Pirates: Start by rejecting redhead invitations

It can be said that the layout and architectural style of Pigeon Town have a bit of modern European style.

Even the clothes of the residents here are relatively fashionable.

Lin Mo stayed in Pigeon Square for a short while and was attracted by the sudden fragrance.

Following the scent, he soon came to a small pastry shop. The dining area was like the bar of a bar, and it was U-shaped surrounding the internal kitchen (similar to the layout of the late-night kitchen).

Since it was dinner time, the U-shaped dining table surrounding the kitchen was almost full of people.

Looking around, there is only one seat left in the left corner.

Without thinking much, Lin Mo walked towards the only empty seat and sat on the high stool in front of the U-shaped dining table without hesitation.

As soon as Lin Mo sat down, a middle-aged man with a headscarf on his head, a white apron around his waist, and a small boning knife in his hand greeted him with a smile: "I look at you, are you?" Are you a tourist from out of town? What would you like to eat? "

Lin Mo asked in a calm tone: "Any recommendations?"

The noodle shop owner said with a smile: "Our store's signature tonkotsu ramen has a good reputation. Do you want to try one?"

Lin Mo responded casually: "Okay."

"Okay, please wait a moment, the meal will be ready in 10 minutes." After saying this, the owner of the pastry shop started to get busy.

Lin Mo looked at the inside of the U-shaped dining table. In the open and transparent kitchen, various drinks were placed in a row, and he was thinking about what to drink.

At this time, sitting next to him, a fierce-looking white-haired old man with an eyepatch on his right eye, simple casual clothes, and two terrifying scars on his face suddenly said: " The plum juice goes well with their tonkotsu ramen, boy, you can give it a try."

Lin Mo glanced at the man, and then said to the pastry shop owner lightly: "Bring me another bottle of rum."

The pastry shop owner responded immediately: "Okay."

The white-haired old man sitting next to Lin Mo stopped what he was doing, turned his head and glanced at Lin Mo, then shifted his gaze to the ramen in front of him, and said with a chuckle: "You are so young. If you are an alcoholic, be careful about your health problems in the future. I once had a comrade who was just like you. He liked drinking since he was very young. He would feel uncomfortable if he didn't drink seven or eight bottles a day. Guess what happened to him later? "

Lin Mo: "..."

The white-haired old man continued: "He died later. Do you know how he died?"

Lin Mo: "..."

The white-haired old man still didn't wait for Lin Mo's answer and continued: "He fell and died on his way to buy wine late at night."

Lin Mo: "..."

So, what happened to this old man?

Talk to yourself.

Got a problem on your mind?

"Hahaha." The white-haired old man laughed, "Boy, do you understand what I mean?"

Lin Mo: "..."

I don’t understand, thank you…

Then, the white-haired old man continued to eat his noodles. After eating, he drank the remaining half cup of plum juice next to him and said happily: "Sure enough, this restaurant's noodles and plum juice are the most authentic." , Boy, it will be your loss if you don’t try their plum juice.”

"That's long-winded." Lin Mo said expressionlessly.

At this time, his face also came.

Lin Mo took out the chopsticks from the chopstick holder next to him and wiped them with the paper towel on the table. Lin Mo had just taken two bites.

Sensing the gaze of someone next to him, he turned his head and glanced.

It's the old man talking to himself...

After the old man finished eating, not only did he not leave, but he kept staring at him with a half-smile...

"Boy." The white-haired old man asked with slightly raised corners of his lips, "Would you consider becoming my apprentice?"

Lin Mo: "?"

"Hahaha." The old man laughed and said, "Don't look at me like this. In fact, I am very strong. To be your master, I should be just so-so and still have some qualifications. How about you, think about it?"

"No." Lin Mo refused directly, "I don't need it, thank you!"

"Oh, you don't want to be my apprentice." The white-haired old man said with a headache, "In that case, it's okay for you to be my godson."

Lin Mo: "..."

What's up with this guy?

Could it be that he knew Whitebeard?

Lin Mo was too lazy to talk to him and continued to drink rum and eat his own noodles.

I have to say that the signature noodles of this store taste pretty good. I will bring Eniro and the others to try them later.

When Lin Mo finished the last mouthful of noodle soup, paid for the noodles and wine, and was about to leave.

The white-haired old man who had been paying attention to him also stood up at the same time and followed him out of the noodle shop.

After walking a few steps, he noticed that the old man was still following him. Lin Mo couldn't help but frown slightly, stopped, looked back at the old man, and said in an unhappy tone: "Try following me again!"

The old man said with a half-smile: "Why, do you want to beat me? Come on, let me see your strength, and you can also see if I am qualified to be your teacher."

Lin Mo: "..."

"Then let's see what the moves are." As soon as the old man finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared from the place.

When he reappeared, he was already half a meter away from the left side of Lin Mo's body. He pulled out the long sword he carried with him and slashed at Lin Mo's arm.

Lin Mo reacted very quickly and immediately ducked sideways.

Although he dodged the white-haired old man's sword, the moment the white-haired old man's sword scraped against the corner of Lin Mo's clothes, the trajectory of the sword suddenly changed. From bottom to top, it quickly moved towards Lin Mo's body again. The arm was chopped off so fast that even Lin Mo almost didn't react.

Lin Mo immediately took a step back and leaned back thirty degrees.

The white-haired old man's sword blade grazed his chin and slashed.

If it was even half a centimeter closer, it would stab Lin Mo in the neck.

But it's not over yet.

The white-haired old man seemed to have known that this sword would not hit Lin Mo. The moment his sword slashed through the air again, he suddenly adjusted the blade downwards and struck again.

This time, Lin Mo pulled out the third generation Guite and directly resisted the white-haired old man's attack.

The moment the two swords' blades collided, a powerful force suddenly spread out centered on the collision point.

Just hearing a burst of "crackling", a very long crack instantly appeared in the wall closer to them. The stone piers and lampposts on the roadside were cut off almost at the same time. The pigeons in the square were frightened and started shouting. Their wings flew in all directions.

The passers-by who didn't know what happened to the Dharma God were so frightened that they screamed.

And here is Lin Mo and the white-haired old man.

The two are still deadlocked.

Lin Mo wanted to use the Third Generation Ghost to push the old man away, but the white-haired old man's strength was surprisingly strong. In addition, if he chopped it down from above, his original strength would be greatly increased. Therefore, this was a good choice for those who were forced to resist defense. Lin Mo was a little unfriendly.

Wave after wave of powerful force continued to pour out from the collision point of the two swords.

"Your qualifications are good, and I was right." The white-haired old man said in a relaxed tone, "However, your strength is still a bit lacking. If you are willing to be my apprentice, I can teach you how to strengthen your own." strength."