Madara's Journey of Pirates

Gropole's abrupt and domineering words stunned everyone present.

Blackbeard frowned, but didn't express anything.

The smile on Lafitte's face was also a little stiff, and he had the means to deal with Gropole's difficulty in getting along.

However, he did not expect that the other party would be overbearing to this extent.

Looking at Lafitte who was motionless, Gropole showed no expression.

"Aren't you leaving? Forget it, it's the same to find a chance to kill you."

After finishing speaking, Gropole said to the black beard with a complicated complexion.

"Then, let's go, Captain, je ha ha ha ha."

Gropole's sudden imitation of the golden lion's laughter seemed a little strange, his tone was not as domineering as the golden lion, but filled with a sense of coldness.

Blackbeard also looked at Gropper in surprise, and then laughed.

"Jie ha ha? The laughter of the golden lion?"

"Then, after I die, will you inherit my laughter, thief hahahahaha."

Facing Blackbeard's ridicule, Gropole just turned around wrapped in the old blood-stained cloak, and left a sentence with some shyness.

"I didn't inherit his laughter. That guy loves to laugh, so I just smiled for him."

......

As soon as the screen changed, Uchiha and his party had returned to Wanfo Island.

After all, Chambord is only a temporary residence, and the real Uchiha family is Wanfo Island, after all, there is still a family member there.

At noon the next day, Uchiha Madara sat on the corridor of the courtyard and looked up at the huge sacred tree Nicole.

Gouzi was lying on the ground in the courtyard next to him, chatting with each other one by one.

"Madara, how old are you?"

"I can't see the end for now."

"Me too."

Then there was a long silence, Gouzi stretched fiercely, smacked his lips and said.

"It's rare that that guy from Gion isn't here. This kind of quiet life is really nostalgic."

Ban Wenyan glanced at the dog who had just finished tanning his back, and immediately turned over to the dog who started tanning his belly.

"You are no quieter than her."

Under the scorching sun, a breeze passed by like a free and cheerful child playing. Gouzi immediately squinted his eyes comfortably and shivered slightly.

"I'm a dog."

"The outsider bared his teeth and wagged his tail in front of the master."

"This is called professionalism."

Listening to Gouzi's words, Madara waved towards the room, and a string of rosary beads flew into his hand. He gently held the rosary beads, casually put them on his lap and rubbed them.

"Is that why you never wag your tail at me in private?"

Gouzi, who was full of enjoyment, was suddenly taken aback when he heard Madara's words, and then complained with a little contempt.

"What kind of vinegar are you eating as a child with her?"

"A 100-year-old man acting like a baby to another 100-year-old man, is that what you want?"

Madara thought for a while about how the dog acted coquettishly, and the speed of flicking the rosary with her fingertips silently increased.

There was another period of silence, Gouzi seemed to have thought of something, and his mood became a little depressed.

"spot."

"what's up?"

"Do you like it here?"

"do not like."

"me too."

As Gouzi said, he looked up at the towering Nicole.

"If it weren't for her, I guess I would like the scenery here very much."

Madara didn't speak, but he probably understood Gouzi's meaning.

Nicole is here, but she's just a tree at heart, so it only makes the dogs sadder.

Gouzi stood up straight without haste, shook off the dust on his body, and said while staring at Nicole in front of him.

"For old guys like us, the departure of family members is never a rainstorm, but it is the longest wet."

"I don't like the humidity, just as the shampoo location is important to me, but I don't like where I live."

"Gion is still young after all, so her heart can still withstand tossing, we can't, an aging heart can't bear hot thoughts."

Following Gouzi's narration, Madara's thoughts began to empty, as if traveling through time and space, he recalled the small river when he was young.

One person and one dog are all caught in the memory, and I don't know how long it has passed like this.

The scorching sun at noon felt a little tired, and began to gradually put away its blazing light, revealing a softer orange-red color.

Even the air is filled with a sense of late sunset.

until......

"Wow! Your dear General Gion is back wow! Answer me loudly! Does anyone miss me!!"

Madara and Gouzi showed a look of disgust at the same time, and looked at each other, reading the hidden deep relief from the depths of each other's eyes.

'It seems that her happiness is more important. '

Seeing Gion rushing into the house suddenly, Madara got up immediately and said something that made Gouzi and Gion change color at the same time,

"I'm going to prepare dinner."

Following Madara's words, Gion, who had a sullen expression on his face, immediately turned off the fire, and immediately put on a pitiful gesture.

"Stinky old man, I suddenly remembered something, um... um, what did I remember? Ah yes! Yes yes, I seem to miss you, let's go for a walk!"

Gouzi also immediately got up and walked out, chattering as he walked.

"Blade, it's been three days since you fought with the golden lion. Your health is critical. You should rest a little longer."

"I'll go to Wei Na's place to check. She should be cooking for Barrett at this time. I'll ask her to cook more. Let's eat together tonight."

Uchiha Madara:  …

.......

The outer defense line of Wanfo Island.

Faithful Dog Medical Department.

The pungent smell of disinfectant filled the pale ward, and Barrett stared blankly at the ceiling above his head.

He is a little confused now, before he could keep paralyzing himself, saying that he was working hard to catch Uchiha Madara.

However, the disappearing right arm and left eye, like a fig leaf torn off by force, hurt his few self-esteem.

Boom, boom.

There was a soft knock on the door and Wei Na's gentle voice sounded at the same time.

"Barrett... sir, may I come in?"

Barrett didn't speak, still staring at the pale ceiling above his head in a daze.

Seeing that Barrett was not in the mood to speak, Wei Na simply walked in, carefully sat next to him, and stared at Barrett lying on the hospital bed obsessively.

After a while, Wei Na's eyes flashed with distress, and she tried her best to keep her voice gentle and calm.

"Master Garm once told me that the ceiling of the hospital is a book that patients can never finish reading."

After he finished speaking, his face panicked, as if he was afraid that Barrett might misunderstand, so he hurriedly added another sentence.

"I mean, if you could turn your head around, maybe you'd find that you're not as alone as you thought."