One Piece: I am a Celestial Dragon

"Kula la la, boy, who are you?"

"I am a lost traveler. I have lost my way at the crossroads of life."

While rubbing his dizzy head, Saint Iran said the lines he had planned for a long time, and raised his head to look at the person who asked the question.

Then he rubbed his eyes vigorously

How could it be him? Pill Pill x99 After seeing the man’s face clearly, the Iranian holy man panicked.

He is nearly 7 meters tall, with a tall and burly body, a slender face, and a crescent-shaped white beard. These are as dazzling as fireflies in the dark night, revealing the man's identity all the time.

Emperor of the New World, Whitebeard Edward Newgate!

The Iranian Saint carefully looked at Whitebeard's whole body. Well, there are no needles. It's really Whitebeard in his heyday.

What a fart! ! !

"Ku la la la, funny kid, are you a pirate too?"

After hearing the answer from the Iranian Saint, Whitebeard seemed to have discovered something interesting and asked again.

"Uh no"

"What is that? A noble? A bounty hunter? Or a navy?!" Whitebeard's eyes gradually became sharper as he spoke.

"Barely considered a noble."

As the Iranian Saint spoke, his brain was running rapidly.

Although Iran Saint likes to be beaten because every time he is beaten, it is like reminding himself that he is just a normal person.

Iran Sheng felt that the reason why he could still maintain a relatively sound personality was because of the daily beatings, encouragement and support from Hancock.

But the two-foot-tall strong man in front of me was afraid that if he disagreed, he would stage a scene of beating the Iranian saint to death with three punches.

Iran Saint's small body should be able to withstand three punches

After clearing away some strange thoughts in his mind, Iran Saint quickly came up with a plan.

I saw him sitting up from the smashed floor, sitting cross-legged on the ground, his hands hanging on his knees, looking up at Whitebeard.

"Ku la la la, kid, do you know who I am?" Seeing this scene, Whitebeard asked with great interest.

"Know!"

"Kulalala" Hearing the answer from Iran Saint, Whitebeard seemed to have encountered something particularly interesting and let out a series of long laughs.

Whitebeard had laughed enough. He stretched out his arms and said loudly to the Iranian Saint with a smile.

"Hey kid, be my son!!"

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When the Iranian Saint heard this, he immediately became furious and shouted loudly no matter what the situation was.

As the words of the Iranian Saint fell, before Whitebeard said anything, the noisy environment suddenly became quiet.

The crew members on the ship stopped teasing each other, and each of them crossed their arms and stared coldly at the Iranian Saint.

"Ku la la la, funny kid, kid from aristocratic family don't have such courage as you. Tell me, where are you from a noble family?"

Hearing the Iranian Saint's rejection, Whitebeard didn't take it seriously. It is estimated that his "reasonable" request was often rejected.

"Well, I am the noble of the world." Iran Saint said as he stood up and dusted himself off, then continued.

"Introduce yourself, I am Constantine Irani Saint!"

"Little ones!!" After hearing the words of Iran Saint, the smile on the white beard's face disappeared and he raised his arms high and shouted.

"Throw this brat into the sea!"

"Yes! Dad."

"Just kill him, dad."

"What do you know? Dad wants to throw this kid into the sea to feed the fish!"

As Whitebeard's words fell, the noise on the ship rang out again, and soon two strong men came and took Iran Saint's arms and dragged him toward the sea.

Seeing this scene, Iran Saint was relieved. Whitebeard really didn't dare to do anything to him.

If it were any other Yonko, the great Iranian Saint would have traveled as far as he could.

But Whitebeard just wants a family. If the Celestial Dragons are killed, he himself is not afraid, but he is afraid that his sons will be implicated.

Thinking of this, Iran Sheng felt that he could still be more skinny.

"Let go! Let go!! I won't leave!!!"

The Iranian Saint who was held up began to struggle crazily.

After looking at the indifferent white beard, the Iranian saint used a little force on his hands to throw away the strong man holding him.

He lay on the deck with a "pop" and rolled around.

"I won't listen! I don't care! I'm going to be on the boat!"

Seeing this scene, Whitebeard frowned slightly. Iran Sheng's behavior really puzzled him.

At this moment, Whitebeard thought of a lot.

He stood up and walked to the side of the Iranian saint. His huge body blocked the sun. He looked at the Iranian saint rolling in the shadow and drank in a deep voice.

"Dragon brat, what are you going to do? In other words, what do you want to do on my ship?"

Iran Sheng felt his body sink, and he no longer lay down and rolled around. The overlord with a white beard stood up slowly.

He tried his best to straighten his back, slowly brushed off the dust on his body, then pointed to the sky and the ground, and said these words loudly.

"Holding a chopper to cut the wire, all the way with a lightning bolt!"

While the Iranian Saint was speaking, his complaints and domineering attitude instantly swept the audience.

"Put~" "Put~" "Put~"

As the sounds of falling to the ground were heard, those who could still stand on the boat felt a little cold sweat dripping from their foreheads, and there were sounds of surprise.

"Is this the same domineering attitude as dad?"

"How can this kid be so courageous?"

“He is truly an incredible person.”

Whitebeard looked down at Iran Saint quietly, seeming to be thinking about something in his mind. After a while, he smiled again.

"Ku la la la, it turns out that the Tianlong people are not carefree?"

Did he misunderstand something? Iran Sheng frowned and thought about it, and decided to wait and see.

Whitebeard saw this scene with a look of understanding in his eyes. He squatted in front of the Iranian holy body, reached out and patted his shoulder and said

"You, as a Tianlong, should be a great man if you are willing to go to sea to seek revenge."

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The Iranian saint was calm and could not help but danced and complained.

"So who is the big shot in the wire?" However, Whitebeard ignored Iran Saint's complaints and tried to obtain information.

"Who the hell is that wire?" Ding, complaining energy 60

"Facing such a big shot, after killing him, I'm afraid you won't be able to have the identity of a Tianlong anymore."

Whitebeard held onto Iran Saint's shoulders and continued.

, Iran Saint was no longer able to complain, with a ruined expression on his face.

Seeing the expression of Saint Iran, Whitebeard showed a touch of pity in his eyes, held his shoulders, pointed to the sea in the distance with his finger, and whispered:

"Child, don't be blinded by hatred. Look at this vast sea, it is enough to accommodate all hatred!"

"You don't understand! In fact, it's not what you thought at all."

Iran Sheng felt that he could save a little more, and explained loudly, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Whitebeard's laughter.

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