Pirates: I was born to be a king

boom!

"Does that man know what he is talking about?"

Lieutenant General Wall was furious, his teeth were clenched, and the veins on his forehead were bulging like a dragon. He smashed his clenched fist on the table, causing the Den Den Mushi on the table to tremble in fear and shrink back into its snail shell.

Although the non-commissioned officer next to him was also dissatisfied with Shanks' tone, he still gritted his teeth and said, "Lieutenant General, although this man's tone is a bit arrogant, if he can really mediate the war, it may not be a bad thing for us!"

Vice Admiral Wall turned his head and glared at his men fiercely. However, when he thought of the heavy casualties suffered by the navy, he finally pursed his lips and said nothing more.

He was filled with indignation. How could an insignificant little pirate dare to speak so arrogantly in the Navy's G1 base? This was simply a blasphemy against the justice of the Navy!

However, looking at the current situation, isn't the dignity of the navy being ruthlessly trampled upon?

A gentleman keeps his weapons hidden in his body, ready to use them when the time comes!

Vice Admiral Wall decided to endure. As long as they can survive this crisis and the navy recovers, they will surely dominate the sea again!

However, even though Lieutenant General Wall is the battlefield commander, it is difficult for him to make his own voice heard at this moment!

Among all the people present, Garp was the most excited. Although he had a smile on his face, the anger burning in his eyes was as hot as a volcano.

He disappeared like a ghost in a flash, and the next moment he appeared in front of Shanks like lightning. His raised fist seemed to be filled with the domineering power of destroying the world, and he shouted angrily:

"Little red-haired devil, experience the wrath of a grandfather who failed in his grandson's wish for success!"

Before Garp finished his words, he punched Shanks on the head like a mountain. In an instant, countless lightning bolts danced like silver snakes, entwining and intertwining. A suffocating and powerful feeling of oppression instantly surged into the hearts of the other members of the Red Hair Pirates like a tide.

"Hey, hey, hey, Luffy's grandpa is so scary!"

"Watch out, boss!"

"It was so fast, I didn't have time to react!"

The faces of the members of the Red Hair Pirates changed drastically. Even the usually proud Beckman was shocked by the amazing speed. In the original work, he had confidently dared to tell the fastest Borsalino not to move, but at this moment, he didn't even have time to raise the gun in his hand.

"monster!"

Beckman bit the cigarette in his mouth hard, his eyes suddenly widened, full of unwillingness and astonishment, staring at Karp.

He now had the strength to become a general emperor, but he did not expect that he was still so far away from the top of the sea.

Shanks' red hair was rustling in the wind from the punch, but his expression was calm.

Keng!

boom!

A cold light flashed, and Shanks grasped the hilt of the knife with his backhand like a ghost, and raised his hand across his chest in the blink of an eye.

The fist hit the knife like a hammer. In an instant, the lightning seemed to be given life, transforming into ferocious lightning snakes, running around with fangs and claws.

Two powerful arrogances collided like a raging torrent. The faces of the people around them changed drastically, as if they were struck by lightning. Their eyelids fluttered and they fainted on the ground.

The hedge of domineering color!

Whitebeard's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression became solemn.

Marco in the sky struggled to resist the shock wave, his face pale, he said in horror: "How can this kind of domineering power be so terrifying?!"

The sea began to become restless, and the ship pitched up and down like a leaf in the wind. On the ship, in stark contrast to the horror of his brothers and sisters, Katakuri showed an expression of "as expected" and muttered to himself: "Red-haired Shanks?"

His observation Haki is extraordinary. When he first met Shanks, he could already sense that the other party's seemingly thin body actually contained the domineering aura and strength like a dragon, but he couldn't believe it.

Crane, who was on the battlefield, also had cold sweat on his forehead, and said in shock and worry:

"Zhan Guo, it looks like the sea is going to be rough again."

Garp was slightly surprised, but he was also well prepared and did not hold back at the beginning, because there is always an indescribable tacit understanding between masters. When he saw Shanks, he had a sense of déjà vu.

It was as if he had met the man who was once his friend and enemy - Gol D. Roger.

Garp's previous anger was not a disguise, but it also contained a tentative intention.

Seeing that Shanks was indeed very skilled, Garp grinned and praised: "Red-haired kid, you really make people look at you with new eyes!"

Although Shanks only has one hand, he seems to be able to resist Garp's fist with ease. He even has enough strength to joke: "No wonder the captain was chased and fled in a panic. This fist is really heavy, Vice Admiral Garp!"

Shanks had long witnessed the horror of Garp, but only when he actually took his punch did he realize that what he had seen before was just the aftermath of his attack.

Garp's physical skills are at the pinnacle of domineering, and his control over strength and domineering is condensed to the extreme. Only those who have received his fist can truly understand the horror of his opponent's strength.

If a swordsman with less domineering power were hit by this punch, even a master of twenty-one skills would find it difficult to withstand the tremendous force.

"Don't look down on me, I'm just a little kid!"

Garp's face turned grim, and the domineering aura of his fist began to surge. The muscles on his punching arm bulged out of thin air, like a coiled dragon.

Accompanied by a powerful explosion of energy, Garp and Shanks jumped out of the smoke and dust, both of them were safe and sound.

