Pirate: I revived Roger

"The old man's arm was cut off, and he died in the new world, and he didn't accept his fate"

"Now you say that because of the world government's intervention and rights protection, you think that the old man will lose"

"Even if you lose!"

"This old man has to lose for real!!"

"Old man, don't accept your fate!!"

341 Years, Never Defeated Hero

Yes.

He didn't want to accept his fate.

Because he never confessed his life in this life.

Garp and Sengoku looked at Zefa who was laughing wantonly in front of him, and suddenly felt that the figure of this stubborn old bastard seemed to be raised a lot.

They don't understand that Zefa is really old.

His age may be younger than Garp and Sengoku, but because of the injuries accumulated over the years, Zefa's physical function has been much weaker than Garp and Sengoku many years ago.

Warring States thinks that he has devoted his whole life to the navy, and the top war is the moment when he finally stepped into the center of the historical stage.

Isn't it? Obviously there is a better young generation of the navy growing up.

But the old comrade in arms who refuses to obey his old age and refuses to accept his fate has broken his three views alive.

Old bastard, aren't you tired? Why do you persist like this? The prison fell into a strange and bottomless silence for a while.

"Let me ask you one last question, Zefa"

Warring States tried hard to suppress a certain restlessness in his heart, and asked with a solemn expression.

Zefa coughed heavily, coughing up blood from his mouth.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood on the corner of his mouth, smiled and nodded.

Warring States then asked the question he wanted to ask a long time ago.

"Why are you still able to hold on?"

He fixed his eyes on Zefa's wrinkled face, and his eyes.

The years have engraved vicissitudes on his face.

There was no trace of pain in his eyes.

Zefa was silent, then smiled softly.

His expression was very natural, without the slightest pain or hesitation.

"Because I know the purpose of my life."

he said with a smile.

"That's why."

"for what"

"What the hell is it for?"

Zefa tilted his head, acting like an ignorant young man, asking and answering to himself.

"Because someone was waiting for me,"

"In this sea, there are still many young people who are suffering from crime."

"Their minds are stained by this twisted age,"

"Many people even subconsciously believe that evil is great and justice is stupid."

"Being a pirate is a very glamorous thing, and the increase in bounty can make them feel complacent."

Zefa gritted his teeth, "But what they don't know is,"

"Every time they increase the bounty, they trample on human life and dignity."

"Because of the existence of pirates, in every corner of the world, people's families are destroyed and their wives are scattered every moment."

Hearing this, Garp pursed his lips tightly and lowered his head.

The family is broken, the wife and children are scattered here, isn't it the portrayal of Zefa "So I want to work hard."

Zephyr laughed again.

"That brat Liu Feng once described to me a very beautiful world."

"I want to work hard, to try, whether such a world can really exist in this filthy sea.

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"I want to protect everyone who has lost their life and dignity because of their crimes."

"I want everyone to live in peace and happiness."

"I don't need to be written into the eulogy of history, that kind of thing has no meaning at all."

"Even if the blood flowed like a river, even if the head was broken, no matter what, I want to try."

"I don't want to lose."

"They don't know what I did, they don't know what I gave, and they never will."

"—They are protected by me."

"But what does it matter?"

"But I still have to do these things,"

"Because it makes them better off."

Zefa said, his eyes became more determined.

"It really doesn't matter to me whether I live or die."

"As long as they live well, I can die in peace."

"Because I did everything I could for them."

"You ask me why I can persevere"

He looked at Warring States and smiled.

"That's why, it's simple."

The moment the voice fell, Zefa's old eyes shone brightly.

Zhan Guo was so shocked that he couldn't say a word.

"It's almost time."

Zefa shook his head suddenly, and slowly stood up from the cold ground.

He glanced at the result and Cap again, and gave them a big hug.

"Thank you all the way, my comrades in arms."

After finishing speaking, Zefa gently pushed open the iron door of the prison, and walked slowly towards the distance under the eyes of all the naval jailers.

The morning sun slowly penetrated through the windows of the wall, illuminating the darkness and corruption in this prison.

Its daybreak.

The time for the public trial has arrived.

Garp and Sengoku stared blankly at the figure walking towards the execution platform.

The faint sunlight slowly shone on his body, as if endless radiance was rising.

The two big black characters on the back seem to rise into the air at any moment.

"justice!!"

Dazzling, eye-catching.

His steps became more and more determined.

Incomparably young!! Garp and Sengoku were stunned.

They blinked subconsciously, as if they were hallucinating.

But a ridiculous but believable idea emerged in their hearts at the same time.

That man is still the same as when he first joined the army.

Youthful, hardworking and full of hope.

Yes, no one can be young forever, but some people will never grow old.

Years never forgive people, but he never bypassed the years.

Because, time and time again, there are never undefeated heroes.

Most of Zefa's story has been written, and it is about to end. I know that many places may not be detailed enough, but I hope someone will like it. Youth can have regrets, but a brave man is never afraid.

342 Karp: We all lose flat. [3 more full orders]

In the gloomy prison, the sunlight slowly peeking in from the window seemed to dispel the coldness and darkness here.

Dust flies wildly in the light.

Garp and Sengoku sat on the floor and leaned against the wall, silent.

Their faces were extremely complicated, and their eye sockets were reddish.

"So fucking handsome"

At a certain moment, Garp suddenly cursed and said with a smile.

He didn't realize that his voice was extremely hoarse.

"We two old men are completely inferior in comparison."

Warring States is bitter and authentic.

He lowered his head, his gray hair looked particularly vicissitudes in the looming light.

Karp nodded.

Yes, what a naval hero, what a legendary sailor, what admiral of the navy, the series of so-called titles and honors, can't compare with that...man whose hands and feet are in shackles.

The three of them are the most outstanding elites of the navy generation, and they are predecessors, heroes, veterans who admire and respect in the eyes of countless people.

The three of them have been wrestling secretly all their lives, competing with each other and taking care of each other.

But now, looking at the stumbling figure gradually disappearing in the prison corridor, Garp and Sengoku both know that they have lost.

Lost and defeated, irrefutable.

That man is obviously no longer a member of the navy. He has been included in the list of wanted criminals by both the navy headquarters and the world government. He is also a criminal who will be publicly tried in front of the whole world.

But the justice supported on his shoulders is more magnificent and vast than anyone else.

It's ironic, isn't it "Sengoku, you say it"

Karp, who was sitting on the floor, leaned his back against the wall behind him, raised his head slightly, and stared at the faint oil lamp shaking on the ceiling in a trance, in a trance.

"If I had the courage of Zefa, wouldn't Ace not die?"

The moment these words were uttered, Garp seemed to have aged ten years all of a sudden.

Pupils slack and limp on the ground.

He gritted his teeth, and those iron fists that shook mountains and seas trembled slightly.

Warring States was stunned, Karp's question made him not know how to answer.

Watching the grandson I raised and raised die in front of my own eyes, that kind of... Grief, it must be very hard, Karp "I don't know."