Pirate: I'm not the King of the Sea, so don't mess with me.

The result of getting high is...

"It hurts, it hurts~"

A white bandage was wrapped around her arm. Because Hongo accidentally applied force, Yaya screamed out in pain.

Hongo was speechless: "You know it hurts, but you don't know how to hide?"

Yaya pursed her lips and defended in a low voice: "You're so high~ How can you feel the pain when you only see your opponent?"

Hongo:…

Row!

Hongo stood up after bandaging. When he turned around, he saw the comrades lying on the ground in rows.

He sighed resignedly: There are still two more to deal with over there!

After Hongo left, Marco came up.

After looking up and down, the woman, whose arms, thighs and even cheeks were covered with long and thin knife marks, couldn't help but frown: "Don't you need to go to the sea to recuperate?"

Yaya raised her head after hearing this, first shook her head obediently at Marco, then narrowed her eyes and smiled: "No, it's just a skin injury, it'll be fine in a moment."

Marco frowned.

Suddenly he squatted down and stretched out his hand. Blue-gold flames covered his palm, close to the woman's injured area.

While using the fruit's ability to help heal his wounds, he said disapprovingly: "Really, be careful, yoi, you are obviously very afraid of pain, aren't you?"

Yaya listened to him lecture her, her expression was blank.

After treating every wound, Marco finally stopped with satisfaction.

But when he saw the tattered dress on the woman, he couldn't help but frown again: "Go and change some clothes before coming out."

clothing?

Yaya looked down at her dress.

In addition to the tattered sleeves and skirt, a cut was also made at the waist, exposing the white and soft waist muscles.

It seems like... you didn’t reveal too much, right?

Marco could tell what she was thinking at a glance:...

He lifted the person up from the processed log and said in a helpless tone, "Go quickly."

Finally, he rubbed the top of the woman's hair soothingly: "Be obedient!"

Being coaxed like a child, Zenia pouted in dissatisfaction.

Her eyes suddenly fell on Shanks and Mihawk, who were having their wounds bandaged by Hongo, and she jumped on them almost gloating about their misfortune.

Marco didn't hold back and watched helplessly as someone rushed towards the two of them like wind.

Yaya hugged her knees and squatted on the ground, stretched out her fingers and poked Shanks' cheek first, with undisguised schadenfreude in her smiling eyes: "Hey, you will get beaten if you are disrespectful to your elders! It's too miserable for you. .”

Shanks smiled bitterly: "Speaking of this, I don't know how to make Mr. Rayleigh unhappy."

That expression was as innocent as possible. When he met Yaya's gaze, it even contained a pitiful sign of asking for comfort.

Not far away, the red group of people, who were working conscientiously and conscientiously to help build a house, and had big heads on their heads, all looked in the direction of Shanks. Their eyes were full of resentment towards a certain idiot.

Beckman didn't escape either.

Hearing this, the hand he was cleaning the gun with also had a big bump on his head shook steadily.

With a bang of a gunshot.

Shanks' eyes widened, and he suddenly raised his upper body and looked down.

On the ground where he was lying, between his legs, a bullet hole deep into the soil was slowly emitting smoke.

The eagle eye next to Shanks glanced over, then closed his eyes silently, and did not see but clean.

Yaya looked at the place where the smoke was coming out in surprise, blinked her eyes, let out a small sigh, and expressed her opinion blankly: "Almost!"

Hawkeye on the side:...

She pursed her lips tightly, trying not to laugh.

Shanks was breaking out in a cold sweat.

He turned around and roared to his mate: "Hey Baker, be careful!"

Beckman raised his eyes and apologized without sincerity: "Sorry, boss, my hand slipped."

The members of the red group, who were aware of their vice-captain's little desire to vent their anger, laughed unceremoniously.

"The boss is angry!"

"The boss deserves it, but he still implicates us."

"Hey, are you sure it's because we didn't stop the leader's attack and not because we set up a bet?"

"...Hiss~ Has Mr. Rayleigh always been like this? I suddenly sympathize with the Roger Pirates."

"Okay, okay! The leader was once on that boat, so it's normal to get beaten."

"So, what does it have to do with us? We are not members of the Roger Pirates?"

Everyone in the red group: Yes, what does this matter have to do with us? Forget it, boss, why do we have to be beaten too?

Jesus looked down in the direction of the village, and then clearly saw Reilly, who was handing a bag of baileys to the security officer with a helpless expression.

Silently withdrawing his gaze.

"Hey, stop making trouble and work quickly. Mr. Reilly will be back soon."

He reminded him, and then carried a piece of wood as thick as a man with almost no effort.

Jesus Bu sighed: "Not just here, we will also go down below to help in a while."

Speaking of the scene where the red group members were forced to work.

The cause and effect of this matter is partly Shanks' fault.

After fighting with the former vice-captain, I couldn't help but get excited, so I accidentally lost my strength and slashed down on the island.

Although that blow was no better than a god's dodge, it was actually Shanks' full blow.

The attack was aimed at the red group people on the shore.

At that time, a group of guys who were high on gambling suddenly saw the boss's moves and ran away without thinking. Then, the island village behind them suffered.

Wherever the slash struck, the house collapsed in pieces.

Not to mention the usual reaction of the red group, the islanders couldn't stand it any longer. They shot their heads one by one and shouted: Our home...

The consequences of affecting innocent people in their homeland can be imagined. The angry islanders surrounded the red group.

No matter how they tried to explain, it was useless. One by one, they were beaten all over the head by the old man and old lady holding a walking stick.

Even Beckman was not spared.

This was not over yet. After being beaten by a group of people and unable to fight back, Mr. Reilly, who had finished killing their leader, came back and knocked them all over the head with a smile.

Mr. Reilly said helplessly while beating people: "Hey, you brats, this is Nami's hometown. Who gave you the courage to destroy it like this?"

Did you hear the reason? It is simply reasonable and reasonable.

But, but...

What does this have to do with us? That blow was not caused by us! ! !

Compared to the tickling force of the islanders, the back of the knife that Rayleigh knocked off was actually covered in military color, and it hurt like hell.

A group of people squatted on the ground holding their heads, tears of pain almost falling.

I was so aggrieved that I couldn't refute anything, because if I refuted, I would be hit again.

Simply unreasonable.

Afterwards, everyone squatted together and took stock, feeling that part of the blame for being slapped on the head by Lei Li came from themselves.

Who told them not to watch the excitement but to start a gambling game?

Why are elders so excited?

Deserve a beating?

However, he refused to admit that he was wrong, and it must be all the fault of the unreliable boss.

That's why there was a scene where everyone collectively showed resentful expressions towards Shanks.

After all, what is a captain for?

Of course it is used to take it out and top the pot!

Good guy, not only the officers and crew, but even Beckman, the deputy captain, thinks so too!

This shows the cohesion of the red group!

The losses on the island cannot be ignored, not to mention that the houses of the islanders are indeed innocently implicated.

After Leiley checked his young wife's injury, in order to give Ken and the others an explanation, he asked Hongo to bandage Yaya, while he left the site of his house with a bag of Bailey.

But before leaving, Reilly asked these idle guys to help build a house.

By the way, he also told them that they would need their help to build the house on the island before they could leave as a group.

With a smile on his face, Lei Li turned around and walked away gracefully, regardless of the protests of a group of people.