But this scene was unbelievable in the eyes of other pirates and navy.

"That guy actually...actually blocked Vice Admiral Garp's punch!"

"The iron fist of that veteran Garp was actually blocked?!"

"Has he reached that level yet?"

"Is there going to be another emperor on the sea?"

……

The pirates and the navy stopped fighting. Their faces showed disbelief, fervent admiration, confusion, fear and panic...

There are thousands of faces in thousands of people, and it is not enough to describe them all.

Although Garp's punch failed to work, his hearty and sharp smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, giving people a feeling that everything was under control.

Karp smiled, clenched his fists, and asked loudly: "Kid, what on earth are you doing here for?"

Shanks held a Western sword and grinned, "To end this war, of course!"

He then walked to Garp's side, narrowed his eyes, and asked calmly, "Oh? Then how do you want to end this war?"

What method?

Is it the navy's way of triumph, or the pirates' way of dominating?

Shanks was well aware of Crane's problem, and he replied solemnly: "Cease the fighting and make peace!"

Crane's expression did not show the slightest surprise, and the pirates seemed to have vaguely guessed that this would be the outcome.

After all, if he really wanted to punish the navy, why would he stop the fighting and make such a high-profile announcement? He could just go straight into the battlefield. Even if Whitebeard didn't appreciate it afterwards, that would be a matter for the future.

However, the pirates were in an uproar. One of them stepped forward and shouted, "Red-haired Shanks, whose side are you on? We are almost pulling out the last nail of the Navy in the New World!"

The other pirates echoed this, and questioning glances swept over Shanks and his companions like a rain of arrows.

However, Shanks and his companions seemed to be oblivious to these questioning voices and strange looks, as if they did not take them to heart at all.

Whitebeard frowned slightly as he watched his sons making so much noise, but he felt a little relieved when he saw that the squad leaders were not acting like them.

As a father, you can't expect every one of your sons to be successful.

At this time, Shanks held his hat, lowered his head and only showed the corners of his grin, and replied with a smile: "I don't belong to any side."

Then, Shanks suddenly burst into laughter, like a gust of unbridled wind, "We are pirates. When have we ever heard that pirates are a united group? Hahahaha..."

Shanks lowered his head slightly and laughed broadly. There was no trace of the arrogance in his laughter, but instead there was a bit more free and unrestrainedness.

At the same time, the crew members of the Red Hair Pirates also laughed and echoed loudly:

"That's right, Boss!"

"Hahaha, boss got to the point!"

"It's rare for Shanks to be sober!"

"That knife move by the boss just now was really cool!"

……

Shanks slowly stopped laughing and said solemnly: "We are pirates, the freest people in this sea!"

The pirates, who were originally enraged, suddenly trembled as if they were electrocuted, looked at each other, and were speechless for a moment.

Whitebeard and his squad leaders also smiled proudly, obviously agreeing with each other's point of view.

Karp raised the corner of his mouth slightly and muttered in a low voice: "What lawless little devils!"

After a while, the laughter stopped.

Whitebeard suddenly slammed Kusunokiri to the ground, and a thunderous laugh rang out: "Gulla la la la la, little devil!"

Whitebeard looked at Shanks fiercely. His tiger-like eyes stared at the other's eyes, as if he wanted to eat him alive. He said sternly:

"Are you trying to snatch food from the pirate's mouth?"

A terrifying aura gushed out from his dragon-like muscles, and his voice was so cold that it seemed to turn water into ice.

"Your captain should have told you what the price is, right?"

This naval base, even if Whitebeard was unable to defeat Garp in the end, he was absolutely confident that he could capture this fortress.

In other words, the fruits of the battle here should have all belonged to the Whitebeard Pirates, but now Red-Haired Shanks has shown up halfway and tried to snatch food from the tiger's mouth. If he succeeds, then wouldn't those sons he cherishes have died in vain?

Even Shanks couldn't help but touch the back of his head awkwardly when he heard this, then turned to look at Beckman with a smile and said:

"Ah, well, we can pay you back. Beckman, how much treasure do we have left?"

Beckman held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at his captain in silence. He felt his face burning and inexplicably ashamed, but he still replied with a stern face, "No!"

Hearing this, Shanks could no longer hold back. He yelled madly, "How could there be no treasure? Didn't we collect a lot of treasure last week?"

Beckman couldn't hold back any longer after hearing this. He grabbed Shanks by the collar and gritted his teeth as he whispered, "Idiot, you used all the money to buy wine. Now we don't even have enough food!"

Shanks, who originally had some intention of finding fault, started to think like a top when he heard this. After some recollection, it was indeed the case. Immediately, he became like a docile sheep, and was grabbed by the collar by his own vice-captain without any resistance. With a flattering smile on his face, he apologized awkwardly.

When the people around saw this, they couldn't help but twitch their lips.

How could the man who was so domineering just now turn into a fool in the blink of an eye? Was he hallucinating?

Shanks turned his head with difficulty, looked at the gloomy Whitebeard, and laughed dryly:

"Ah, sorry, Whitebeard, how about giving me some face and I'll treat you guys to a hearty drink and a grand banquet afterwards? Hahaha..."