V4.C144

On the island of chaos, when you treat others as fat sheep, you will become the target in the eyes of others.

Especially when they lose their power of action, the result is self-evident.

The final result, of course, is not as simple as handing over gold coins. What they are facing is the normality of the island of chaos.

Four looted pirates were thrown into the cold sea water together. They were so badly injured that three of them fell into a coma. Whether they could swim back alive depends on the gift of the God of the sea.

Shanks doesn't care about all this. Influenced by Roger and Xuan, he has always believed that pirates need a kind of bearing belief, which is something that must be carried for the sake of dream and freedom. Like most of the pirate groups on the sea, they are not qualified to bear the word "pirate".

The town in the mouth of blue hair is not hard to find. Basically, you can see through a place that covers the view. The mud, the noisy crowd, the rough voice and the chaotic streets make up the town.

After stroking his straw hat, shanks showed a relieved smile. The town where the pirates gather is like this. If there is no mess, there is really a problem.

Barton pub in the center is not hard to find. The area of the town is swept away.

When the door was pushed in, some people at the door glanced at shanks who came in. After a simple judgment that there was no threat, they made a loud noise. Along with the smell of inferior wheat wine and the smell of those pirates' feet, the whole tavern was filled with a strange smell.

This is a tavern opened shortly after the formation of the island of chaos. Being able to open a tavern in such a place proves something. The owner of the tavern is Barton. He is a fat man in his forties. It is said that he is a pirate returning from the new world. However, no one knows which pirate regiment he belongs to or what he has done in the new world.

These pirates only know that this fat man is very strong. The pirates who made trouble here before have disappeared quietly.

Pubs have always been a good place to collect people and get information, which is a constant truth in any world. Shanks looked around for a week, his eyes were sharp, and he was watching and selecting.

After Roger died, he thought he should do something for the captain. According to his understanding of the captain, the best way is to inherit his will and gallop on the sea.

Therefore, he wants to build his own pirate group, inherit the faith of the captain, and realize his dream at the same time, until one day he finds the man who can trust the straw hat to appear.

Because he followed the metaphysical cultivation of mind and nature, at this time, shanks was quite different from the original work. Although seeing, hearing and color were not like Roger's ability to listen to everything, they were also able to grasp the strength and general ideas of most people.

But according to his observation, there is little that he can identify with being a sailor here. There was also a sense of relief as well as disappointment. After all, according to his standards, most of the crew on the sea were unqualified.

His eyes were empty. A moment later, he found a target. It was a guy of his own age. He had a long face and a sharp jaw. His nose was high. His face was clear. Although he was sitting, he seemed to have explosive power all over his body. The pocket of his coat was bulging, and shanks concluded that it was a pack of cigarettes.

The young man was eating a sea fish meal with his head down and a rifle beside him, which could be grasped by him for the first time.

"That's him!" At the first glance, shanks recognized the young man.

"Two rum, boss!" Shanks said in a loud voice. The fat tavern owner did not speak. He skillfully held up two cups below, full of rum.

For the crew on the sea, rum is a must-have wine, which Roger used to love.

When he received two glasses of wine from the tavern owner, shanks was keenly aware that he had a scar on his arm. What pattern he had before could not be seen clearly. However, it was difficult for shanks. According to the remaining patterns, he could clearly infer that it was the pattern of a beast. Shanks had seen this pattern when he was in the Rogge Pirate Group.

With a thoughtful look at the boss, shanks took the glass and turned to the young man.

Bang!

A man sat down heavily in front of him. Beckman stopped delivering food to his mouth. His left hand fell like lightning, and he could grab the rifle next to him.

The fragrance of wine floated into his nostrils, and he did not grasp his weapon in the end.

"When I met for the first time, my name was shanks. I was red haired shanks. How to address my friend?" Shanks laughed and pushed a glass over.

Beckman didn't pick it up. Instead, he looked up and said coldly, "I don't have the habit of being a brother to a guy I meet for the first time."

Facing the cold attitude, shanks didn't feel any discouraged. Instead, he said with a smile, "it doesn't matter. When we meet next time, it's not the first time. How can you be interested in coming to my ship to be my partner? I just need a chief mate

Beckman's expression was a little strange. Maybe it was the first time I saw shanks, who was careless and careless. He raised his eyebrow and said, "interesting, there are so many people here. Why did you choose me?"Shanks said with a smile, "it's very simple. It feels The first time I saw you, I thought you were my first mate. Don't show that expression. Our former captain also found the Deputy captain for this reason

Beckman didn't laugh, though he thought the reason was actually funny, and with a snort he pushed the glass back, "I refuse!"

Shanks shrugged with a smile, put the straw hat on the table and said, "don't be so anxious to refuse. I can see that you are not the kind of person who is content with ordinary things. How about going through the most exciting things in the world with me? How about conquering the sea together?"

"I don't think there's anything to talk about with a fool, and I don't think a fool can conquer the sea."

Shanks's expression was still the same. "Well, you should tell me your name, or I can't call you to feed me what I call you."

"I have no obligation to tell you, and you don't have to call me." ..

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