[Comprehensive] Red hair and Xu are a perfect match!

In fact, they didn't really have a fight in the end because—

"Stinky boy!! If you are more dishonest, follow the rules and give labor and management a hard time!!!"

The old drunkard on the audience stand roared with a microphone, and the voice resounded through the sky through the eagle that flew in time, almost frightening the unsuspecting eagle to faint; at least Shanks clicked his tongue reluctantly, He put away his hostility and looked at the eagle in the sky with a gloomy expression, which must be clearly seen by the old drunkard over there, including the audience.

This expression...

There was a trace of cold sweat on the old drunkard's forehead, and he felt goosebumps. It seems that this kid is always like this... Childish, because in front of that girl in Alka, isn't it amnesia?How come it's the same as if you don't have amnesia?

Tsk, it's really an eyesore. The old alcoholic who has been single for almost a lifetime is upset.

"Hey, red-haired boy, I will bear with labor and management! When the game is over, you can do whatever you want!!!" Now the most important thing is to care for Marco and the others! ! !

What a great idea ↑

"Tsk." Shanks listened, nodded and turned his head, with a look of disgust.

Old drunkard: ... Brat, this is despising him! ! ?

If it weren't for the fact that he was most likely to win the game, plus the sum of money he held down, the old man would have jumped over and beat up the red-haired boy Shanks! ! ! !

It’s really given a bamboo pole, and it’s shameless to climb up. It really deserves to be taught by that old bastard Roger.

The old drunkard picked up the wine glass on the side. The small wine glass did not match the taste of the pirates, but the old uncle liked it, because the wine had to be tasted little by little to taste the beauty of it. Unfortunately, the men on the boat I don't understand at all!

He looked at the small wine glass, finally sighed, put down the wine glass, picked up the wine jug, swung it directly, the wine spilled out, and finally fell to the ground, the old drunkard cursed in a low voice, and then downed it in one gulp.

"Damn it! Wasted my wine..."

The old drunkard cursed lowly, but Shanks, who was very reluctant to stop, turned his head and saw Alka, and immediately threw the matter into the depths of the sea.

"Arka, do you want some water? The competition hasn't started yet, so sit down first. How about cold water, or lukewarm water? Well, lukewarm water is better. Cold water seems to be bad for women's health..."

As Shanks spoke, he began to talk. He borrowed a reclining chair from the narrator, holding the chair in one hand, water in the other, and an umbrella with a lace border under his arm.

After a few clicks, it's ready.

Alka was sitting on a chair with warm water in his hand, and beside him was a handsome man holding an umbrella, saying that the lace-trimmed umbrella was a bit inconsistent.

The men participating in the competition around looked at it and were almost blinded by the flickering light. Then they turned their heads very tacitly, and it was rare to have a tacit understanding, and opened their mouths: Bah!

Pfft, this is simply here to abuse the dog, not to participate in some moth competition!

As for the audience, the female covered her face and screamed, saying something about handsomeness and liking, which made the surrounding male audience turn their heads and follow along: Bah!

If there is a data bar, it is estimated that Shanks' favorability has been -1ing.

But this is probably useless, as long as Alka doesn't like him -1.

And Arka, who was forced to sit down by Shanks, glanced at the malice around her, and once again felt that the old drunkard really played a good game, but...the final winners are definitely them!So Arka drank the water in her hand with absolute confidence, and when she drank half of it, she gave the water to Shanks...

Spectators outside and contestants inside: Bah!

Old drunkard (thumbs silently): Bah!

... This scene is inexplicably interesting.

"Cough, the rest time is over, all contestants, please get ready." The commentator on the side wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, because the atmosphere in the arena is really terrible, um, it's called: the horror of single dogs.

"The next game - poke the balloon, one attack and one defense, the defending team will tie the balloon to a certain place on the body, responsible for protecting the balloon, while the attacking team will destroy other people's balloons, the time is one hour, PS: No weapons are allowed, but everything in the forest is allowed."

As they said that, someone had already taken out the balloons that had been prepared earlier and handed them over to each team, who would assign who would attack and who would defend, and where to tie them.

"Hey, who will attack and who will defend this time?" Sach asked holding a white balloon.

Marco glanced at him, and said: "Whoever owns it, that's it."

Sage, who happened to be in his hand: ... Tsk.

On the other side, Shanks and the others were also discussing. Shanks touched his chin, looked at the red balloon like a target, and asked, "Arka, which one do you want?"

Alka stared at the red balloon, was silent for a moment, then raised his head, and said to Shanks, "I can kill everyone in one fell swoop." As he spoke, he wiped his neck.

Shanks: Listen, listen, it's super scary to look at it! ! !

This sentence was not big or small, but it was caught by the communication phone bug, and then it was heard outside and inside the stadium.

……

Fuck who is this girl!Such a bold, blatant statement! !She thought of herself as Salted Egg Superman... Bah, is she a Superwoman! ?

But after she finished speaking, she added another sentence.

"But the two idiot sons of Whitebeard are a bit troublesome. When the time comes, we will divide it up. The nose of the plane will belong to you, and the fat bird will belong to me. How about it?"

