One Piece

The scene was a bit embarrassing.

Marco couldn't even remember the woman's face clearly, but he did recognize her on the spot.

——After all, that smiling face once became the most unforgettable thing in the captain's nightmare, so that Marco resisted getting off the boat for a while as if he had land phobia.

But obviously the other party didn't, so she rubbed the hair of the boy next to her, laughing and laughing: "Oh, I'm sorry, I came in to steal something by calling pirates, and I saw that this person seemed to have seen it on the arrest warrant. If it's worth two pennies, it's just killing someone... just take the head and leave, isn't it a problem?"

Do you believe the captain of the first team said that it will not get in the way?

Sachs on the side looked straight at the blond boy, and then at Marco, his face suddenly twisted.

Few people on the ship know that the reason why Sage and Marco have such a good relationship is not only because they came to the ship at the same time, but also because they went to sea together when they were young-and then they were beaten into pieces by their father together. Pig head, on the boat together.

So when he saw that immature face that was almost like the young Marco, Sachs felt that he might have had a nightmare, one Marco was enough, who could bear another one? !

"I know you?" Sachs still held the knife in both hands, and whispered to Marco: "Do you want to do it?"

"Wait a moment."

Marco signaled Sachs not to do anything yet: "Why are you on this island?"

Now it was the woman's turn to be stunned for a while, she squinted her eyes and looked at the old man for a while, then said hesitantly: "Brother, where did we meet?"

"Don't get close."

She blinked, took the boy's hand and pulled him behind her, then squinted her eyes to look closer, and after a while, she said "Yeah" again: "Oh, it's you, sorry, sorry, I didn't recognize it just now. "

"Really know each other?" Sach clicked his tongue, his mind was a little confused.

Marco twitched his lips.At this time, he couldn't react. He rushed into the enemy's base camp and found that the woman who had a one-night stand had killed the enemy captain... What kind of reaction should he have?The captain of the first team was very uncomfortable. He didn't even care about the woman squatting down and chopping off the head of the unlucky guy. Instead, he looked at the child who was squatting to watch her beheading, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "This brat Where did it come from?"

"My son."

Unbelievable, this guy actually has a son.

"Hello, Uncle." Hearing this, the boy raised his head and smiled, his smile was exactly the same as that of the woman's, and he stretched out his little hand and shook it: "My name is Raphael."

"Yo, hello." Saqi was still in the mood to raise his hand to say hello.

The corner of Marco's mouth twitched again. Since he is someone else's child, he has no position to say anything. The Whitebeard Pirates have such a large territory, and there is really no reason to have a conflict.If you can move your mouth, don't move your hands.So just as he was about to tell Sachs to leave quickly, the woman said another word.

"Papa, not uncle."

Thatch was startled and blurted out, "Fucking Marcona is really your son?!"

The captain of the first team was also shocked, but he was frightened, and almost fainted without his eyes turning black.

The woman's name is Neveu. According to her own statement, her main job is to open a fruit shop. In addition, she also works part-time as a thief, pickpocket, robber, killer, bounty hunter, drug reselling, weapon smuggling, and delivery of wine to bars...

"You really..." Marco held back for a long time before he could say a word: "You can do anything."

Neveu blushed: "Oh, you don't have too many skills to overwhelm you."

"No one is praising you."

Marco tied Neveu tight with a blank expression, and pinched her cheeks to check if there was anything hidden: "I let you run away last time, and I must give an explanation this time."

"I killed the navy, not your pirates." Neveu felt very aggrieved: "My body has been disposed of and the sheets have been washed, and I didn't kill you secretly. Why do you want to arrest me?"

"You attacked the captain of Whitebeard's first team." Marko turned his head: "Sachs, tie me up... I told you to tie up this kid, what are you doing?"

Sachs protected Raphael quite like an elder, and looked at his brother warily: "If you don't explain clearly what's going on, it's impossible for me to tie up such a young child. "

Marco felt that Sacchi was out of his mind—this brat just passed out a strong man who was a dozen heads taller than him, and he dared to call him a "child"?If it was changed to a slightly weaker one, it would have been strangled to death by this child. This kind of arm strength may be comparable to that of Joz in a few years.

It is true that he didn't pay much attention to Raphael at the time, even if the poor kid called him dad.After all, ghosts know whether what Neveu said is true or not. Most of the children brought up by such a virtuous woman do not have the three views of ordinary children who "think that princesses in fairy tales are with princes".Marco didn't miss it just now, the faint killing intent flashed in Raphael's eyes.

This is Marco, his first impression of his cheap son: just like his mother.

"Stop rambling, tie him up—"

Before he finished speaking, Raphael crushed the pill hidden in his cheek.

