God's Pirate

How long has he been waiting here? After what I just said, the corner of Al's mouth froze, and he felt guilty for some reason. He then straightened his face and said seriously:

"Fun!"

? ! Smoker took a deep puff of the cigar at the corner of his mouth.

"Are you here to capture me?" Al looked at the other person's face getting darker and darker, and quickly changed the subject.

"No." Smoker exhaled a puff of white smoke and looked much better. "Compared to those empty names, what you have done is more in line with the justice in my heart."

Elton felt a little ashamed.

After all, he didn't need money, it was just a piece of cake for him.

After all, if he wants money, there are so many treasures on the sea waiting for him to withdraw money. The only weapon he needs is that he knows there are many places to get it, and he doesn't have the time to raise funds and materials to find craftsmen to build it.

Smoker stood up from the wall where he was half leaning, looked at Al and said seriously:

"I came here just to ask you, since you don't intend to uphold justice, why did you do this for those few people who met by chance?"

Al thought seriously for a second and said seriously:

"Because they are beautiful!"

There was a trace of uncertainty in his serious tone.

"Cough." Smoker choked on his cigar and coughed a few times. He took a few deep breaths and said with a dark face after a while:

"Then let me change the question, why did you go to sea?"

"For the big secret treasure?" Al hesitated for a second, but chose to speak frankly, and secretly became vigilant.

Although it would be unwise to say it in front of the navy, and people would laugh at him if he said it, this was the only thing he could not give in to.

However, the imaginary ridicule or violent action did not appear. Smoker just took a deep breath of his cigar and said lightly:

"You want to become the Pirate King?"

"No." Al thought for a second, and then said sincerely: "I don't want to become a pirate, but I want to get the big secret treasure."

"Really?" Smoker was silent for a while, turned his head and looked directly at Al and asked again:

"Then why do you want to get the big secret treasure?"

Al didn't speak, but raised his head and looked at the other party quietly.

His eyes flickered, as if they were emitting brilliance. His eyes were extremely complex, with longing, desire, fear, terror, extravagant desires, etc. appearing alternately, and then gradually fading away, leaving only pure sincerity in the end.

"Really?" Smoker seemed to understand something, a struggle flashed in his eyes, and he stared at Al, standing there and thinking.

Al felt the hair on his back and became more vigilant, but he was not high-minded.

Unlike Luffy who met the nature type for the first time, Al, who knew almost all the information about the other party, did not feel that the other party was unable to handle it.

First of all, as long as the strength is strong enough and the speed is fast enough, the elemental body is not incapable of contending. As long as the elements are dispersed, it is very easy to run away.

And the other party also brought something to restrain himself.

Al's eyes shifted to the ten hands carried by Smoker, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved. This thing was made of sea tower stone. As long as it has the power and speed to match his own, it will be much easier to deal with those with devil fruit abilities in the future.

"Let's go." Smoker seemed to have made up his mind, exhaling smoke, pointing his fingers at Al, but looking to the other side: "As long as you don't call yourself a pirate for one day, I will not take the initiative to attack you. I'll help you suppress this incident, and you can take care of yourself from now on."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to be suppressing his distracting thoughts, and walked towards Dasqi without looking at Al.

Hey, why don't you take action? And he also helped me suppress the matter. I said why I was not wanted. Al looked at the other person's back in surprise, and then sighed regretfully.

If the other party takes action, he can also take action to snatch the sea tower stone weapon. But since the other party has helped him so much, he still can't repay kindness with hatred.

However, what answer did he come up with? Al seemed to have seen through me, with a thoughtful expression. Al thought for a few seconds, and then he held the wooden box and planned to rush to the ship.

at this time.

"Boy, we will be enemies next time we meet." Smoker stopped, said something without thinking, and walked forward without looking back.

"?" Al looked at him doubtfully. Seeing that the other party didn't look back to explain, he had no choice but to shake his head, turn around and trot away.

Soon, he arrived at the pier and jumped on it familiarly, planning to change into clean clothes and lie down comfortably on the bed for a good sleep.

"You're back, Al."

As soon as Al landed on the deck, a gentle female voice came, and he looked sideways.

At the door of the cabin, Anna was standing quietly holding a towel. Her cheeks and hands were a little stiff and white at this time, but she didn't care. Seeing Al coming back, her eyes flashed with surprise, and she planned to run over to greet him.

"I'm back." Al flashed to Anna's side, looking at her white knuckles with heartache flashing in his eyes, but he still nodded gently with a smile on the surface.

"Yes." Anna smiled softly, then didn't care about her frozen fingers at all. She lovingly picked up the towel and gently wiped Al's wet short hair.

Al's heart was like boiling water at this moment, with hot and scalding water constantly spreading out.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end nothing came out.

In the end, I could only look at the other person quietly with the soft eyes that could not be suppressed.

As if to cleanse the turbid world, the rainstorm became more intense, pouring down next to the iron plaque on the broken edge.

"Are you tired of crying?"

Smoker walked to Dusqi with a sullen face and stood quietly beside her, enduring the heavy rain. He asked calmly until the other party stopped crying.

"Colonel" Dasqi looked up at his superior and muttered to himself in a daze.

"Just listen to the second part of what that pirate said, so that you can absorb today's embarrassment, unwillingness, helplessness, and humiliation, and turn them into your own food. Go on firmly, and keep getting stronger, so strong that it will scare that bastard. , strong enough to realize his long-cherished wish and carry out the justice in his heart." Smoker finished speaking seriously and instinctively smoked the cigar that had already been extinguished at the corner of his mouth.

"Pirate? But he's not, and he doesn't look like a villain." Dasqi replied subconsciously, with confusion on his face.

"Sooner or later it will happen." Smoker said with complicated eyes and some bitterness: "He is too dangerous. If it weren't for the fact that he saved those women, I would have prevented him from getting out of here."

"That look, that look! That stubborn and pure look will sooner or later push him to the opposite side of the government.

Sooner or later this man will cause a catastrophic disaster."

"?" The appearance of the boy who looked a few years younger than herself quickly emerged in Dasqi's mind. She carefully examined him several times and finally concluded that except for being a bit lustful, he didn't look particularly dangerous.

Smoker scratched his hair irritably, then took a few puffs of the wet cigar, and said with determination:

"Dasqi, are you tired of crying? If you cry, stand up. We have to move on. If that bastard causes trouble, we are responsible for dealing with him."

"Okay." Dasqi thought for a few seconds, nodded heavily, and then removed the glasses from his forehead.

Her hazy vision gradually brightened, and then she noticed that not far away, her beloved sword 'Shigure' was quietly inserted into the floor.

Damn it, bastard! The corners of Dasqi's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and after cursing secretly in her mind, she quickly ran to pull it out, wiped it distressedly several times, and carefully put it back into the sheath.

She finally glanced at the iron sign that was cut in half with her peripheral vision. Several black lines quickly flashed across her face, and she couldn't help but curse:

"Don't vandalize public property! Bastard!"