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Chapter 230 223. The Trial of Recruits (3)

A certain sea area on the edge of the Whitebeard sea area.

"Oh?! Is this a mirror?"

A burly figure made a dazed look that didn't match his painting style.

"No! This is a photo of Whitebeard!"

A woman picked up her crutches and knocked heavily on the burly figure's head a few times in dissatisfaction.

I saw this woman with thick red lips, sunglasses, crutches, short stature, wrinkled face, wearing a leopard coat.

"What? I thought it was a mirror." The burly figure replied in a naive voice.

"Remember, you are the son of Whitebeard, Edward Weibull!" The woman on crutches said dissatisfiedly to Weibull in front of her.

"Ah, I know, Mom." Weibull puffed his mouth, and made a gesture that was far from his burly style.

The six-meter tall burly body is matched with the mind of a child. This is Edward Weibull.

This is exactly the Edward Weibull in the original book who is full of strength but only has the mind of a child. He is very simple in mind, but he will listen to his mother in everything.

But his mother, Miss Ba Jin, is a veritable careerist, greedy for wealth and power, and uses "love" to instigate Weibull to work for herself, and regards the son's love for his mother as a tool to use his son.

"Weibull, have you seen the pirate ships heading in a certain direction in the nearby waters?" Miss Ba Jin looked at the countless pirate ships in the surrounding seas, his eyes full of desire for treasure.

"Mom, are you going to kill them?" Edward Weibull stood up with a knife in his hand, subconsciously showing a murderous intent.

"No, no, no." Miss Bajin tapped Weibull's head with his cane.

"They are going to participate in a very grand gathering of pirates." Miss Bajin's eyes became more greedy, "We will get more there!"

"Mom, what are we doing?" Weibull scratched his head with a naive expression, showing a puzzled expression.

"Stupid son, let's follow!" Miss Ba Jin knocked on Weibull's head in dissatisfaction.

"Oh, I see, Mom!" Weibull nodded seriously.

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"Pirate meetings or something, it's really annoying."

Bai Ye sat slumped on the sofa in a certain box in the tavern and felt emotional.

"There are too many things involved behind this kind of gathering." Zefa picked up a bottle of low-alcohol wine on the table and tasted it.

"Indeed, and there are still many ordinary merchants maintaining this pirate gathering." Bai Ye smacked his lips in dissatisfaction.

"Hahaha, you'll get used to it after watching too much." Zefa laughed and shook his head, and drank the wine in his hand.

"This wine...is not good." Zefa frowned, curling his lips.

"So it's just watching these various forces trade here." Bai Ye showed a sly smile, "After leaving this island, there should be no restrictions."

"Hehe, you little clever ghost." Zefa smiled.

"Indeed, we treat them as merchants when they are on this island, and pirates after they leave the island. We can catch as many as we can, without giving anyone face." Zefa rubbed his hands excitedly.

Dozens of warships have already set off from the New World G5 Fortress, and they will almost arrive by the end of the three days.

"I'll be very busy in those three days." Bai Ye smiled, and there was a trace of excitement in his eyes.

"That's right, can't you?" Zefa gave Bai Ye a provocative look.

"How could it not be possible?" Bai Ye replied without hesitation.

"How about who catches more pirates in those three days?" Zefa's tone was full of old and vigorous feelings.

"Then teacher, you are doomed." Bai Ye pouted, showing a very confident expression.

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"Life is like a pendulum swinging between pain and burnout."

Miller looked at the two people who were fighting to death in the ring in the distance, and felt a little sad.

"Your thinking is too pessimistic." Cornell Glenn shook his head helplessly at Miller.

"Hehe, he became a bit young all of a sudden." Miller shook his head self-consciously, and stopped talking, and continued to watch the death fight on the ring.

As a trading place, there are naturally several big forces taking the lead in forming a basic discipline to maintain the smooth progress of the transaction, so there are several larger pirate groups on the entire island to maintain law and order.

However, in this kind of temporary trading market where there are many pirates, conflicts and contradictions are naturally indispensable.

It is not uncommon for the vicious pirates to fight frequently, and even kill people directly.

This arena is for duels between those who are in conflict, and private fighting is forbidden anywhere else on the island.

"With such a deep background, do you still have such pessimistic thoughts?" Glenn looked at Miller curiously.

Standing behind Miller are the two behemoths, the CP Organization and the Kendo Association. In Glenn's mind, he should be living a pretty good life, so he shouldn't be so pessimistic.

"A good background doesn't necessarily mean a good life."

Miller's eyes dimmed a bit, and his mother's voice, appearance, and appearance of caring for him emerged in his mind.

Seeing that Miller suddenly became depressed, Glenn consciously stopped asking any more questions.

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"Hey, Ace."

Sabo patted the shoulder of the man in front of him from behind.

"Huh? Sabo?" Ace looked away from the ring and looked at the gentlemanly man behind him.

"You left Sister Nuoqigao and the others as soon as you got off the boat, did you find something?" Sabo's tone was full of determination.

Based on his understanding of Ace, he must be too lazy to do brain work, let the team help him find the target, and then he will go directly to A and finish the job.

But this time Ace was unexpectedly out of Sabo's expectation and directly left the main force.

So Sabo followed Ace and left the Navy Boys Corps led by Sister Nuoqigao.

"Ahem, you may not believe it." Ace cleared his throat, leaned into Sabo's ear and said, "I can see my mission target from a distance as soon as I get off the boat."

"real or fake?!"

The corners of Sabo's mouth twitched, what kind of luck is this?
The most difficult step in this mission was to find the mission target, but Ace happened to see his mission target wandering around the port when he got off the boat.

"Can I still lie to you?" Ace smiled and pointed to a man on the ring, "This is my mission goal."

"I saw this guy having a date with a guy at the port, and then I followed these two people to this ring." Ace said his simple tracking process.

"This………"

Sabo curled his lips helplessly, luck is also part of strength...

"Sabo, don't be in a daze, I have a question." Ace interrupted the contemplative Sabo and said, "If the goal of my mission is not to die in my hands, it shouldn't be considered my success?"

"It should be...it doesn't count..." Sabo said after thinking about it.

"Then we may need to save him first." Ace pointed helplessly at the two fighting on the ring.

I saw that Ace's mission target was being defeated by another person.

　Begging for a monthly ticket, begging for a reward, blah blah
　　
　
(End of this chapter)