I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

At night, in the dream world, with the familiar gray fog and familiar ruins, the poet Sith sat alone on a chair. This time he was the first to arrive.

His fingers kept tapping on the table, as if he was not used to waiting.

About a quarter of an hour later, there was finally movement in the dream world. Two paths extended from the horizon to here. Doctor Sith and hermit Sith sat down on the chairs that belonged to them.

"You are finally here. I thought you had something to do today and wouldn't come!"

"Not coming? Are you kidding? Today is your big day to leave the village. How could we not come?" Doctor Sis put his hands behind his head and winked at the poet Sis, quite playfully. said.

"Okay, stop teasing me. I think you've just been in Sunagakure Village for a long time. Everything is like this village and that village. My place is called a town. Do you understand the town? I don't know that better than your village. How high is it?" Poet Sis twitched his cheek, pointed at the other person and retorted.

"You..." Doctor Sis lost his temper. The administrative level of this Sand Ninja Village seems to be a damn village. "The Legend of Five Villages Fighting Eyes" is not just talk.

Hermit Sith sighed helplessly. What kind of immortal teammates are these? He is obviously just a baby sea dragon beast who is not even the Four Dark Kings. Why should he endure such pain?

The baby cannot be carried and the baby wants to cry.

"Okay, you two should stop talking. Are you tired of working all day long? Let's talk about business."

The poet Sith glanced at the doctor Sith and nodded towards the hermit Sith, "I gave you this face. Oh, by the way, do you know who I met today?"

"Big Fatty Oda Eiichiro?"

"Hey, who is that? Doctor, are you not going to hit me today? I feel uncomfortable, Oda Eiichiro, I will return Kishimoto's story, the old demon Araki!"

Snapped!

The hermit Sith whipped the doctor with the tip of his tail, and the world fell silent.

"You go on."

"Let me tell you, I met Smoker and Dusky today. Not only that, I also beat Smoker." The poet Sith leaned forward, stepped on the chair with one foot, and raised his mouth. Lao Gao, I am so excited.

"Tch, isn't he just a Smog? I also competed with Scorpion on who could pee farther and flicked his penis. Am I proud of that?"

Snapped!

Another tail.

"Don't interrupt. You are from a village. You can't see someone without looking up. Poet, please continue."

The poet Sis cast a provocative glance at the doctor and turned his head, "Then I will continue. I discovered a secret today."

"What secret?" As soon as they said this, they no longer felt sleepy. Doctor Sis and Hermit Sis both pricked up their ears.

"Dasiqi has no eyesight and cannot recognize good people."

"anything else?"

"No more, that's it."

"That's it?"

The poet Sith nodded, "That's it!"

"Hey, you?" Hermit Sith felt like he was going to explode. The tips of his two tails left a cross on the poet Sith's face. He said to the side: "Doctor, come here and help me. Damn it. What the hell?" Son, call me, I must let him remember it today and let him know that we, the Four Dark Kings, are not easy to mess with."

Doctor Sis was a little hesitant, not because he didn't want to fight, but because he studied medicine rigorously.

"Brother, no, hermit, there is a mistake in your words."

"what?"

"You are not the Four Heavenly Kings. The Steel Seadramon already exists, and there is no place for you."

"Isn't it common knowledge that there are five of the Four Heavenly Kings? Why don't I have a place?"

"The fifth one is Apocalypse Beast, but you still don't have a place!"

"It's the other way around. It's all the other way around today. You can't survive this day. It seems like you won't be able to survive if I don't take care of you today. Look at the move, Breath of Ice!"

Suddenly, the entire dream world seemed to be covered with a layer of white frost.

……

The next day, at dawn, Sis climbed out of bed early, took a basin of water, and kept rubbing his face.

"It's so cruel. That bastard Hermit was so cruel. He hung me and the doctor on the roof and beat us hard, and even slapped me in the face. After beating him like this, wasn't he tired? I looked at it. I’m tired, if it weren’t for the dream, my handsome face might have been disfigured.”

Boom boom boom!

"Lieutenant Sith, Brigadier General Smoker is looking for you." Even after leaving the 177th branch, Sith still couldn't escape the fate of being knocked on the door no matter what.

"Okay, I understand, I'll go right away." Throwing the towel back into the basin, Sissy responded reluctantly.

……

On the deck, Sith thought he had gotten up very early, but Smoker and Dusky got up even earlier, with their arms exposed and towels draped over their shoulders, as if they had already done morning exercises.

Putting down the weight on his body, Smoker took out a box of cigars from his pants pocket, lit two cigars and held them in his mouth. Even if he was doing morning exercises, he could not throw away the cigars. This was the pride of an old smoker.

"Sith, would you like one?" Smoker made a smile that he thought was kind and handed the cigar to the direction of Sith. Although it was a little unpleasant at first, after all, we are all in the same boat now. He still won't stumble, which is inconsistent with his justice.

"Thanks, I'll smoke this." Sith shook his head, took out a delicate small box from his arms, and shook it in front of Smoker.

Smoker frowned, "Lady's cigarette?"

He was familiar with this thing. After all, his childhood sweetheart Tina liked to smoke it. Although there was a certain suspicion of dog abuse, that was the fact.

"No, no, no, I don't smoke. This is cigarette candy." Sis shook his head, with a look of helplessness on his face, "There are so many old smokers in the Navy. It feels like everyone can have two cigarettes, and there is nothing in his mouth." Holding something in your mouth always feels out of place with you."

"Hmph." Smoker snorted coldly and took back his cigar. He originally thought he was a cigarette smoker, but he didn't expect that he wasn't even a smoker in the end. Bah, garbage.

Standing on the deck, Smoker crossed his arms. He didn't want to talk to someone who didn't even smoke.

The Sith shrugged helplessly and stood aside, also looking at the sea. There was no other way. Who said Smoker was the leader now? But it doesn't matter, he has plenty of time anyway.

When Smoker stood, he stood. When Smoker blew, he blew. When Smoker smoked, he chewed candy. After a while, Smoker finally couldn't help it anymore and tried to keep his seriousness. s face.

"Lieutenant Sith, I remember that you are not a local of Karen Town (177th Branch), right?"

Sis shook his head, "No, I can't remember much about the past. I just remember that Colonel Victor picked me up. If it weren't for him, I might have died at sea."

Smoker blew out a smoke ring, turned his head and glanced sideways at him, showing a vague smile, "So, does that mean Lieutenant Sith is a person without a past?"