Pirate: The eldest son of Bai Tuan

The sea is rough, the sun rises and sets, no matter how reluctant the people of the Roger Pirates are, the Golden Jackson is slowly and unswervingly heading towards the East China Sea.

This will be the last voyage of the Roger Pirates.

Everyone on this ship knows that when the Golden Jackson arrived in the East China Sea Rogge Town, it was the time when the Roger Pirates disbanded.

But even so, as we got closer and closer to the East China Sea, the atmosphere on board became more and more enthusiastic.

Everyone is trying to indulge themselves and enjoy this last time together.

Only such indulgence can barely suppress the sorrow of parting.

"Come on, come on, this is Noah's last wine collection! Hehehehehe, it's a rare thing to be able to snatch the wine from this kid. "

Roger was drunk and yelled as he held up an empty cup.

Behind him, Noah jumped from the Ark with a huge barrel in tow. Hearing Roger's triumphant words, he suddenly looked disdainful.

"Are you proud of this kind of thing?"

The huge barrel was thrown on Roger's lap, and in Roger's terrible cry of pain, Noah angrily accused.

"Oh, there's no need to worry too much about this kind of trivial matter. "

Jabba smiled and came over to play the round, seemingly mediating the dispute between Noah and Roger, but in fact, the action of taking the wine from the barrel under his hand is not too obvious.

The barrel was still on Roger's lap.

There is not a good person on this boat.

Noah looked at Roger, who was writhing like maggots on the ground, and couldn't help but complain secretly.

"Just let them make trouble, it's not been a few days, is it? "

Reilly patted Noah on the shoulder, looked at the few people fighting in front of him, and let out a long sigh.

Noah nodded silently, everyone knew that when they arrived in Rogue Town tomorrow, the famous Roger Pirates would go their separate ways and never exist again.

And this time they must be separated from their beloved captain, and from then on they will be separated from heaven and man.

"The Last Carnival ......"

Noah shook his head, tilted his neck and drank the wine from his glass, joining the noise once more.

Today, only the hustle and bustle of the boat can dispel a little of the parting feelings in everyone's hearts.

The same is true for everyone on board.

Noah casually knocked over Bucky, who had buckled the wine glass to his head, and once again filled it with wine, and after taking a bite of the barbecue, Noah roared, and in an absolutely heroic gesture, he challenged Roger to fight for wine.

"Wahahahaha, it's rare for you kid to fight so hard!"

Roger laughed, he had never seen such a Noah before. This kid has always been self-conscious, claiming to maintain a sober and wise brain. Roger is very excited to be able to take the initiative today.

"Hehehe, just because I don't fight for wine doesn't mean I can't fight for you, today I want you to see, Master Noah is not covered!"

Noah sneered, slammed his glass down on the deck, and roared.

"Let's fight!"

"Ou Roar ......"

In the midst of the uproar of the onlookers, Roger and Noah's wine glasses collided heavily, and in the two huge wine glasses, the wine raised blended, separated, and fell from each other, just like the two surnames of Edward and Gordo.

The next morning, even Noah and Roger, who had drunk the most the night before, were not drunk in the slightest. Watching the port in the distance slowly approaching, I suppressed the feelings of parting all the way, and finally burst out on the Golden Jackson at the moment of separation.

"The ...... Damn, the men on the sea don't need tears, you cowards!"

Reilly scolded loudly, but his trembling voice and tears covered his face revealed the thoughts he was really suppressing inside.

", this is sweat, is sweat understandable? A bad old man in beach pants, how can he understand the distress of a handsome young man in a feather weave?"

Noah said with a screed sluggling mouth, as for what the unknown liquid that was flowing down his face and had been gathered on the deck, perhaps only he knew.

Shanks and Bucky, on the side, had already bitten their clothes hard, trying not to make a strange noise. But there is no longer the ability to defend here.

"Jabba, how did you take the helm, why is the ship so bumpy!"

Reilly always felt that he couldn't help it without saying something, and he blamed Jabba at the helm without words, obviously the boat was driving smoothly and slowly, but he still found an excuse and pointed at Jabba who was at the helm behind him.

"Got it, the sea is too windy and rough, so I'll drive slowly. "

The rudder in front of Jabba had been washed red with tears, and it was clear that the sun was shining today and the sea was calm. Jabba still kept his eyes open and told nonsense, and steered the Golden Jackson more slowly, almost imperceptibly moving towards the harbor with the impetus of the current.

There was a soft thud, and no matter how slow Jabba was driving, the Golden Jackson finally approached the shore of Rogue Town. Everyone silently did what they were used to, dropped the sails, and lowered the anchor. All kinds of work are in order. Everyone is doing this last work with an almost sacred mentality.

I don't know how long it took, the Golden Jackson regained his calmest appearance, and the Roger Pirates, a total of twenty-five crew members, stood in a row on the empty deck, looking at Roger who was smiling and crying across the street.

"You guy, don't forget to take your medicine. "

Mr. Kulokas, the ship's doctor, handed over a large package of medicines, and the gray-haired old man was strong, looking at Roger's smile, Kurokas's lips trembled, and finally he just said such a sentence.

"Don't worry, I have one last thing to do. Won't die before the last minute. "

Roger smiled, gave Kurokas a hug, and turned to look at Reilly.

Noah watched as the two stood on the side of the boat, whispering something that he didn't know what to say. In order to respect the captain's last request, it was a time-honored tradition of the Roger Pirates to eavesdrop on the use of sight and hear, but no one did it here.

The person in front of him is the captain who made everyone on this boat trust their lives, and they admit it.

Okay guys, let's leave it at that. Shanks, remember to take your crew and go to Ralph Drew yourself!"

Roger patted Shanks' straw hat, looked at his tearful embarrassment, and smiled and asked.

Shanks couldn't speak, so he could only nod fiercely.

Immediately, Roger jumped off the side of the boat with a large bag of medicine on his back, and waved goodbye with his back to everyone.

This is the separation of the men, and not one of them weeps.

The crew under the command of One Piece is full of tears and does not flick.

It's just that there is too much sand in the wind in the port of Rogue Town today.

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