Pirate: I'm not the King of the Sea, so don't mess with me.
Chapter 370 Run away collectively!
Although Rayleigh was causing trouble, the navy fleet quickly caught up with Yaya's island.
Coming were Navy Admiral Kizaru and Navy Hero Garp.
The morale of the navy surrounding the three Marcos was naturally high. However, after the three Marcos felt the faint aura of a strong man floating in the air, they had to choose to avoid its edge.
Seeing Marco and Hawkeye leaving in the same direction one after another, the navy naturally allocated two-thirds of their manpower to pursue them.
Doflamingo looked at the direction the two were leaving, his eyes dim under his sunglasses.
But after all, he was a captain with a family, and when two extremely troublesome guys arrived, he naturally had to organize his people to leave the island quickly.
So the three of them separated and headed towards different destinations.
And the port of Commercial Island.
More than a dozen naval warships docked slowly in a surrounding posture.
More than a dozen planks bang bang bang hit the ground, and the neatly lined up navy soldiers held guns in their hands and quickly ran off the ship and rushed towards the center of the city.
The lieutenant general who commanded the formation raised his head and shouted: "Hurry up, everyone. Not only are the Whitebeard Pirates here, but the Navy Hunter Hawkeye is also here."
Amidst the uniform sound of running, a shout similar to a reminder came from the other direction: "It is reported that Pluto Rayleigh is also on this island, please cheer up!"
The lieutenant general following the tall figure in the black and white striped suit also shouted with a serious expression: "Once you find members of the red-haired pirate group and the Don Quixote family, you will not let them go!"
The response to these three shouts was a uniform 'yes'.
"Wow, there are so many monsters gathered here~."
Porusalino, who was steadily being left behind by the well-trained navy of the headquarters, was wearing a black and white striped suit. At the moment, he had his hands in his pockets, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and his eyes under the brown sunglasses flashed with a meaningful light, like a smile. The non-smiling look shows no emotion.
"Hahahaha~ We have to move faster." Garp next to Porusalino held a bag of senbei in his left hand, inserted his right hand into the bag of senbei, and sprayed his mouth full of senbei dregs while laughing. .
After laughing, Garp suddenly smiled. Although he was still smiling, he looked sharply in the direction of the town: "I don't want my girl to fall into the hands of that bastard again."
In the blink of an eye, he thought of something again, and Garp suddenly scratched the back of his head and laughed: "I forgot that my niece is here too, hahaha~ Hey kid, do you have any good suggestions?"
When Porusalino looked at him in confusion, Garp complained: "I haven't even had a chance to prepare a gift for my niece all the way here!"
Thinking of some of the information passed to him, Porusalino's eyes slowly narrowed under his sunglasses, and then he pouted and smiled casually: "Mr. Karp~ You don't have to be so anxious about the gift~"
When Garp looked over, Porusalino still looked casual and tilted his head and continued: "As long as we take the mother and daughter to the headquarters, it will be fine~"
The man chuckled: "What kind of gift do you want then? You can just let the child choose it by himself~"
Garp's eyes suddenly lit up, and while laughing loudly, he reached out and patted Porusalino on the back: "I know you have a lot of clever ideas, hahahaha, so let's do it!"
Porusalino: ...Actually, I don’t want your compliments~
The troops directly under the Navy Headquarters, Admiral Kizaru, were steadily advancing towards the town. At the same time, behind the island opposite the naval fleet docked, a large ship with a dragon head was parked on the calm sea.
Because there are reefs near the shore of the island, it is too dangerous to drive there, so the big ships can stop on the sea a few nautical miles away from the coast.
The red-haired man standing at the bow of the boat had a hearty smile on his face, his dark pupils looking motionlessly in the direction of the island, his black cloak flapping behind him in the wind.
Beside him, the long-haired man holding a cigarette had deep eyes and was looking in the direction of the island, not knowing what he was thinking.
Seagulls were circling and chirping next to the big ship, the warm sunshine shrouded the head, and the cool sea breeze brought the slightest bit of summer coolness. If you didn't come with a purpose, you still have business to do, such good weather can be a good place for someone to hold an event An excuse for a party.
Xiang, the banquet madman, was not in the mood to hold a banquet at the moment. Instead, he asked the first mate next to him expectantly: "Baker, can Mr. Reilly really bring people here?"
Beckman was expressionless when asked: "Instead of asking me, it's better to use your knowledge to investigate."
Shanks blinked, suddenly confused? He made a sound and asked dumbfoundedly: "Isn't this the result of your countless thoughts, Beck?"
Beckman turned his head, looked at a certain idiot, and said calmly: "No, it's just that the Cocosia Village is in this direction."
Shanks:......
Why does he think Beckman has gone bad?
Beckman could see what the idiot boss was thinking at a glance, and raised the corners of his mouth happily: "Instead of using my brain to think, sometimes I also want to gamble my luck."
Shanks was completely dumbfounded.
That expression seemed to say: What about the agreed-upon competition of brains with Mr. Reilly? Beck, did you admit defeat in advance?
However, facing the cold eyes of his first mate, Shanks did not dare to speak out his all-seeing and natural black remarks.
Beckman looked away expressionlessly, sighing inwardly: Are you competing for brains? He didn't think he would lose.
Clearly, Beckman was serious about joking.
After waiting quietly for an unknown amount of time, a shout that everyone wanted to hear finally rang out from the lookout: "Hey, boss, I saw them!"
It was Jesus Bu's slightly excited voice.
Shanks' eyes lit up, he turned around wrongly, looked up, and asked loudly with a smile: "Are they coming this way?"
Perhaps hearing the shouting, little Uta who was in the room also rushed out: "Is it mom?"
The other crew members were all happy.
"Great!"
"As expected of the vice-captain, I really guessed it right."
"As expected, do you still want to go to Cocosia Village?"
"In that case... Mr. Reilly is here too?"
Everyone:...
Thinking of being tricked by their boss's former vice-captain, everyone's mood suddenly became complicated.
Beckman looked at the horizon quietly for a moment, then suddenly narrowed his eyes and said to Shanks beside him: "Don't be too happy too soon!"
As soon as the words fell from his ears, Shanks seemed to have noticed something, and turned around suddenly to look at the island... in the air.
The huge brown wings cut through the airflow, causing bursts of air explosions, and a black dot slowly enlarged and came rapidly.
Several familiar golden projectiles whizzed towards the black dot, and were stopped by blue-gold flames on the left and right and green flying slashes.
Everything happened in the middle of the island in an instant.
When Shanks looked intently again, the appearance of the black dots was already clear before his eyes.
A giant eagle the size of a small dhow flapped its wings, carrying the strong wind, and passed overhead in an instant.
Shanks:...!
That is……
Beside him, Beckman clicked his tongue.
The presence of You Jia made him already expect such a situation, but what made him couldn't help but click his tongue was the other two people who were about to arrive.
Shanks finally regained consciousness and quickly asked the crew to sail the boat to catch up.
But just as the Red turned its bow, a blue-gold figure grabbed another person and slowly landed on the deck of the Red.
Beckman's eyes were dead: ...Sure enough!
Shanks seemed extremely excited and happy about the arrival of the two of them: "Marco? Mihawk? Hahaha, long time no see!"
Beckman took a puff of cigarette melancholy: Idiot, why are you so happy? Don’t you think you have enough love rivals? Tsk!
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