A Day in the Pirate World

"Wow, what a beautiful bird."

"It's still a beautiful bird that can change at will."

"Boy Mosen, this colorful bird is your demon knife that ate the devil fruit. I felt very unusual when you shot it just now."

"..."

For Shanks and his team, the bird was naturally a novelty.

Although I saw it in the newspaper, but after seeing the real thing, I found it more interesting than the newspaper.

The old demon was a little confused.

Holy shit! !

Why is this guy with short red hair and a broken arm so familiar?

Fortunately, the old demon finally understood the current situation amidst all the chatter of these guys. It seemed that the bastard Mo Sen hadn't changed his mind.

Are these people friends too?

This is good this is good!

Immediately, it became excited. You must know that the old demon is a serious person, and the more people there are, the more excited he becomes.

If it hadn't exhausted its strength like Ain in the previous storm and had to change back to its original body, it would probably have come out long ago.

It scratched its head and made a pose, and said, "Quack, hello, Aribadi, this handsome bird is the only old monster in the world who can be as tough as the supreme sword. It's a great honor to meet you for the first time. It's a brother." Come and cut me."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Boy Mawson, your bird is so interesting, no wonder you guys got together."

The crowd burst into laughter, Shanks and the others leaned forward and back with their stomachs in their arms, and even the corners of Beckman's mouth couldn't help but crack.

Lagilu's roast meat was almost stuffed down his throat, and he coughed while hugging his stomach, not knowing whether the tears came from laughing or choking.

In the past, it was all news in the newspapers, but now it is better to be famous than to meet each other. These two guys are really a match made in heaven.

Derek on the side couldn't help covering his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.

Speaking of which, he was often taught a lesson by this stinky bird in the past, but this stinky bird's mouth is not forgiving, and sometimes it makes people itch with hatred.

Mo Sen's face darkened, and he punched the old demon on the head.

"speak politely."

"Okay, bully!"

The old demon is a living treasure, and the atmosphere became even more heated after it joined.

The old demon is in the same line of character as Mo Sen, and it's really hard to be hated on a bird... No wonder!

These people quickly tasted the heart-piercing power of the old demon. Except for the cold-faced Beckman who was not easy to mess with at first glance, he made complaints about it, including Shanks.

Well, after just finishing with big o, the old demon's mentality has been a little bit bursting recently.

Fortunately, this stinky bird just complained about it, and finally flew back to the scabbard with satisfaction and continued to rest happily.

The banquet continues.

As the saying goes, a little farewell is better than a newlywed, let alone a reunion after a long absence.

The so-called four happy events in life: sweet rains after a long drought, encounters with old acquaintances in a foreign land, wedding night in the bridal chamber, and the time of being named on the gold list.

Meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land, and reuniting after a long absence.

Regardless of their identities, the situation of Mawson and Shanks in the past ten years can completely write two books.

If it hits a little water, there will be millions of pages in a minute (a small beep).

A group of people naturally have endless topics to talk about.

It's just that no matter how good a banquet is, there is an end, and a few hours passed without knowing it.

The bonfire was still as bright as before, and from time to time, sparks jumped out unwillingly, leaving bright moments in the air.

The firelight shone on everyone's faces, and they looked abnormally rosy under the influence of alcohol.

"Shanks, remember what I said when we parted?" Mawson drank the last sip from the bottle in his hand, and looked at Shanks with a broken arm.

You know, when they parted, Mo Sen was made miserable.

Although he asked for it himself, why do you bastard keep taking care of your face.

But also wrapped in domineering!

Shanks' gaze became farther away at Mawson's words.

In the trance of the fire, the kid in front of him who has grown into the highest combat power of the navy seems to be integrated with the little second lieutenant of Donghai who was on their boat back then.

His eyes still seemed to be so persistent, Yi Yi couldn't look directly at him, full of unchanging pursuit of something.

At that time, he was lying on the ground with many wounds from his own cuts, especially the last knife, which almost split the navy kid in half, and the blood gushing out dyed the messy ground red.

At that time, he who was about to leave could still hear the persistent words of the kid behind him, and that scene emerged clearly like a frozen picture.

"Hello, Shanks."