Pirates: The Life of a Salted Fish Broken by Roger

After a busy day, the cabin on the beach is finally completed.

From a distance, it looks very delicate.

"Wow! It's like a delicious cake." Enel clapped his hands and said happily, although he had never even seen a cake, let alone eaten it.

Lin Yu put his hands on his hips and looked at his masterpiece proudly.

"I'm such a genius! Hahahaha!"

Enelu also laughed.

The laughter of the two people rose slowly in the cool night air, colliding, intersecting and then separating.

Late at night, only the town's pubs were still brightly lit.

Looking at the unique dim light is really alluring.

Before you even get close, you can hear the lively atmosphere inside overflowing, like a bowl of boiling fish soup.

"Yo! Good evening everyone."

When Lin Yu stepped into the tavern, it suddenly became quiet. He had to take responsibility for the sudden cessation of the noise, so he greeted everyone relaxedly.

The entire pub seemed to have stopped time, and everyone looked at Lin Yu quietly. When Lin Yu slowly walked in and sat down at the bar, everyone came back to their senses.

The next second, half of the guests in the tavern got up and left, and the remaining ones sat far away from Lin Yu.

"Boss, if you can, please give me something with alcohol!"

Lin Yu said strangely, like someone who hadn't been home for a long time.

Standing at the bar was a middle-aged man with short hair, a beard, a shocking scar on his eye, and a weather-beaten look.

The middle-aged uncle carefully wiped the wine glass in his hand while observing Lin Yu.

He has seen too many people and too many things in his life. No insidious and cunning person can escape his eyes, and he will not miss every ray of kindness.

Finally, the middle-aged uncle placed a glass of rum in front of Lin Yu.

"Thank you." Lin Yu accepted it with a smile.

However, other guests present seemed to be concerned about this scene.

"Boss, you shouldn't give alcohol to outsiders."

Someone said seriously.

"Those who come here are guests, and if they are guests, they will have wine. This is the rule of our restaurant."

The middle-aged uncle stood demurely at the counter and said elegantly.

"But he is a pirate!" People finally said the most taboo word.

When the person next to him shouted the word pirate, Lin Yu had already finished the glass of wine in one gulp.

"Ha! What a good wine!" Lin Yu put down his wine glass and said happily.

Then, without saying a word, he put all the Baileys he had left from selling wood on the table, got up and walked out of the hotel.

The owner of this store is a nice person and he doesn't want to cause trouble to others.

"Wait a minute." The middle-aged man's hoarse voice stopped him.

When Lin Yu turned around, he saw a bottle of rum thrown towards him. He easily reached out to catch it, and then stared closely at the middle-aged uncle, seeming to ask with his eyes what it meant.

"The money you put on the table can buy another bottle." The middle-aged uncle said clearly.

"Boss, you don't have to be like this." Lin Yu gratefully weighed the wine in his hand.

"Those who open a tavern must keep their accounts clear, otherwise they are not worthy of opening a tavern." The middle-aged uncle said it forcefully, and he was also a very principled person.

"Thank you." Lin Yu smiled slightly and shook the wine in his hand as a farewell.

"I hate pirates, but I don't hate you. Next time you have a chance, please come late at night and I'll treat you."

The middle-aged uncle looked at Lin Yu's every move, which was decent and gentle, and said with great admiration.

Lin Yu nodded and walked out of the tavern.

"Boss, I advise you not to get too close to this guy, there will be no good results!"

"Yes, pirates are pirates, and no amount of superficial efforts can cover up their crimes."

"We should find a way to drive him away."

"Don't be stupid. He has strange powers and can make people faint suddenly. It's better not to mess with him."

"Hey! How come in this world the bad guys are always strong and the good guys are powerless!"

The patrons in the tavern, after drinking a few glasses of wine, talk about the ugliness of the world and the sinister nature of the human heart in order to appear sensible. However, they do not know that they are also deeply involved in the same intrigues among all living beings.

Only the owner of the tavern, the middle-aged man, was sober and didn't say anything. He just wiped the cup in his hand gracefully.

There are many stories about him, and they never need to be evaporated with alcohol, nor do they need to be modified with the help of rhetoric coming out of his mouth.

He hated pirates from the beginning, but he could also tell which type of pirate he should hate.

Yes, pirates are also classified. He only learned this from a pirate more than ten years ago.

That person was the future Pirate King Roger, which is really an interesting coincidence.

When he was a child, his family was killed by pirates. He was seriously injured and narrowly escaped, and later determined to become a navy.

As an adult, he got his wish and began his experience of catching pirates on this ocean.

Among his contemporaries, there were two naval companions who impressed him the most, these two people were Garp and Sengoku.

The two of them were so capable that they were almost the role models and shadows of all navies at that time. That was a gap that was simply unsurmountable.

In an unexpected operation, their warship ran aground on a small island.

It was a completely deserted island, a lifeless island of souls, with no food or fresh water, and no distress signal could be sent out.

They were trapped on the island for more than a month, and all their companions died one after another. Only he was still lingering.

Just when he had given up hope, a pirate ship appeared on the coast.

He didn't expect that he would die in the hands of pirates in the end. What a fate, he thought desperately.

However, the pirates did not harm him and even saved him.

He remembered that when he opened his eyes, Roger's smiling face was facing him. It was really a very warm face!Like the first ray of sunshine in the morning.

At that moment, he really felt that Roger was the savior who had arrived!

Next to Roger stood a man with his hands in his trouser pockets and a calm and calm face. This man did not forget to remind Roger cautiously.

"Hey! Roger! You have to think clearly, you are saving the navy."

Only later did he learn that this calm man with the necessary ruthlessness in his words was none other than Rayleigh, the vice-captain of the Roger Pirates.

However, Roger answered him very frankly: "What about the navy, he is almost dead. If the opponent is dead, then what's the fun."

That was more than ten years ago, before the Valley of the Gods incident occurred, and Roger had just made his mark in the pirate world.

To this day, this incident is what he hates the most. He really wishes he had died instead of being saved by Roger.

Because after Roger rescued him, he turned around and reported Roger's location to the Navy Headquarters. The Navy Headquarters dispatched Garp and Sengoku, who were in the spotlight at the time.

I heard that the siege almost drove Roger to death.

Although Roger escaped by chance in the end, it became a permanent psychological trauma for him. He could not forgive himself, and finally had to leave the navy, shrink to this small island, and open a tavern in obscurity.