In the world of pirates, you are crazy and yelling at others

a few days later.

Windmill Village, on the bench at the end of the village.

A handsome man was lying there with a swaddled baby in his arms, basking in the sun comfortably.

Beside him sat another man in a cloak.

Father and son said nothing.

The kind-hearted old man suddenly turned cold and scolded: "Is this how I teach you how to be a good person? You are only willing to go home after the child is born. Are the people in your hometown so unworthy of your nostalgia?"

The words were full of confusion and helplessness.

The man beside him looked like a younger version of himself.

Long crossed his arms across his chest, a smile flashed across his obscure black eyes, "Father..."

"You're so outspoken, I think you won't call me daddy anymore!" Garp raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips to block what he was about to say.

Long smiled calmly and looked at the sea in front of him. The sea breeze blew through their hair.

He shouted: "Dad."

"hold head high?"

After casually responding, Garp looked straight ahead solemnly, and when he thought of something, he continued: "Long, I have always been opposed to you leaving the navy and going against the people in the World Government. There is no reason why I did this."

"In our clan, you either have to be unknown or be included. Other than that, any other path is very dangerous."

Although he was a marine, he raised a son who advocated opposition to the rule of the world government.

How could he not...

So proud!

After all, my son is very capable and has a detached mind.

He couldn't get used to what those scumbags from the Tianlong people did, so he ignored the obstruction and escaped from his supervision and went out to make a living.

But he was old, and he was exhausted mentally and physically after fighting with Roger's group of pirates for many years. The only ones I care about are these family members, and I can't bear to watch them take risks one by one.

He couldn't guarantee they would be safe.

Will the future really be changed by them?

He couldn't guarantee it either.

Garp looked down at his lovely grandson who was blowing out snot bubbles while sleeping in his arms, and a happy smile appeared on his face with visible wrinkles.

Fortunately, there is still a small one that is not contaminated.

Perhaps it is his grandson who should inherit his mantle!

"I can forgive you, dragon."

For the sake of his grandson, he could not argue with his son who always made him angry.

Dad’s ability to comfort himself is really strong.

Long couldn't help but feel glad that Garp didn't teach him a lesson with loving fists. After all, he was already a grown man, and it would be ridiculous to be beaten at such an old age.

"Dad, I have made my goal clear. I want to liberate those countries that are oppressed by the world government! Wrest the true freedom of the world!" Long Qinglang loudly promoted his dream.

"Snapped!"

The slap of love fell on his shoulder, the thick palm filled with warm fire, and the knuckles clasped his shoulder blade.

Garp had a sinister look on his face and breathed out heavily, gritting his teeth and hating that iron was not made of steel, "Although I don't object to you, but don't let me hear such words!"

He has an occupational disease and he can't stand it any longer!

Garp beat the dragon just like he beat his son. He held the baby in one hand and took off his leather shoes with the other, and ran after the dragon.

The dragon was not serious at all when he was beaten. The shoes were all imprinted on his face, but he still grinned playfully, waved his hand and said, "Dad, Luffy will be left to you, just keep an eye on me!"

He will prove it to him!

His figure disappeared instantly, and the wind threw the leather shoes towards Garp, who was limping after him.

"Get out! Who wants to see your great achievements!" Garp picked up his shoes and put them on, cursing and smiling brightly.

Long also managed to sneak back to his ship with the shoe prints on his face.

Port office.

A ship that looks like a long dragon pulls back its anchor and prepares to set sail.

"Buzzing..."

The fine sound waves carried strong momentum, making those gathered at the end of Windmill Village move their ears slightly and their eyes became sharp.

"There are a lot of strong things approaching, have you noticed?" The man wrapped in a cloak appeared behind the dragon, a little excited and a little nervous.

Adrenaline rushes.

Long also put on the hat behind his cloak and turned to look out to sea.

"coming!"

Almost at the same time, he took on a fighting stance.

"Hey~"

The baby cried bursts, as if he also sensed the approaching danger.

Garp lowered his head and gently comforted his grandson.

When he looked up again, he almost threw his grandson away.

"puff!"

His eyes widened, he was shocked in disbelief, and he sucked in the snot flowing from his nose.

Out on the sea.

A dozen or so huge sea kings, hundreds of meters high, were extremely excited, approaching the windmill village at extremely high speeds, sweeping in the waves.

On top of the head of the octopus, on the lifted boat, there were two people, one big and one small, lying stably. The two of them were drinking coconut juice and wearing sunglasses to enjoy the thrill of surfing.

Getting closer.

Alaya threw down the coconut, jumped up suddenly, bent down left and right, raised her hands to do two sets of stretching exercises, and then shouted loudly: "That's right! This is the momentum!"

"One two one! Tail left!"

The Neptunes uniformly swung their tails to the left, and those without tails could only move the left half of their legs.

"Okay! Listen to my rhythm!"

"One two one! Down and straight!"

The Neptunes obediently raised their tails downwards.

"Handbrake ready——"

"brake!"

The clear and loud slogans echoed in the empty sea.

"Clatter, crash, crash -"

"Crack-"

"Clang-"

The Neptunes, who were originally tightly packed together, collided with each other one after another, their flesh collided and rubbed, and the huge sea beasts stacked on top of each other swooped towards the mountains next to the village.

Fortunately, the heading is crooked, otherwise Windmill Village would be attacked by sea monsters today, destroying the entire village.

"boom!"

The Neptune failed to brake suddenly, but successfully stopped by relying on the beached buffer.

However, the long-necked Neptune species suffered. Their heads hit the land and made a big hole.

The people fishing on the beach were stunned.

"what!!!"

The villagers screamed and immediately took their fishing rods and nets away from the beach filled with huge sea monsters.

This scene is really exciting!

My little heart is going to explode!

Garp regained consciousness and swallowed the non-existent saliva. His throat was dry and painful, and his brows were twitching.

The Neptune species have come ashore.

What about the people who were sent to the port by the Sea Kings? ?

High in the sky, after the two thrown black spots reached a certain height, they began to fall.

"Sister, I will never play again!"

Surfing is no fun!

Little Ace was about to cry. His clothes were bulging with a lot of air and were so bloated that he looked like a little turtle at first glance.

His hands waving up and down tried to turn into wings, but unfortunately he couldn't fly, so he accelerated and fell down.

"Eh~ahhh!"

If you fall from a height of 100 meters, you will definitely be smashed to pieces.

"No!"

The throat vibrated in the wide-open mouth, and the milky sound was heartbreaking.

"Shh-"

A pair of black wings swooped down and enveloped him, and he fell into a warm embrace.

The wind ruffled Elleya's hair, and she flew towards the end of the village, landing slowly.

Garp's face was ashen, his eyes moved from the stacked and fainted Neptunes to her, and he said a cold joke with a cold eyebrow:

"Are you the real Neptune?"