One Piece: Tavern of Ten Thousand Realms opens in Chambord Islands

"Boss, you say, is this the most helpless thing?" The Holy Lord looked at Ron expectantly.

Ron nodded a little stunned.

Did you get the wrong script?

From coming in to sitting down to drink, the whole process did not show what he should be.

And now these words are crying about the difficulty of being a father.

"Two years!"

"Two whole years..."

The Holy Lord took a sip of wine and put up two fingers: "Boss, do you know how I got through the two years I was locked up in hell?"

"I fought with my stupid son for two and a half years, day and night, without stopping!"

Two and a half years?

Ron touched his chin, probably knowing that the Holy Lord had come from that timeline.

[The Adventures of Cheng Long] after the ending.

The Holy Lord and the Demon Dragon were completely sealed in Hell.

So.

Aren't the twelve spells all on the Holy Lord?

Thinking about it, Ron gently exhorted:

"Dissipate the anger, it is common for sons and fathers to be angry."

Reim's voice also came from the backyard: "That's right, father and son are always father and son, there must be a good day of reconciliation."

Ron turned to look and saw Rem standing in the doorway of the backyard, his small face full of sympathy.

It may be that the Holy Lord's voice was too loud,

so that the two sisters who had already washed and changed their pajamas and were ready to go to bed came over to check the situation.

The Holy Lord nodded and glanced at the black cat in Ram's arms with some jealousy.

From when I first entered the tavern.

He immediately detected the breath of everyone here.

The twin maids are strong, but can be slapped to death with a slap.

Ron didn't show any breath the whole time, just like an ordinary person.

But...

How can a person who can get himself from hell to another world be an ordinary person?

And the black cat just glanced at it, which made the Holy Lord feel that his soul was crushed.

Therefore, from coming in to now, the Holy Lord has behaved very well-behaved throughout the whole process.

"You have no children, you don't understand the bitterness of a father." The Holy Lord's voice was a little gloomy:

"My stupid son, blame me for not paying attention to him all day, and will only fight with those wizards."

"But what is this all for?"

"Isn't it all paving the way for this stupid son?"

Ron nodded thoughtfully.

The strength of the demon dragon is indeed a bit crotch-pulling.

If the Holy Lord does not subdue the wizards and demons in hell.

That demon little dragon is not to mention the succession, it is difficult to survive.

"But in the end...," the Holy Lord said with a wry smile, "My foolish son betrayed me.

"And this stupid kid is wrong after all, even if he gathers the eight demonic qi, there is still one person who can defeat him."

"That's me, his father!"

He paused, took a sip of wine, and continued to vomit bitterness:

"Although I defeated him, he is my son after all, and I want to save him..." "

But at that time, he actually wanted to drag me out of that never-ending hell!"

"Then die together, and our father and son will be reunited in that country that belongs to me!"

Speaking of this, the Holy Lord stopped, and his scarlet eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

But eventually.

The sour tears that belonged only to the old father still did not remain.

"Father and son have no overnight feud, sit down and talk well, and they will definitely get back together." Ron said softly.

"Alas..." the Holy Lord sighed, just about to say something.

The two looked out the window in unison.

I saw a burly man walking towards the tavern with three of his men and a thin horse.

The man has a rough appearance, thick hair on his body, and three flintlock guns on his left waist.

He was always grinning, arrogant, and arrogant.

The visitor was Blackbeard and his men.

"Your current appearance will scare away my guests, trouble changing your appearance." Ron said with a smile.

The Holy Lord nodded.

The power of the monkey spell was activated instantly.

The originally hideous monster turned into an ordinary middle-aged man, thrown into the pile of people without paying attention.

Soon.

The door of the tavern was pushed open, and Blackbeard and the others strode in.

"Thief hahahahaha... I didn't expect there was also a tavern.

Blackbeard grinned.

"There is no navy nearby, today let go of the drink, the captain pays!" Badgers said aloud.

Suddenly, Blackbeard's gaze was unconsciously attracted by the knife hanging on the wall.

This is... Roger's Sabre: "Ace"?!

Blackbeard's pupils shrank suddenly.

Back then, Roger was holding this knife and almost hacked Ota to death with a blow of "God Avoidance".

Time.

Greed surged in Blackbeard's heart, desperate to take the knife for himself.

He did not make a move now, but made a look at the few people next to him, and then came to the bar in peace.

"Welcome." Ron greeted with a smile,

"How many of you want something to drink?"

Blackbeard grinned, "We are pirates, we must drink the strongest wine and play the most beautiful woman!" Sure

enough, ever since the word "play" was added to a woman, the world has become dirty...

Ron complained in his heart, turned around and took four bottles of wine and placed them in front of Blackbeard and the others:

"Please use it slowly."

"This wine is very strong, it's better to drink it slowly."

Blackbeard and the others were stunned for a moment.

Special.

Lao Tzu is a pirate, what spirits have not been drunk?

Blackbeard picked up the wine bottle and said loudly: "Several, I hope you can survive this storm."

"You have to grit your teeth and live, after all, no one will remember what is dead!"

As the voice fell.

The four immediately opened the cap and poured it into their mouths.

Gollum....

With a sip of wine, the rich aroma of wine exploded in the mouth, and the mellow and lubricated taste made several people linger.

The next second.

Blackbeard's eyes widened suddenly, and the wine they drank just now was like a blazing fire, from the throat to the stomach, all the way hot, like a knife in the stomach slashed one by one!

"Ahem...," Blackbeard said in a hoarse voice, "

Why is this wine so strong?"

Ron shrugged, "Remind you, I can't blame me."

"Why not remind me a few more times?" A hint of cunning flashed in Blackbeard's eyes:

"Now we are very uncomfortable, our throat and stomach are all hot and painful, let's talk about it, how to compensate?"

As the voice fell.

Fan. Oka picked up the sniper rifle and aimed it directly at Ron's head.

As long as Blackbeard gives an order.

One shot to death!

Ron smiled and asked, "Are you blackmailing me?"

Badgers laughed loudly:

"It's blackmail!"

"Bring that knife in your back, and that's it."

After speaking, Bagers felt that his momentum was not enough, and then kicked on the Saint Lord who had become an ordinary person.

Bang!

Because he was defenseless, he didn't expect anyone to dare to kick himself.

The Holy Lord was directly kicked over, and the wine bottle in his hand was also smashed on the ground, and the wine was scattered clean.

He was stunned for a moment, then slowly got up and let out a low roar that made people shudder:

"Why kick me?"

As he spoke, it seemed that a murderous aura that could turn into substance burst out from his body, locking the Blackbeard in front of him.