Madara's Journey of Pirates

Time flies, and the ordinary and cheerful time will always slip away from people's hands unconsciously.

At this time, the Uchiha family was standing on the pier waiting for the fleet from the Navy Headquarters.

It is said to be a family, but in fact there are only Uchiha Madara and Gouzi. Hancock is too lazy to talk to the people in the navy, and Ace, who finally came to Madara's subordinates, is meditating.

Originally, Forester was also going to come, but because of Gouzi's laziness, he was dealing with many political affairs of the Uchiha family with a look of despair.

At this time, Gouzi was lying on the chair with a full face of arrogance, humming a ditty with his legs crossed in a very anthropomorphic manner.

I don't know where to gather a group of younger brothers, who seem to be the descendants of its old department.

For a while, the prestige is not inferior to that of 20 years ago, but the only difference is that the salary of these younger brothers is more than three times that of their parents.

Gouzi probably intends to make up for what they owed after their sudden departure that year with their descendants.

Unlike Gouzi, who is staring at the moon, Madara has changed back to the navy blue Taoist robe, perhaps because the suit is not suitable for home use.

A warship broke through the water and appeared abruptly on Marin Vanduo's pier.

Due to the high importance of this World Conference, and the senior cadres of the Uchiha family and the revolutionary army entering the venue to clean up Paradise and the Pirates of the Four Seas, the navy at this time basically has no pressure on personnel.

All the high-level officials of the navy are basically here, but because of the reason for escorting the fleets of the participating countries, not many people actually came to Marin Fando.

Among them, the only ones that Madara is familiar with are Garp, Zefa, Sengoku, and Polusalino.

Before the warship docked, hearty laughter came from the main ship.

"Hahahahahaha, is it Madara? You still look so young, you bastard."

"I sneaked away after the war last time. This time I have to have a good drink or two."

Hearing the familiar voice, Madara also slowly raised his head, looked at the bow of the ship, his lips moved.

"Long time no see, Zefa."

Although the sound was not loud, it easily overwhelmed the noise of the warship docking.

The warship had just started docking, when four piercing sounds sounded at the same time, and it was already in front of Madara in the blink of an eye.

"spot."

After the Warring States landed, he greeted Zhuo Madara, and then turned his head to deal with matters related to going ashore.

Garp just ignored Madara, and immediately set his sights on Gouzi's high-end recliner, jokingly squeezed Gouzi down, and the dove occupied the magpie's nest.

It caused Gouzi to scold him angrily, but unfortunately it was of no use, because Garp had already fallen asleep at this time.

"Long time no see~ Mr. Madara~"

Polusalino also greeted him in a well-behaved manner as usual, and then went to work (fishing).

They are all old acquaintances, and the youngest among them, Polusalino, is already 56 years old. There is no need to make so many ugly rules, and everyone is comfortable getting along casually.

Madara didn't even pay attention to Sengoku and Polusalino, and after being perfunctory for a while, he chatted with Zefa.

Madara first looked at Zefa's purple hair.

"Compared to Garp and Sengoku, you are not too old."

Hearing Banna's unwavering words, Zefa scratched his head and laughed.

"Hahahahaha, isn't it? But my hair is dyed."

"Just saying that you are younger than those two guys, the money for hair dyeing is not in vain."

Ban Wenyan was taken aback for a moment, and then carefully looked at Zefa's hair twice, only to find that there was a hint of paleness in the rich purple.

Madara didn't answer immediately, and looked at the position Sengoku left with a blank expression.

"Is that guy's hair dyed too?"

Zefa was still laughing when he heard this.

"Of course, he only dyed it like this for the face of the Admiral of the Navy."

"One year older than Karp and me, he is 77 years old, so there is no reason why his hair is not white."

"That guy is different from me. He doesn't like the smell of hair dye very much. He probably won't dye it after he abdicates."

Zefa said while looking at Uchiha Madara in amazement.

"But you guys are really exaggerating. You seemed to be like this 20 years ago, right?"

"Just based on your old face who doesn't know how old you are, if you run into the blind date market now, you may also receive a lot of information? Hahahahaha."

Seeing Zefa laughing out of nowhere in front of him, although Madara didn't show any expression, he still felt a burst of relief in his heart.

Sure enough, he is more suitable to stay with this group of old things than the group of juniors.

In this way, Madara and Zefa began to return to Uchiha's house without saying a word, completely ignoring other people, including the dog who was directing his dogs to besiege Garp.

The residences of these old guys must have not been cleaned up, and they lived in temporary residences. It is estimated that they came here today with the idea of ​​eating at their own homes.

On the way to Uchiha's house, Madara suddenly said to Zefa who was chattering in front of him.

"Whitebeard II is dead."

Zefa, who was holding a cigar in his hand with a stinky face, suddenly froze, and then took a deep puff of the cigar, letting the smoke cover his resolute face wantonly.

"learn."

After a while, Zefa had sorted out his emotions and sighed with a complex expression.

"Well, the garbage in the sea will eventually meet their destination."

At the same time, he looked solemnly at Madara Uchiha beside him.

"Thanks, Madara."

Uchiha Madara did not accept Zefa's thanks, but said indifferently.

"This is what Gion means, and it has nothing to do with me."

Hearing Madara's words, Zefa shook his head solemnly again.

"Gion is my favorite disciple, but she is only a white beard II, which is naturally no problem for her."

"But that's not what I'm thankful for."

Ban Wenyan frowned slightly.

"What do you mean?"

Zefa smiled, then stopped walking, found a nearby step and sat down casually.

"What I'm grateful for is you and the difference you've made in this world."

While speaking, Zefa took another sip of the cigar in his hand, and the smoke suddenly poured into his lungs, and he exhaled it out of his body together with the aura of many years of illness.

"Sometimes I'm even glad that we met you first."

"You don't need to prevaricate me with words that don't care about justice, I'm just telling what I think Uchiha Madara."

"Years of naval career have allowed you to subtly accept the thinking of the navy."

"Although you are following your own set of weird rules, your actions still have some shadows of the navy unconsciously mixed in."

"Under various reasons, it also led to the appearance of the Uchiha family."