The Pirate Incarnate as Thunder

New world, windless belt.

When dawn quietly breaks through the sky, the first ray of sunlight breaks through the darkness, and everything returns to the calm and unrippled sea. The Moby Dick quietly bathes in the new light and enjoys the hard-won tranquility.

"It's refreshing. I haven't exercised my muscles like this for a long time. It's time to drink some."

With a satisfied look on his face, Garp came to Whitebeard talking to himself, picked up the wine barrel and drank it. Whitebeard said nothing, silently raised the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp.

Gudong, Gudong waited until the two of them drank in silence until they were slightly drunk, and the Warring States Period that appeared under the sun's rays was belatedly arrived.

In the past, he would have definitely scolded Garp for his stance and drinking during working hours, but today Sengoku chose to turn a blind eye and looked at the white beard sitting cross-legged on the other side: "Edward Newgate, how about we have a temporary truce?"

"Come when you want, leave when you want. What do you think of my white beard? My dead sons, how should they treat me as their father?"

Whitebeard put down the wine cup with a heavy thump, and unleashed his murderous intent unabashedly, with great plans to start a war in the next second.

Garp on the side grinned, picked up the wine barrel and filled it with white beard. He faced his probing eyes and said, "Then what should I say about the fact that we saved your territory?"

“You can really quibble, gula la la.”

The laughter dispersed the murderous white beard, and he picked up the wine cup and poured it into his throat. He did not forget to pick up another wine barrel and put it on the opposite side. He pointed at the Warring States Period: "I am not a person who does not understand the truth."

"We are enemies to each other, and no matter what you do, it is understandable."

"However, you did help a lot to quell the Neptune riot this time, and my territory was not harmed too much."

"Both have grudges and grudges. I, Whitebeard, will never let my enemies go, nor will I ignore my kindness. So, come and have a drink until I am satisfied. Forget it this time. Let's fight again next time we meet."

With some drunkenness, Whitebeard, who talked a lot, looked like he was not a fool. The previous shock and anger of Sengoku and Garp because of this matter showed that they had never participated in this evil plan at all, and they were still counterattacking. Coming over was a big help, and he didn't intend to be pushy.

However, considering that the reason Izo said for the upper echelons of the world government to destroy the Sea King's nest is very clear, Mary Joa has been isolated: Reg and the revolutionary army are trying to overthrow this behemoth that has ruled the world for nearly 800 years. So he wanted to keep the two of them and give Reg more time.

"it is good."

Even though he knew that Whitebeard was a drunkard and didn't care about drinking, and just wanted to keep them here by drinking so that they could not support the Holy Land in time, Sengoku agreed. Anyway, he couldn't bear it anymore and didn't want to bear it anymore.

Gudong, Gudong picked up the barrel and started drinking heavily. The corners of his mouth curled up in a self-deprecating arc. He even violated his own position and touched Whitebeard: "Done."

Whitebeard grinned, stretched out his hand and clinked glasses with Warring States: "It's cool, done."

Garp on the side also silently raised the barrel and drank with Seng Guo. Only he knew best the complicated emotions in Seng Guo's heart.

They met when they were teenagers, and Sengoku had great ambitions, and firmly believed that the "Navy" was the best choice to realize the justice in their hearts, and this was indeed the case.

The Rocks Pirates, who ruled the entire New World, fell apart due to Sengoku's clever calculations and his fists. The pirates in the New World began to divide themselves among themselves; Whitebeard, Big Mom, Kaido, who has risen in recent years, and so on. They also suppressed the great pirates and then Roger appeared. The same was true. The surging justice burning in Sengoku's heart allowed him to fear no challenge from any opponent.

Marshal Kong once gave this evaluation of the Warring States Period: "The will of steel, the wrist of iron"

The title "Navy Hero" is not suitable for his casual personality. The Warring States Period is more suitable for him who can endure the protection of the Tianlong people from his superiors, and can also do his best for his subordinates and abide by naval duties, even if it means sacrificing a few for the many, but But he has a bottom line: sacrificing the lives of countless soldiers for the safety of a few people is something he cannot tolerate.

Wulaoxing's order this time has already touched the bottom line in Warring States' heart, making him disheartened. Otherwise, Warring States would not give up his responsibilities at this time. He would only try every means to get rid of Whitebeard, even if it was a matter of words. And without faith, you lose your dignity

"Hey, Whitebeard, what do you think?"

After drinking several barrels of fine wine, Warring States, who was already slightly tipsy, suddenly spoke, but the questions he asked were somewhat inconsistent.

Wow, Wow, Whitebeard, who was pouring wine for himself, didn't answer immediately. After the wine cup was just right, he slowly spoke: "I'm not interested. No matter who wins, we have been fighting for so many years, and there will eventually be someone." One can end it, but that will have to wait until the sons grow up."

Warring States turned to look at the old man who had been silent since just now: "What about you, Garp?"

"Of course I'm going to continue. This is the path I chose, and I have to walk it even on my knees."

Seeing Sengoku's collapse of faith, Garp suddenly became serious: "You guys, don't you want to leave early?"

"I"

Warring States opened his mouth but couldn't come up with an answer. He could only drink it all in one gulp and let the dripping wine soak his clothes. He looked indescribably confused.

Garp slapped Seng Guo heavily on the shoulder. Without saying a word, he raised his fist and punched Seng Guo several times in the face. While fighting back, he scolded: "You bastard, you weakling. I really misjudged you, coward."

"Bang you old dog"

Warring States came forward in anger, punched Garp in the eye of a panda, pressed him against the board of the boat, grabbed his collar and roared: "Then tell me, what should I do?"

"To hell with rules."

Garp yelled over without thinking, and at the same time pressed Sengoku onto the board of the ship. Sengoku was not satisfied with this answer, grabbed the left side of Garp's face, and withdrew violently: "There are no rules, where did it come from? order"

Garp, whose eyes were crooked and his mouth was twisted, was not willing to be outdone and pulled him over: "Well, let's just show off."

"Asshole, do you think everyone is like you?"

"It hurts so much. Let go, otherwise what else can you do? I've said it before, the Celestial Dragons are trash."

"Garp, that's bullshit from the world's nobles. I can't stand these bastards either."

"If that's not enough, let's let Mr. Reg do it. It's best to kill them and then we can go out and turn the tide. This will also allow the navy to become independent."

"Damn it Garp, you finally spoke your mind. What's the difference between this and betrayal?"

"Fuck you, I joined the Navy to protect civilians, not to protect that garbage."

Although they have fought side by side with each other for decades, their very different personalities have led to the current conflict. The two of them struggled in an imageless manner on the bow of Nuo Da's ship, forgetting the master Whitebeard even if he was white. Beard takes action now, maybe he can defeat them with one punch

Of course Whitebeard would not be like this. Since he said he would not fight, he would never attack him at this time. Instead, he looked at the two people struggling together with interest: When these two people are tired of fighting, the answer may be That’s it.