Pirate's Copy

On the Moby-Dick, Marco read the latest newspaper to Whitebeard, who was hanging from a bottle of water.

The captain of the fourth team, Sachi, was a little surprised. "Dad, when did this Morgans become so bold and blatantly offend the two Yonko? Is it possible..."

"Gula la la~" Whitebeard laughed twice, "That's because of Charlotte Lingling."

"BIGMOM?" Ace, the captain of the second division who was sitting next to him eating barbecue, was a little surprised. "Isn't this a scandal of their pirate group? Let Morgans report it and publicize it?"

Marco shook his head, "Ace, you have to get information from the details."

In the current Whitebeard Pirates, Marco is the royal deputy on the surface, but in fact, he has begun to train the newly promoted captain of the second division.

Burning fruit, a natural devil fruit, Ace's future is limitless.

Especially now that he is less than twenty years old and has strength comparable to that of a general. Although he is somewhat behind the Moen in the newspaper, he is actually leading countless people.

Marco wants Ace to be more thoughtful and be able to serve as the backbone of the Whitebeard Pirates.

"Huh?" Ace put down the barbecue, took the newspaper, and read every word in it carefully.

"Yeah!" Suddenly, he looked at Marco in shock, and then looked at Whitebeard, and received nods from the two of them.

"Kaido!" A strong black man next to Ace said with a smile, holding a half-eaten cherry pie in his hand, "Captain Ace must have thought of it, BIGMOM just wants to kill someone with a borrowed knife."

"Gula la la~ Ace, Tikki is right." Whitebeard laughed happily, looking at Tikki with a very satisfied look.

He has been on the ship for more than 20 years. Although he is very powerful, he does not fight for power. He also takes great care of Ace, a newcomer who has just joined the group. He has a very good relationship with many captains. It can be said that Teach's status in Whitebeard's heart is second to none. To the captains of the 16th division.

Ace scratched his head in embarrassment, as if he was the only one present who saw it last. It seemed that he had to put more thought into it. A reckless man could not go far.

When Ace was talking to Whitebeard, Tikki turned around and his expression immediately darkened.

He held the newspaper in his hand tightly, and the greed in his eyes was very obvious.

"Dark Fruit! Copy Fruit!!!" Tiqi roared in his heart.

His ambition was to wait with the Whitebeard Pirates to see if he could obtain the Devil Fruit he dreamed of.

From the fragmentary pages of the Devil Fruit Illustrated Book he obtained, Teach deduced the special abilities of the Dark Fruit, and even deduced that he could use the dual fruit abilities due to his special physique!

"If I eat the Dark Fruit, and then eat this brat's copy fruit!" Tiqi's eyes were very crazy, "Then, dad's Shock Fruit is nothing at all!"

In Teach's view, Morn's development of the clone fruit was really a waste of resources. Although the Shining Fruit was very powerful, it was still a bit inferior to the so-called strongest Shock Fruit.

Teach, who has been with the Whitebeard Pirates for more than 20 years, is very aware of Whitebeard's strength. It can be said that the Zhenzhen Fruit is famous because of Whitebeard!

But it is undeniable that the Shock Fruit greatly increases Whitebeard's combat effectiveness.

"Hahahaha, when it comes to physical fitness, I'm no worse than the white-bearded daddy!" Tiqi grinned and put away the madness in his eyes. Now he has not yet obtained the secret fruit that he has longed for.

"Sons! There's a banquet!" After Whitebeard taught Ace a lesson, he looked at the diaphragm on his body, shook his body nonchalantly, and shouted loudly.

"oh!"

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"Shanks, the boy Beckman was optimistic about has done something new again."

On the Red Forth, Lucky Lu, who was holding a chicken leg in one hand, crumpled up the newspaper in his hand with a smile and threw it to Shanks who was drinking heavily on the other side.

"Huh?" Shanks, who had three scars at the corners of his eyes, raised his head with a dazed look in his eyes, "That boy? Oh, you're talking about the Marine, his name is...Moen, right, Beckman."

Shanks put down the wine bowl, burped indifferently, and looked at Ben Beckman, who was smoking leisurely next to him.

Beckman looked at his captain speechlessly, "Didn't you meet him last time? How long has it been?"

Shanks laughed loudly, "Don't worry about these details, come on, drink, drink! Let's hold a banquet for the genius of this new era!"

"Europe!"

A group of people gathered together happily. This is the red-haired pirate group. There is no reason for them to hold a party.