A puff of thick smoke dispersed, and there was a lesson learned once, when Marco covered his mouth and nose with one hand and dragged Neveu back a full ten meters.But Sachs was not so lucky, the distance was too close and he was unprepared, so he fell asleep and lay down straight without a word.

Fuck, it's really a virtue like his mother.

"Oh, not bad, I didn't eat it." Neveu was still smiling: "It's not a waste of practice."

"That's right, mom, I've been practicing hard." Raphael also smiled, and dexterously stepped on Sachs and walked over: "Dad? Let mom go, what's the big deal? We'll take that guy's head and go."

The six or seven-year-old boy, with a little baby fat on his face, walked briskly, jumped in front of Marco, and he smiled: "Who knows if it's a drug or a drug?"

Marco's expression changed.

Yeah, who knows what kind of medicine that is.

"Where's the antidote?" Marco put his palm on the back of Neveu's neck: "Where is it?"

"You let mom go, and I'll give it to you."

"Give it to me first, or I won't let you go."

Xiao Mian, you still want to threaten me.

"Then I won't give it." Raphael circled around, bouncing around.

"Do you think it's faster for me to strangle her first, or for me to find the antidote from you?" Marko's face became darker and darker, and as soon as he pressed his palm, Neveu softly snorted: "Don't tell me, It’s better to strangle me sooner.”

Raphael shrugged: "If you don't let me go, I won't give it to you. At worst, I will strangle my mother to death."

The child really turned his head, raised his feet and walked outside.

What kid is this? !Marco stared dumbfounded at Raphael, a little heartless man who was about to walk to the door. He didn't pay attention to one of his hands, and with too much force, he pinched a bruise on the back of Neveu's neck.

"Hey, don't hurt the hostages?"

Neveu pretended to groan, but Raphael remained unmoved.

After a while, Marco finally gritted his teeth and let go: "Come back."

"Have you figured it out?" The boy shook his head and smiled, with dimples on his cheeks. A little child with dead fish eyes is also quite cute—if you ignore that he just planned to throw his mother who was threatened with death next words.

"Let go of people with one hand, and medicine with the other."

"Refreshing." Raphael came back bouncing around, shaking something in his palm: "Let go of Mom."

Marco looked at the little bastard coldly, pushed him away, the little bastard threw the thing in his hand, and Marco took a closer look, it was a milk candy.

Fuck, the captain of the first team stretched out his hand and planned to catch him back. Unexpectedly, the little bastard and the old bastard moved quickly. Raphael cut the hemp rope on Neveu with the thin thread hidden in his sleeve, and Neveu just lifted it up. Raphael quickly retreated to the door, and the mother and son laughed awkwardly and recklessly, and Marco was so angry that his head was full of veins.

It was impossible for these two gangsters to fight, but Marco was taken aback by running away—the speed was indeed so fast that even Marco was blindsided for a moment.

"Don't worry, it's just an ordinary drug." Neveu smiled and waved his hand before Marco did it: "How could I really give him the dick, what if he accidentally eats it, just follow me Like last time."

Speaking of "last time", Marco's face turned blue and white again.

"Ouch..." Sachs just yelled weakly on the ground, but he was fine, and Marco's expression eased a lot.

"Since it's okay, let's go!" Neveu shook his head: "Brother, big brother, what's your name?"

Marco supported the unlucky Sage, feeling that his heart and gallbladder were splitting, and his head was so angry that he could get four or five circles.

"Get out!" He gritted his teeth and squeezed out the word, feeling that all the self-control in his life was used to control himself not to push the rogue mother and son on the ground and beat them up and down.

Neveu and Rafael were not ashamed but proud, and they laughed and rolled away when they heard the word - they didn't forget to pick up the head on the ground quietly before leaving.

Afterwards, Sach woke up, opened his eyes and shouted: "Marco, your son...!"

"You can just shut up." Marco slapped him on the back of the head: "Do you believe what she says?"

"I rely on Marco, you are too cold-blooded." Sachs eyes widened: "Are you blind and didn't you see that boy looks exactly like you?!"

"I haven't asked you yet, you, the captain of the Whitebeard No. [-] team, actually fell into the hands of a brat?!"

Marco really didn't see what that little boy looked like, his mind was full of that little boy who was snarky and reckless, and even made a funny face before leaving, which could make him sick.

"No...it was an accident!" Sage choked up.

"I randomly pulled you a plane nose comber on the street and told you that this is your son, do you believe it or not?"

"Marco..." Sach wanted to say something, but he stopped him by raising his hand.

"Okay, don't talk about it." Marco said, "Just pretend it didn't happen, and don't tell anyone."

In a few years, I can forget about it, Marco thought, this meeting was purely an accident, the sea is so big, there should be no third chance.

Just treat this matter as a dark secret. He won't tell it, Sachi won't tell it, and it's best not to tell that woman or that child.

No one will know.