Pirates: Start by rejecting the red-haired invitation

It can be said that the layout and architectural style of Pigeon Town have a bit of modern European style.

Even the clothes of the residents here are relatively fashionable.

Lin Mo stayed in Pigeon Square for a while, and was attracted by a sudden burst of fragrance.

Following the scent, he soon found himself at a small pastry shop with a dining area that resembles a bar in a bar, surrounded by a U-shaped kitchen (similar to a late-night kitchen).

Because it was a meal, the U-shaped dining table around the kitchen was almost full.

As far as the eye can see, there is only one seat left in the left corner.

Without much thought, Lin Mo walked towards the only vacant seat and sat down on the high stool in front of the U-shaped dining table without hesitation.

As soon as Lin Mo sat down, a middle-aged man with a turban on his head, a white apron around his waist, and a small boning knife in his hand greeted him with a smile: "Look at the noodles, you are a tourist from other places, do

you want to eat something?" Lin Mo asked indifferently

: "What do you recommend?" The owner of the noodle shop said with a smile: "The reputation of our store's signature tonkotsu ramen is very good, do you want to try it?"

Lin Mo replied casually: "Okay."

"Okay, please wait, the meal will be served in ten minutes." After finishing speaking, the owner of the pastry shop began to get busy.

Lin Mo looked at the inside of the U-shaped dining table, in the open and transparent kitchen, there were all kinds of drinks and drinks in that row, and he was thinking about something to drink.

At this time, sitting next to him, a white-haired old man who was eating ramen with an eye patch in his right eye, wearing a simple casual dress, with two terrifying scars on his face, suddenly said: "Plum juice with their pork bone ramen, it's a must, boy, you can try it."

Lin Mo glanced at the person, and then said lightly to the shopkeeper, "Bring me another bottle of rum." The

owner of the pastry shop immediately responded: "Okay." The

white-haired old man sitting next to Lin Mo stopped what he was doing, turned his head to look at Lin Mo, and then shifted his gaze to the ramen in front of him, and said with a chuckle: "I am an alcoholic at a young age, be careful if there is a physical problem in the future, I used to have a comrade-in-arms who was like you, he liked to drink since he was very young, and he felt uncomfortable if he didn't drink seven or eight bottles a day, guess what, what happened to him?"

Lin Mo: "..."

The white-haired old man continued: "He died later, do you know how he died?" Lin Mo: "..."The

white-haired old man still didn't wait for Lin Mo's answer, and continued: "He fell and died on the way to buy wine late at night.

Lin Mo: "So

, what's the matter with this old man?"

Got a bag in your brain?"

The white-haired old man laughed and said, "Boy, you know what I mean, right?"

Lin Mo: "..."

I don't understand, thank you..."

Then, the white-haired old man continued to eat his noodles, and after eating, he drank up the plum juice that was still half a cup left next to him, and said very happily: "Sure enough, the noodles and plum juice of this house are the most positive, boy, if you don't taste their plum juice, it will be your loss." "

Long-winded. Lin Mo said expressionlessly.

At this time, his face also came.

Pulling out the chopsticks from the chopsticks next to him and wiping them with the paper towels on the table, Lin Mo had just eaten two bites.

Noticing the gaze of someone next to him, he turned his head to look.

It's the old man who talks to himself....

After the old man finished eating, not only did he not leave, but he kept staring at him with a smile like this...

"Boy. The white-haired old man hooked the corners of his mouth slightly and asked, "Do you want to consider being my apprentice?"

Lin Mo: "

Hahaha." The old man laughed and said, "Don't look at me like this, in fact, I'm very strong, to be your master, I should be reluctant to be so-so and have some qualifications, how about it, think about it?"

"No." Lin Mo directly refused

, "I don't need it, thank you!" "Alas, you don't want to be my apprentice." The white-haired old man had a headache and said, "In that case, then you can be my godson."

Lin Mo: "

..."What's the situation with this guy

? Could it be that he knows Whitebeard?

Lin Mo didn't bother to pay attention to him, and continued to drink rum while eating his own noodles.

I have to say that the taste of the signature noodles of this store is not bad, and I will bring them to try it later along with Anilu.

When Lin Mo drank the last mouthful of noodle soup, he finished paying for the noodles and wine, and was about to leave.

The white-haired old man, who had been watching him, also got up at the same time and followed him out of the noodle shop.

After walking a few steps, he noticed that the old man was still following him, Lin Mo couldn't help frowning slightly, stopped, looked back at the old man

, and said in a displeased tone: "You follow me again!" The old man said with a smile: "What, do you want to beat me?" Come on, let me see your strength, and you can also see if my strength is qualified to be your teacher. Lin

Mo: "...",

"Then let's look at the moves." As soon as the old man's voice fell, he suddenly disappeared from the spot.

When he reappeared, he was already half a meter to the left of Lin Mo's body, pulled out a long sword he was hanging, and slashed at Lin Mo's arm.

Lin Mo reacted very quickly and immediately dodged sideways.

Although he dodged the white-haired old man's sword, at the moment when the white-haired old man's sword grazed the corner of Lin Mo's clothes and slashed down, the trajectory of the sword suddenly changed, from the bottom to the top, and once again quickly slashed towards Lin Mo's arm, so fast that even Lin Mo almost didn't react.

Lin Mo immediately took a step back, leaning back thirty degrees.

The white-haired old man's blade grazed his chin and slashed at him.

As long as it is nearly half a centimeter, it will stab Lin Mo's neck.

But that's not all.

The white-haired old man seemed to have known that this sword would not hit Lin Mo, and at the moment when his sword was cut into the air again, he suddenly adjusted the blade downward again, and slammed it again.

This time, Lin Mo pulled out the three generations of ghosts and directly resisted the attack of the white-haired old man.

The moment the blades collided, a powerful force spread out violently around the collision point.

Hearing a chaotic sound of 'crackling', an extremely long crack appeared in the surrounding walls that were closer to them, and the stone piers and lampposts on the side of the road were cut off almost at the same time, and the pigeons in the square were frightened and instigated their wings to scatter in all directions.

The passers-by, who didn't know what was happening, screamed in fright.

And Lin Mo and the white-haired old man are here.

The two remained at a stalemate.

Lin Mo wanted to use the three generations of ghosts to push this old man away, but the white-haired old man's strength was surprisingly large, and coupled with the slashing from above, the original strength blessing would also increase a lot, so this was a little unfriendly to Lin Mo, who was forced to resist the defense.

One powerful force after another continued to pour out from the point where the two swords collided.

"Your qualifications are good, and I really didn't look at the wrong person. The white-haired old man said in a relaxed tone, "However, your strength is still a little short, if you are willing to be my apprentice, I can teach you how to increase your strength." "