"Hey, a bunch of idiots." Ben Beckman took a deep breath, threw the cigarette in his mouth into the sea, then slapped Shanks on the head and took away the big bone in his hand.

"Hey! Beckman!"

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At the Navy Headquarters, Warring States was still handling the mountain-like military affairs as usual.

Even if he had a staff to share his worries, there was no way to reduce Warring States' workload.

"Hahaha, Warring States Period." The door was pushed open, and Zefa, who had not yet installed the mechanical arm, sat down on the sofa and took a sip of the tea on the table without caring about the appearance.

"Hey." Zhan Guo put his hand on his forehead and sighed leisurely.

When did Zefa start to move closer to Garp?

Warring States glanced angrily at Garp, who was sitting opposite Zefa, leisurely stuffing senbei, making Garp look confused.

"Zefa, I know you are very happy that Morn defeated Katakuri, but can you knock on the door when you come?" Sengoku looked at his crumbling door and smiled bitterly.

The Logistics Department has been thinking behind the scenes for a long time. In the entire headquarters, he is the only one who needs to repair and replace things in the Marshal's office.

Garp picked his nose with his little finger, opened his mouth and laughed, "Zefa, you have taught a good apprentice! That boy Katakuri is not simple, an ordinary lieutenant general does not even have the strength to fight. "

As the vice-president of the Yonko Pirates, Katakuri's information has long been in the hands of the headquarters. Not to mention the superb fruit development, let's talk about the ability to predict the future, which no one in the entire headquarters can achieve.

Even Kizaru, who uses his fruit ability to eat, can't do it.

Zefa was in awe after hearing this, and his eyes changed when he looked at Garp.

Old friend, can you talk? If you can speak, just speak more!

Garp stuffed a handful of senbei into his mouth, "Let me tell you, you should give Morn to me for training. I will definitely be able to train a navy king!"

"Stop it!" Zefa waved his hands repeatedly, "Leave your teachings to your descendants. Don't harm my students. You will mess up a good Dorag..."

Warring States coughed, "Why, you have completely forgotten me as the marshal, haven't you? The more we talk, the more we get angry!"

Zefa and Garp looked at each other, then looked at Warring States and laughed involuntarily.

Warring States also shook his head helplessly, his eyes full of relief.

How long had it been since Zefa had no smile on his face?

It seems that since that year, the smile on Zefa's face has become less and less. A few years ago, he was frowning all day long.

Moen, you showed up just in time.

Warring States glanced at the sky outside the window. It was blue, like the sea, which made people addicted.

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The New World was shaken for a day or two by Katakuri's defeat, and then fell silent.

There is no way around this. What everyone does all day long is to live with their heads in their belts. How can they find the time to care about other people's news?

Moen, the central character, is currently lying on a recliner, looking at the three women who are training in physical skills not far away.

The rest of the pirate guerrillas were sent to other places for training, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.net two acquaintances, Satsuma and Reka, were shamelessly asked by Moen to ask Akainu over.

Thinking of Akainu's dark expression, Moen felt amused.

You know, Reka is a user with the magical beast fruit ability, and Satsuma is a top sniper and a user with the bow and arrow fruit ability.

These two people have made a lot of contributions to the G-1 branch. Originally, Akainu wanted to train the two of them and brought them to the headquarters. Now that they are being picked off, how can they not be embarrassed?

But Akainu has always had a good impression of Morn.

He is powerful without being disrespectful, he hates pirates but is not indecisive at the same time, and he thoroughly implements justice for the navy.

Compared to Kizaru and Aokiji, Akainu wanted Morne to grow up as soon as possible and become a general!

"What's wrong, Lereira?" Moen drank Lereira's special juice and looked at Lereira who had just finished training with some curiosity.

She was a little unhappy.

"It's nothing." Lyrela's tone was very soft, "I just feel that I am useless. Apart from cooking some food for you, Lord Moen, I can't help you in combat at all."

Moen was silent, "Lereela, do you really want to help me in the battle?"

Lyrella nodded, her face full of determination.

"Okay, then, during this period of time, go to Nami to learn how to control lightning, and practice physical skills with Ain."

"When we return to the headquarters, I will give you a big gift!"

"A gift that no one can refuse!"

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PS: enmmm

After a long sleep, I didn’t notice that it was past three o’clock...

This chapter is a bit late, I’m too embarrassed to ask for votes ( # ￣▽￣ # )~~~