the edge of the stairs.

He couldn't help but smile again: "Kid, you haven't had dinner yet, right?"

Lin Mo glanced at him and nodded.

"Then you stay here and help me keep an eye on it, and I'll treat you to your dinner."

"I have money."

"I'll buy you another bottle of good wine."

"make a deal."

"Haha." Zhepu laughed and walked upstairs.

Facing the attack from Creek's men, Marco and others did not attack at first, but kept retreating. It was not until Creek's men left the restaurant that they took action and drove them into the sea one by one.

Creek had no time to stop his men, and when he chased after them, all the men he brought were defeated.

He was shaking with anger.

The woman behind him was so frightened that she couldn't stop trembling: "Honey, what should I do? They seem to be very strong."

"Get away!" Creek glared at the woman.

The woman was so frightened that she took a few steps back.

Marco smiled and said: "Who is a fierce woman? It seems that you are the captain of the big ship next to you. Let me discuss something with you. How about taking your people out of here now?"

As soon as Marco finished speaking, his men burst out laughing.

Creek was so angry that he took off his coat, revealing a suit of golden armor. He snorted coldly: "Don't think that I'm afraid of you because you are a member of the Whitebeard Pirates. It's just that you went to the Grand Line before me. I am full of weapons, it will be easy to kill you!"

"Heh, it seems you haven't gone to the Grand Line yet." Marco smiled, "I wonder if your abilities as a frog in the well are greater than your words. Come on, let me see your strength."