Alka has already begun to allocate.

The two idiot sons of White Beard, Marco Sage, who can no longer be ignored by them: ... this girl is so itchy! ! !

"Eh? No way! I'll give you the fat bird! Hmm... no, I'll give you the head of the plane too. Two-on-one sounds interesting. If not, Arka will hit the back of his head, hehe..." Shanks wrinkled Eyebrow, after thinking for a while, he finally changed his words. After speaking, he smiled, and that smile was full of evil thoughts.

"Marco is also very popular in the female team, when we change hands, a lot of money..."

"Red hair, you hairy beast!!!"

Marko's forehead exploded with N well-tac-toe. He endured it again and again, and finally couldn't help but picked up the brick and threw it directly on the red-haired forehead. Unfortunately, ordinary bricks really couldn't hurt his head, and the brick broke , Shanks' head is still intact.

The fine gravel fell and fell on the collar.

Shanks turned his head slowly, his black eyes flashed with evil light: "Are you trying to fight—Marco, the captain of Whitebeard's first team!"

"What do you think? Shanks, the captain of the Red Hair Pirates."

The two parties collided in mid-air with strong malice, and there was a crackling sound like lightning.

Participants present: ... Terrible, is this the aura of the great pirate?

The newcomers swallowed one after another, and suddenly felt... This competition is still a woolen thread!There is a huge difference in strength!fall!

"Sure enough, I shouldn't have participated in this moth competition in the first place—"

"Sure enough, participating in some kind of moth competition honestly is not suitable for pirates at all, so—"

Shanks raised his head, he compromised less than half an hour, and then backed out, really quite a pirate.

He raised the corner of his mouth and showed a very pleasant smile, Shanks said very sincerely: "Baa, old drunkard senior."

"... Brat!!!!"

'Kang Bang' The wine bottle shattered to the ground, and several tic-tac-toes jumped out of the old drunkard's forehead. Sure enough, he shouldn't expect too much from the red-haired boy. He was taught by that old bastard Roger, and his waywardness is exactly the same! ! ! !

The money he suppressed!money! ! !

"Stinky boy!!! You will die later!!!"

The old drunkard howled here, but unfortunately the red and white that had been dried could not be heard at all.

Beckman and the others in the audience: ...Although they knew that the boss had an enmity with Whitebeard and the others, they didn't expect it to be so deep, so they started doing it directly... But well done!

Everyone in the red-haired pirates stretched out their hands silently, gave a thumbs up, and gave a thumbs up for their boss, but regarding the scene of the dog abuse just now, they turned their heads tacitly: Bah!

Erect middle finger!

'Ping ping pong pong'

This one almost tore down the mountain.

Afterwards, Hong Mao was grabbed by the ear of the old drunkard, scolded from the beginning to the end, from the inside to the outside, while the other three people kowtow sunflower seeds to watch the show.

Marco, who was wrapped in bandages, glanced coldly at Shanks, who was smiling apologetically, without a trace of resistance.

"Tsk." The sound was very soft, and was heard by Alka on the side.

She turned her head and looked over, staring.

"..." Marko actually forgot that there was another guy on the side.

Finally, an hour later, Shanks came back with an expression on his face that was finally finished. He sat down exhaustedly, raised his arms, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a relieved face: "Senior old alcoholic is worse than before. It’s scary if you know how to preach.”

"Clean the wound."

Something flew over, and Shanks picked it up, it was bandages and disinfectant.

"Hey, won't Arka help me? I can't hook my hand on the back."

Good Shanks.

Marko and Sage on one side: They also have back injuries, didn't they still get it?Tsk.

Sure enough, such a mention forced Marco and the others to raise a torch in anger.

The triumphant Shanks raised his chin slightly, surrounded by small flowers, and said to Marco and the others with a very friendly smile: "Haha, this sparring is really great...but I will definitely do it next time." Marko who plucked your blue hair."

The friendly face suddenly became very gloomy.

Marco: ... Tsk, little man!

"Hmph, you said this a few years ago, and you still muttered that you wanted to dye your father's beard, huh, that's all."

Marco sneered, mentioning that Shanks failed even once many years ago.

When this matter was mentioned, Shanks' neck hurt a little, but fortunately he held on and did not lower his head. He clicked his tongue: "It's only a matter of time!!"

"It must have been in [-]."

"..." Shanks looked coldly at Marco, he really hated this fat bird!

Hearing this, Sachi finally knew something. He interrupted their hostile staring with a confused face, and asked, "Hey, so, this red-haired man knows Dad? Wait, I'm a little... yes enemy?"

"To be precise, it was his captain who first met Dad."

"captain?"

"Ah, he, the captain of the red-haired Shanks is - One Piece, Gol D. Roger."

"Huh? Huh? Huh!!!!!!"

The author has something to say: I was fishing and brushing Jinjiang, and then found that... the text was not changed back! ! ?No, I remember that I changed it back... Wait so it won't be because I didn't change it, so I will click X...

If you think about it, it's possible...

The author is so stupid...