Dragon Slayer of Pirate World

"Boss Zhepu discovered three warships"

"We are completely surrounded by the navy"

"We have no way to escape"

"Boss, get ready to fight."

“Bharati’s chefs never give in”

When three warships, one large, two small, flanked the carp-shaped Barati, the restaurant on the sea was completely in panic.

A tall, muscular old man wearing a chef's hat walked out of the back kitchen.

His men calmed down a little, but they still couldn't calm down:

"Does Boss Zhepu want to start a war with them?"

Zhepu, who was called the boss, stroked his long braid-like beard:

"Calm down. We are no longer pirates. We are not allowed to conflict with each other without my order."

He adjusted the chef's hat, which was over one meter tall:

"Let me see who is coming to our newly opened Bharati"

As he walked outside, there was a "dong dong dong" knocking sound on the wooden floor.

Only one of his left legs is intact, and his right leg is a wooden prosthesis below the knee.

Behind him, a teenage boy came out with a toothpick hanging:

"Smelly old man, are the things you committed in the past about to be exposed?"

Although the naval battleship was already in sight, the boy still had a heartless smile on his face, as if he didn't care about the danger.

"Shut up, you bastard"

Zhepu quenched his saliva, but everyone could see that his body was still slightly stiff.

The "red feet" who once traveled across the East China Sea and even bravely marched forward on the great sea route have become old.

After losing his right foot, he also lost his most powerful weapon. His strength was not even half of what he was at his peak.

"whoosh"

A green shadow suddenly rose into the sky from the warship opposite.

Zhepu's eyelids twitched suddenly, and he saw a thick vine drawing a huge arc in the air, and then hanging in front of him.

At the forefront of the vines, a young naval officer stood so lightly in the air. The cloak of justice on his shoulders fluttered high in the sea breeze, but it never fell off.

"Devil Fruit Ability"

The well-informed Zhepu immediately took a breath of cold air:

"Your Excellency has mobilized a large number of people to come to Haihai Restaurant. You are not here to arrest me, are you?"

The naval officer laughed, but his eyes looked past him and fell directly on the child with curly eyebrows behind him:

"We just wiped out the Blackbeard Pirates, so we stopped by for a meal. But I don't have much money at the moment, so I have to scare you. I hope you can give me a face and greet my brothers."

Zhepu looked at him carefully and felt that the young navy did not seem to be making fun of him, so his tense body relaxed slightly:

“If you just want to eat, the restaurant on the sea always welcomes guests.”

"Navy gentlemen at table 3, this is your meal."

“The dishes on table 5 are ready, please use them slowly.”

When the 11-year-old boy with curly eyebrows shuttled back and forth between the dining tables carrying a huge tray, he did not notice that two eyes were always paying attention to him, consciously or unconsciously.

But someone noticed.

After finishing the last dish, Zhepu also sat down at the table:

"Lieutenant Colonel Leiter seems to be very interested in the trainees in our restaurant."

Leiter smiled, not caring about his intentions being seen through:

"I was just wondering why a teenage boy would live with a group of vicious ex-pirates."

This was just a reason he found casually, and of course he knew the reason.

Zhepu didn't know how to explain, so he asked again:

"What do you think of our taste, Lieutenant Colonel?"

Leiter nodded, cut off a piece of steak with a knife, and then put it into his mouth:

"This is the most delicious steak I have ever eaten in the world. Perhaps compared to being a pirate, being a chef is the career you should really pursue for your whole life."

Zhepu burst out laughing:

"This was my biggest dream, and now it has finally come true. I no longer have any regrets in my life."

Leiter said slightly vaguely while chewing the delicious food in his mouth:

"Mr. Zhep, I have a proposal, maybe you can consider it."

The smile on Zhepu's face immediately disappeared, because he knew that what came next was the other party's real intention:

"please say."

After swallowing the last bite of food, Leiter rinsed his mouth again and then cleared his throat:

"Mr. Zhepu was already a famous pirate in the East China Sea before he entered the Grand Line. Your physical skills, especially your leg skills, often scare your opponents. Therefore, I would like to ask you to be the physical skills instructor of the 16th branch of our navy. ."

Zhepu opened his mouth:

"Are you kidding me, Lieutenant Colonel? I'm old and I only have one left leg."

Leiter shrugged:

"The navy branch in the East China Sea has been weak for a long time. Most of the branches can't even wipe out three million pirates. Even if you only have one leg, you can single-handedly defeat our 300th branch. Of course, the premise is that I am absent."

Zhepu actually didn't deny it, and neither did the two majors sitting at the table with Leiter.

Based on the mouse's ability, it can be inferred that the 16th branch has long since lost any combat effectiveness. Apart from bullying the civilian population, they have done nothing else.

In the past year, the entire 16 branches have eliminated pirates, and the total bounty is less than 1000 million beli.

The current situation of the 16th branch is almost a true reflection of the entire navy today. Most of the grassroots navy are weak and incompetent, greedy for life and afraid of death, bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, but they are aloof and extremely greedy in front of ordinary people. The so-called justice is just a flag in name only.

Of course, among the millions of marines, there are also passionate and righteous men, but their existence only slightly delays the demise of the entire institution.

Zhepu only thought for a few seconds before making an invitation gesture to Leiter:

"Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, can we talk alone?"

"Mr. Zhep, you probably understand what I mean."

In the reception room of the warship, Leiter said with a slight smile:

"Of course you can refuse, but I think a smart person will definitely hold my extended right hand."

Although the thing he proposed before was just to let Zhepu serve as an instructor, Zhepu did understand what he meant.

Zhepu's breathing became slightly heavier:

"You want us to become part of the 16th branch or to become your subordinates"

Lei Te nodded as usual:

"Your understanding is not wrong. Do you need me to explain the benefits to you?"

Zhepu held the glass on the table, and the wine in the glass undulated like ocean waves:

"Although I will no longer be hunted, I am still a big pirate in the East China Sea. Are you sure this is okay?"

Leiter smiled:

"That's my business. I don't need you to worry about it. You just need to tell me what your choice is."

"I can't refuse, Commander Leiter."

Zhepu let go of the cup, but his face showed a hint of relief:

"You are able to defeat the ferocious fish-man pirates, and you are already the strongest existence in the entire East China Sea. If you can get your protection, it will certainly not be a bad thing for Barati. From now on, Barati and I will belong to is you"

"Very well, Zhepu, I will give you the first task now."

Leiter almost couldn't wait to snap his fingers:

"Starting from tomorrow, you will be responsible for teaching me physical skills."

Since Kizaru can't be a master, let's learn the Shadowless Kung Fu from Zhepu first.

Although Zhepu is no longer at his peak, at least he is still a mentor with curly eyebrows.

With the qualifications of a mere "failed product", after a few years of casual study, I can reach the level of one in ten thousand. How could I, the chosen son of Bolderet, lose to the lustful kappa Sanji?