[Master Pirate] Moby Dick's daily life

Warring States, what are you going to do to my son!

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Just when Marco thought life would go on like this, just when he thought life would be knocked up by Newgate every day, and then Fioli would greet them, cook and stop fighting, they met navy.In other words, it was finally besieged by the navy.

The battle between the two sides was fierce. He lay on the window, listening to the roar of artillery fire outside the window, watching the giant golden Buddha statue and Newgate coming and going, and he couldn't help worrying.The deputy captain, Fioli, who has always been the commander in chief behind the scenes or a bystander, also joined the attacking team early. Only Marco on the whole ship was not allowed to participate in the battle.

Marco raised his hand to hold his head, and he could still feel the residual warmth of the giant's palm, pressing on top of his head, and said to him in his usual casual voice: "If I can't even protect my own child, how can I protect my child?" Not too incompetent." Casually, as if he was hiding in the jungle that night, he said, "Come be my son."

Obviously... just a human trafficker...

"Marco, watch." Before leaving the room, the blond man squatted down and gave him a hug, "Since I promised to take you to see the world, I won't fall down here. I will give you the victory , so wait here with peace of mind." His temperature was very high and warm.

Father... Is this how you feel?

so warm...

Marco froze for a second before realizing what he was thinking just now.He stared wide-eyed at his own shadow in the transparent glass, but what flashed in his mind was the crazy face of the cavalry.He shouted and questioned, with madness, dissatisfaction, hatred and disgust.

'As a weapon, just be obedient, otherwise you have no need to exist! '

The cannonball broke into the gun, and the black cannonball in sight flashed across the side, hit the bookshelf behind him, and exploded with a bang.Before Marco could even react, he felt a huge wave of fire sweeping him, and then pushed himself out of the captain's cabin and squeezed into the air.

"Marco!" Fioli's panicked voice came from a distance, and Marco's fighting instinct all along made him turn over in the air.The blue flame that had always disgusted him in his sight ignited at the wound. Although there was still pain from the burn, Marco knew that after the flame passed, all his injuries would disappear.

Those pains, those scars, are like a dream.No matter how painful the injury is, even if his arm is amputated, the blue flame will repair his body.He is like a monster...

"Hey, boy!" Newgate's voice broke through the air, "Have you been eaten by someone who is so cruel to me?" He punched the golden giant opposite, and Newgate's golden eyes were fixed on him. Marco, "The brat who said that one day he would beat me all over the place, so he was too scared to move?"

"Newgate!" Fiore's voice condemned, followed by a crimson flame across the deck.The flame seemed to have its own life, turning a corner on the way, wrapping Marco in the middle, and blocking all the navy.Marko stared wide-eyed, watching Fiore appear in the flames, and then hugged himself.

"Ku la la la la la la, I got it!" Newgate laughed loudly, and with a wave of the naginata in his hand, a fierce wind blew up, directly disrupting the layout of the navy.Marco's eyes widened, and it was the first time he saw this man looking down on him like a god on the battlefield.

"Ku la la la la la la, Warring States!" Newgate shouted angrily, "Let's make a quick decision, my son is watching him over there!" He smiled triumphantly, as if Show off, "That unfilial brat has been calling his father a human trafficker, today..."

Marco saw Newgate holding a knife in his right hand and a fist in his left hand, and then turned his body slightly and punched him.The scenery in front of Newgate was like a shattered photograph, just shattered in the air.In an instant, the sea under their feet fled in all directions like animals fleeing from ferocious beasts.

Marco didn't understand how powerful this move was, but the warships that were overturned by the waves not far away, and those ships that were destroyed in an instant, were all just the power of the man in front of him: "I want to clear my name Well, otherwise, being an unworshipped father would be a headache."

"Your son?" Sengoku looked at the blond boy in the arms of Edward Newgate's vice-captain standing not far away in the center of the flames, "I'll deal with this man, the others, focus on attacking the converter Fio Lee! Saying that, the golden Buddha stabilized the main ship under his feet and attacked it again.

"It will really cause me trouble." Fiore looked at the swarming navy and sighed.He held Marco in one hand, bit the fingertips of the glove and took it off.Then he aimed his palm at the navy that rushed over: "Equivalent exchange, little pig!"

Marco put his arms around Fioli's neck and watched him shuttle freely and nimbly among the navy's swords. Every time his palm touched an enemy, he could turn him into a knee-high pink pig.The little pink pigs ran back and forth in a panic, causing chaos on the deck.

Marco is not an idiot. In fact, when he noticed the increasing navy around him, he realized that he had become a target: "Fioli, if I am your burden, put me..."

"Throw it over!" In the confusion, he heard Newgate's voice: "My son, I will protect myself!"

It's just that Marco pushed Fioli away before he could reply, and then he was blasted out by the incoming artillery fire.In addition to Fiore's panicked expression, there was also an angry voice in the air.It was from Newgate, a real, angry voice.

"What are you doing to my child!"

Alas, Mr. Human Trafficker is really scary when he gets angry.Feeling that his body was swallowed by the cold sea water before it started to burn, Marco's mood suddenly became relaxed and happy.The concept of being a weapon has always been taught by the iron cavalry, watching Yaoke kill the iron cavalry and looking at him with cold eyes, and stumbling alone to survive have become unimportant.

Those unpleasant memories gradually faded away, and turned into the men's brisk competition every morning, into the various gifts they received after arriving at the island, into the distressed appearance of the man holding a small book, into that The blond-haired giant sat cross-legged, with his chin resting in a careless manner.

"Be my son!"

in case……

"Cough, cough, cough!" The air pouring into his lungs made Marco cough violently. The smell of sea water filled his senses, and a big hand slowly patted his back.

Then there was a familiar loud laugh: "Ku la la la la la la, son, your father beat the navy away, so it's not that bad!"

The author has something to say:

We assume that Sengoku at this time did not know that Newgate had a strange hobby of collecting sons.