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Sea of Hundred Beasts.

A desert island tens of nautical miles away from the island of Akron, which has sunk into the sea.

The Moby Dick of the Whitebeard Pirates has been staying here for three days.

"Daddy, didn't you say you can't drink yet?"

After changing the bandage for Whitebeard, Marko looked at Whitebeard, who took out the wine gourd and began to binge drink, puffed out his cheeks and said dissatisfied.

"Kura la la-la, stupid son, don't listen to those ship doctors, wine is the best healing medicine for pirates."

Whitebeard poured a few mouthfuls and laughed heroically.

Marko looked at Whitebeard with dead fish eyes, and said indignantly: "Dad, you want to lie to me again, last time I helped you steal wine, I was scolded by Sister Waitibé for more than half an hour." "

"Don't worry about that, manhood."

Whitebeard smiled awkwardly, and then drank it again.

Marko has been learning medicine from the ship's doctor, plus the regenerative flame of his immortal bird.

In the past three days, Whitebeard's injury has finally recovered by five or six percent, and Marko will no longer stop it after drinking some wine.

"Ugh!"

Marko's hands turned into blue wings of flame and flew onto the huge seat of the white beard.

Looking up at the whitebeard, he asked suspiciously: "Dad, why have we stayed here all the time and not gone back?" "

"Kura la la-la, stupid son, Lao Tzu was injured so badly, how many people want to take this opportunity to take Lao Tzu's head."

"Not to mention those pirates who want to become famous in one fell swoop, the navy alone will not miss this opportunity."

"At this time, there is no safer place than the territory of Kaiz."

Whitebeard's big hand pressed on Marko's pineapple head, his eyes shining, and said with a big laugh.

As a sea thief who has been wandering the sea for many years, if he does not have this sense of crisis, he will not be able to live until now.

This is not an admission, but a judgment of the situation.

Just like before Kaiz, Roger, who has the strongest overlord color, will also choose to avoid it when he encounters Karp.

At the same time, hundreds of nautical miles near Whitebeard's territory, three naval headquarters warships stopped here.

"How's it going?" Sengoku asked in a low voice.

Lieutenant General Jack Ma shook his head and said, "I still haven't found any trace of the Whitebeard Pirates!" "

"It's been three days, where will the Whitebeard Pirates go? Obviously this is the only way for them to go back? "

Sengoku frowned and looked at the chart on the table.

"I don't know, the storm caused by Whitebeard's battle three days ago was too big, and the ships of the intelligence department simply could not track the Whitebeard Pirates."

Jack Ma said in distress: "General Senshi, will Whitebeard detour and return from other routes?" "

"Huhuhu~~"

On the sofa next to him, Karp sat there with his head up and slept, and a bubble appeared in his nostrils.

"According to the information that the intelligence officer risked his death to bring back from the belly of the Whitebeard Pirates, Whitebeard has not returned to the territory." Sengoku said slowly.

"That's weird.....!" Jack Ma clasped his hands to his chest and said suspiciously: "Could it be that Whitebeard has been staying in the territory of the hundred beasts?!" Not likely....."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.

Sengoku's pupils opened sharply, and he said loudly: "That's right! Whitebeard must still be in the territory of the hundred beasts. "

"Snap!"

The bubbles on Karp's nostrils shattered, and the sleeping Karp was instantly awakened.

"What's wrong? Is the meal open? Karp looked around in confusion.

A green tendon bulged on the door of Sengoku's brain, and he yelled at Karp, who was clasping his nostrils: "Go to sleep and go back to your room for the old man, don't get in the way here." "

"Ahaha..... The old man went back to make up for it first, yesterday challenged the donut record, the challenge was too late..."

Karp didn't care about the furious Sengoku at all, yawned heartlessly, and walked towards the room.

Sengoku sighed helplessly.

However, he quickly adjusted his mentality and said calmly: "There is only one reason why the always proud white-beard can choose to stay in the territory of a hundred beasts..."

"He's badly injured!!"

"It's certainly not an injury that will heal in a short time, so we can wait a few more days."

"Yes!!" (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

The next day, the sky was obscured by dark clouds, storms and rains hit, and the waves continued to rise and fall.

"Quick, collect the sails.... Quickly close the sails...."

"Turn the rudder, turn the rudder quickly!"

"This ghost weather, like my girlfriend's temper, will change!"

"Sober up, you don't have a girlfriend yet."

"Who said no, it was her unpredictable temper and said that I didn't know her, so I broke up."

"Isn't it because you can't grab the treasure and are too poor?"

".~ You're so annoyed!!"

On the deck of the Moby Dick, everyone was busy, braving the rainstorm, trying to control the shaking ship.

It didn't take long for the wind and rain to stop, and the waves returned to calm.

But hail fell again, and it was not ordinary hail, each of which was several meters large, and falling could completely smash the ship into a big hole in an instant.

"One knife flow!"

"Ice Wind Fang!!"

"Meteor Hammer!"

“......"

The captains of the Whitebeard Pirates crossed the sea and showed their powers, destroying the hail before it fell!

The climate of the new world is so unpredictable and dangerous!

Whitebeard didn't make any movement, holding the wine, and the old god was sitting on the throne on the deck, not panicking at all.

But if you look closely, you can see that Whitebeard is a little restless, and there are uneasy thoughts in the depths of his eyes.

"It always feels like something is going to happen, what is it?"

"Four days have passed since the difficult (King Zhao Zhao) Dao, and those jackals in the New World are not dead yet?"

Whitebeard took a sip of wine and thought to himself.

But after a long time, I have been using sight and smell to probe domineeringly, and I have not noticed anything abnormal.

"Am I overthinking?" Whitebeard thought with a sigh of relief in his heart.

After the hailstorm, the sky is finally clear, there is no cloud, the breeze is gentle, and the temperature is suitable!

"Whew....."

"This damn weather, it's finally over!"

"You obviously didn't do anything just now, what are you tired of?"

"Nonsense, that hail just now, if I hadn't cut it in half, the ship would have sunk long ago!"

"You're sorry to say, there is a fart for chopping it in half, and I didn't smash them yet!"

The deck was full of crew members, all bragging and chatting with each other, pulling each other, and relaxing the noise.

The pirate ship's recovery speed, continue to return home.