I, the intern, was being listened to by Whitebeard

"Daddy, Roy is here!" Marco led Roy to Whitebeard, where he saw Whitebeard sitting on a chair with a large bowl in his hand.

The rich aroma of wine is overwhelming, and it is clear that the large bowl is full of fine wine.

"Whitebeard took a sip of wine.

His eyes lowered and he looked at Roy in front of him.

"Roy, how did you sleep?".

Whitebeard's tone was slightly teasing.

He's in a pretty good mood right now, because he's thought of a way to get Roy moving this morning.

He didn't want such an excellent talent to be so decadent and degenerate.

What's more, Roy is still a member of the Whitebeard Pirates.

The equivalent of Roy also represents the future of the Whitebeard Pirates.

How could he let the future of the Pirates go unattended?

He has to correct this bad spirit!

"You've slept from night to afternoon!"

Whitebeard was a little speechless.

He was almost seventy years old.

I don't get up until six in the morning.

And Roy he is a young man....

More sleepy than the elderly!

How can this work?!

I don't know why, but I actually had a wonderful feeling in my heart, "Damn, he can't be holding some bad water, is he

?"

[And is he a bit of a double standard, letting his sons not drink a drop of wine, but he is enjoying the wine. 】

[The old double standard is swooh!].

Whitebeard: "..."

This little ghost!

How daring!

Can't you say something good about yourself in your heart?

Whitebeard's eyelids jumped.

A good mood...

Gone in an instant!

"I slept well, it was very comfortable. Roy was full of resentment towards Whitebeard, and answered the question with a big grin.

This tone!

This attitude!

Hearing this, Whitebeard showed a few green tendons on his forehead, and he felt that his hands were a little itchy.

This little ghost looks like a hanger.

Who the hell did you learn it from?

Someone has to teach him, right?

Whitebeard took a deep breath, calmed down his tumbling emotions, and said to Roy with a smile: "Goo-la-la! just sleep well, it seems that you have become accustomed to life on the Moby Dick, and you have begun to integrate into this big family." "

"Last time, you didn't answer me directly to the question I asked, that question was the first test for you, but since the past has passed, the first test has been skipped. "

"But the second test, you have to complete, it's the most important test for you!"

[Coming! Coming! He's coming! This old white-bearded man who doesn't talk about martial arts is here again!].

[I knew he definitely didn't have a good heart!].

[Something is going on in his mind...].

[You can guess with your ass!].

Roy was full of complaints.

Marco on the side was a little envious, he patted Roy on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Roy, don't look at Daddy, he is so strict with you, in fact, this is your concern!".

"It's been a long time since Daddy cares so much about people, and it seems that Daddy really likes you! "

Marco admits that he's a little sour.

Ever since Roy got on the Moby Dick.

Daddy has always focused only on Roy.

Alas....

This eldest son of his own...

There are no human rights!

Here comes a new nephew.

Forget about the old son.

Woooooooooooo

I envy Roy!

Marko's words made Whitebeard very useful, and he nodded slightly in satisfaction.

Sure enough, it's Marco who has followed him for many years!

As long as he's thinking about something with Whitebeard....

Marco can guess everything.

This made Whitebeard smile a little, among his stupid sons, there are still people who can be of great use.

Marco still has the ability to bear the burden of the Whitebeard Pirates.

If only Marco could be a little stronger.

That's his whitebeard's chosen heir.

But Roy, this stinky little ghost...

I don't know respect at all!

Not appreciative at all!

Compare the two.

The gap is up.

If Whitebeard wants to take care of me, it would be better for me to lie down and fish and make a hammer test!].

[Do you still like me? What does that mean?].

[Do you really have a special fetish?].

[Don't come here!!].

The smile that had just appeared on Whitebeard's face froze in an instant, his rugged face.

Hold back!!

Hold back!!

Lao Tzu is a dignified white beard!

How can you be a stinky little ghost...

Angry?

"Roy, how much do you remember what I told you yesterday?" Whitebeard suddenly asked such a question.

Roy raised an eyebrow, not knowing what Whitebeard wanted to do.

But he replied solemnly: "Remember everything." "

[Can I not remember? Aren't the things you said yesterday the same things I thought of before? Gan! I actually have a heart for a bad old man, and it's too difficult to think of it!].

"What do you think we Whitebeard Pirates can do to establish their faith in the hearts of the common people of the New World?In other words, how do we get them to believe in the Whitebeard Pirates?"

Whitebeard asked a very esoteric question.

Let Roy feel deep malice!

This kind of question should be asked of an intern?

Damn!

But if it's just a thought... In fact, this question is quite simple.

But could he have told Whitebeard?

Wouldn't it be clear that I told Whitebeard

about it...

He's not ordinary?

That's bad!

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