Pirates: There is no prohibition of fishing in Marijoa.

"Eh? What are you looking at? Isn't it scary if a shark comes?" Jerry scratched his head and asked in confusion, noticing his friends were looking at him as if he was an idiot.

Seeing that even the youngest children, Bonnie and Garrot, didn't know how to react, Deuce shook his head and said, "Yes, yes, it's scary, but sharks are not as tattered as you are. Come here quickly."

"Ahem, okay, don't worry too much, he's not going to die." Jerry saw that Deuce was fine, so he gently waved his hand, signaling everyone not to be too nervous, and then turned around and asked, "How are you guys? Is Garrott okay?"

It can be seen that Garrott's injury has been treated. At this time, he leaned against Kodaz and smiled: "Brother Jerry, I'm fine too."

Jerry nodded and walked over to Deuce, who was sitting next to an open medicine chest.

Jerry knew what he looked like now. He had many bruises and swellings on his body, and some sharp wounds caused by Aokiji's ice knife. He didn't have any clothes, so he was wearing tattered clothes.

He thought these were minor matters, his face wasn't hurt, and the worst that could happen was that he would just have to rest for a while.

His biggest gain from the battle with Aokiji was identifying his current strength. He also trained and improved his observation Haki, which allowed him to maintain maximum power for a long time, and his ability to multitask.

Even though Aokiji always looks sleepy and expressionless now, looking back at the past, he was once a positive and introverted man.

So after the initial test, Aokiji's main attack method is swift and unpredictable, making it difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake, making it difficult for people to cope with.

After this round of confrontation, Jerry felt that he had an extra eye without even realizing it, as if he had four eyes.

He firmly believed that if he encountered similar tactics in the future, he would be able to deal with them more calmly and efficiently.

"Old Ma, how did you get here?" Although Jerry was wrapped in bandages and lying on a bench with limited mobility, his mouth was not idle.

"My dad asked me to come over a few days ago, and I came over in a flash." Marco leaned against the side of the boat and joked with a slight smile on his lips.

"Well, you are also a birdman after all..." Noticing the slightly narrowed eyes of Pineapple Head, Jerry paused and continued: "Then why did he suddenly think of calling you over?"

Marco rubbed his cheek and said, "I didn't ask that."

"Haha, you are such a good kid." Jerry curled his lips.

Although he didn't say it, Jerry also had some guesses about the reason why Marco came.

When they first entered the South China Sea some time ago, Whitebeard had contacted Ace and knew Ace's destination. He probably also guessed that the Kuroko Pirates, who were already in trouble, might encounter some obstacles after arriving in this area.

Especially considering Ace Min's true identity, he knew that his old rival Sengoku must have had considerable suspicions, so Whitebeard sent Marco without hesitation.

"Of course I can. Anyway, I can come here to see Ace whom I haven't seen for a long time." Marco said with a smile.

Ace smiled beside him, staring at the vast sea in a trance, and slowly said: "Jerry, Marco and I will go back to the New World first."

Seeing that Deuce and the others not far away on the deck seemed to remain silent as if nothing unexpected happened, Jerry guessed that Ace had already mentioned it to them before.

Jerry nodded slightly and said, "Really? Well, go back and keep your dad company, or he'll blame us for kidnapping you, haha."

"Not really. My original purpose was just to go back to that island and take a look. Now that I've seen everything I wanted to see, it's time to go back." Ace grinned.

He had originally considered walking with the group, but since Marco was already here, they decided to just go back together.

"What are we waiting for? Let's have some fun and have a farewell party." Jerry lay flat on his back, but his left hand was restlessly raised high.

"That's right, a party! Let's get started!" Ace's eyes sparkled and he cheered excitedly.

Everyone looked at the two men, each with a thicker bandage than the other, and a drop of sweat broke out on the back of their heads.

In fact, Ace was only slightly injured, and he had to put on bandages because he couldn't resist Deus and Marco.

Finally, the party was held. Just as Jerry said, it was the body that was injured, not the mouth. What could stop a pirate from holding a party?

Under the starry night, the deck of the Kuroko Pirates was filled with laughter and was extremely lively.

"Ace, when you go back, remember what I said before. Pay more attention to that hairy Teach." Jerry said, and slapped Ace on the back with an iron sand palm.

"Hmm!" The food in Ace's mouth was almost ejected by the palm. He quickly covered his mouth with both hands and nodded repeatedly to show that he received it.

"Come on, Marco, try this. This is the meat of a huge sea king goldfish that I caught before. This is a collector's edition. Eat a little less."

Jerry shouted and gestured loudly, fearing that others would not know his achievements.

"Hahaha, really? Are you sure you didn't catch it directly by jumping into the sea?" Marco looked surprised. He obviously also knew Jerry's daily fishing performance.

"Hey, hey, hey, you can doubt my ability, but you can't doubt my character and credibility. This is absolutely what I caught, and they can all testify to it." Jerry shook his index finger and said complacently.

Seeing Deuce and the others nod helplessly, Marco gently put down the pineapple he had bitten halfway, skin and flesh included, and said flatteringly, "Okay, sorry, I'm going to taste your rare big harvest."

Jerry handed over the grilled meat, then turned around and waved his hands high, cheering for Brooke who was about to start her musical performance.

The next day, the breeze was blowing gently and the warm sunshine was shining on the sea.

"Let's go, everyone."

After waving goodbye to everyone, Ace, with flames shooting out from under his feet, stood on the Charge boat with Marco and gradually drifted away.

Looking at the figure disappearing on the sea level, Jerry patted Deuce on the shoulder and said, "Don't look at it. We will see each other again after we travel around the world."

Since early morning, Deus had been immersed in the reluctance to part, and he kept reviewing the situation, wondering if Ace had forgotten to take anything, especially important items such as life cards and pointers.

However, in the end, he found that his worries were all in vain, because Ace always traveled light, and the items he needed to carry were obvious at a glance, and they were very few.

"Yeah." Hearing Jerry's words, Deuce responded softly, turned around to look at his companions around him, and a warm smile broke out on his face.

He clenched his fist, raised it high, and shouted, "Let's go, and continue our journey!"