Pirate's Amplifier

Chapter 305. 303. No punches to fight, Ace's fighting spirit
At the end of the banquet, Lucas raised his head and left the tavern with other sailors shoulder to shoulder, singing loudly and drinking all the way.

There were only two people left in the entire tavern.

Jiaji heard a cold "Huh!" in a daze, and then
I really fell asleep.
At the door, Kuzan looked at poor Jiaji and asked the two colonels to carry him back to the ship.

Go all the way and hum that song all the way.

For some reason, it always feels like singing for extra money.

It stands to reason that one should not get drunk in the navy.

But after a tragic war, many people lost their brothers, seniors, and family members who were in the navy.

The effort was too heavy, but victory was also ushered in.

They desperately needed a vent.

In the eyes of the Warring States, he is just a small victory.

But in the eyes of these people, it is already a big enough victory.

Lucas stood on the boat and watched them come back one by one. People were "happy" celebrating the victory.

"Carry him in." Lucas waved his hand, and the two navy generals were too close to the cabin.

"Lucas, what do you think we have been pursuing for so many years?" Kuzan stood beside Lucas, and then glanced at Polusalino and Sakaski on the other side.

"Why do you think so much, things only seek results, and we won." Sakaski said.

Polusalino looked at the sky thoughtfully and sighed.

Lucas was about to speak when he was interrupted by Kuzan.

"That's right, in fact, you have given me the answer before."

Kuzan's eyes were no longer confused, and the other three didn't know what this guy was thinking.

"." Lucas opened and closed his mouth slightly, looking at Polusalino and Sakaski blankly.

What did I say?
Sakaski shook his head, I don't know.

Aokiji is no longer confused, but creates a pair of confused father and son.

Polusalino found Lucas looking at him, but he didn't know it either.

But Naihe's acting skills are full, and he looks at Lucas like this.

"Hey, hey, what are you thinking about?" Lucas couldn't help complaining.

Watching the three walk away, Lucas lowered his head and kept thinking about what he had said to Kuzan during the day.

Could it be that it has developed to the point where the other party starts to distort without saying anything?
This is the same as confronting a troll who doesn't match the preface and the afterword, there is no punch!
Will!
Confused!

how do you play
Lucas returned to the cabin, drank some wine, and looked at Kuzan speechlessly.

Everyone spent the night on the warship.

Drunk people are lucky, they don't have to worry.

Many people couldn't fall asleep at all, staring sadly at the starry sky, blindly hoping to see brothers and seniors from the stars.
Many years later, there was a rumor circulating in the sea.

From the ruins and cracks of Marin Vanduo, there are constant cries of resentment, which are the voices of those who died in battle.

People commemorate them every year, and the descendants of pirates are as scared as grandchildren every anniversary day.

In fact, it was the second day when the sailors returned to Marin Vanduo, kneeling in front of the ruins and cracks in the middle of the night, crying and missing their comrades.

The cries of each iron-blooded tough guy were so loud, it was like howling.

New world.

an island.

Ace was sitting in front of his father's grave, drinking his wine in sips.

Redhead was a little ashamed for not stopping the navy, so he snatched Whitebeard's body and Cong Yunqie from the navy, and gave them to the Whitebeard Pirates.

The sea breeze was blowing, and the cloak with a white beard hung on Cong Yunqie inserted in front of him, and the pirate flag tied on it was fluttering in the wind.

Marco looked at the extremely sad Ace, a little worried.

On the way to escape, Ace cried and collapsed once, and passed out directly in Vista's arms.

Then there was another fuss, but it was a pity that it couldn't happen.
All limbs were handcuffed by Hailoushi, and Ace could only cry helplessly.

Seeing Ace's shaking body and the sobbing sound, Marco felt even more uncomfortable.

However, Whitebeard didn't have a hat that swayed in the wind, and he felt that the father's efforts were worthwhile.

At least they still have hope.

"Let's go to the craftsman, and we must open Ace's Hailoushi handcuffs." Marco whispered to Vista standing beside him.

"I know someone." Joz whispered.

The captains looked at Joz excitedly.

"That guy is famous in the first half of the year, and his name is Gal Tino." Joz quickly mentioned the ability user he had occasionally seen in the newspaper before.

"Great, let's go and invite him here." Bista waved his two knives, excited.

Harta hurriedly pressed Vista's hands down: "Now the whole world regards us as a piece of fat, we'd better invite instead of grab."

"I just said please." Vista waved the knife.

"You're obviously robbing," Marco couldn't help complaining.

"Lucas, Sengoku, Polusalino" Ace gritted his teeth, clenched his fists angrily, and let out a low roar.

He stood up, looked at his father's grave, and made up his mind that he must avenge his father.

Marco and others looked at Ace, the pain did not knock him down.

Ace turned around and looked at everyone with firm eyes.

"Even if I don't have the ability, I still want to wear these Hailoushi handcuffs, and continue to exercise myself and train my physical skills!"

"I'm going to call back!"

Marco hesitated for a moment, not wanting to destroy Ace's hard-won fighting spirit.

"Okay." The captains all looked at Ace happily, and came one by one, hugging him.

Marco followed Ace until he calmed down and calmed down before telling Ace the good news.

"Yeah." Ace nodded, not caring.

Even without the key, he would train himself like crazy.

Great fairway, first half.

In a casino.

Gal Dino was playing shoulder to shoulder with his new friend.

"Where are you going next?" Gal Tino looked at Feng Klei curiously.

By chance, they got to know each other while watching the war on top of the projection.

"I'm going to the new world. I believe that this time there will be countless people flooding into the new world. I want to carry forward my shemale boxing and dancing!" Feng Klein said excitedly, and the two swans on his shoulders flickered In a flash.

"This..." Gal Dino wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, thinking of a group of strong men holding hands and dancing the swan dance, all dressed in dance costumes.

It's just a chill!
"I wish you a smooth journey!"

"Why don't you come with us, it's very fun." Feng Klei said happily.

"Hey, it's no big deal, I don't have the talent for dancing." Gal Dino quickly shook his hand.

"Then where else can you go?" Von Klein asked curiously.

"I plan to open a candle art gallery, which will store all my candle statues." Gal Tino said excitedly.

Von Klein thought about it, art management has a sitting Gal Tino, and a variety of Gal Tinos who are lying, squatting, thinking, and kneeling.

There was a burst of disgust in my heart, who would see this?

Tch~
The two started yelling, and after a while they started fighting.
The scene was a mess, no one looked at anyone, they parted ways!

boom!
The door burst open, a group of marines rushed in, and the two ran away hand in hand again.

(End of this chapter)