Roar of the Pirate Fire Dragon

"Hey, hey, hey, no, did you show up again?"

In the new world, on a large ship sailing on the sea, a yellow-haired pineapple head held a newspaper in his hand and said in shock.

"Kula la la la, Marco, what's all the fuss about?"

On the deck, a tall man with an IV tube inserted into his body asked.

"Dad, this is really amazing."

This is of course the Moby-Dick, the main ship of the Whitebeard Pirates. Pineapple Head is none other than the captain of the Whitebeard Pirates' first team, Phoenix Marco. The person he is talking to is even more special. Needless to say, the world's strongest, Whitebeard, Edward Newgate.

"Cola la la la"

The tall white-bearded body was sitting on a huge chair, his crescent-shaped beard trembling with laughter, and an invisible aura surrounded him, "What's going on Marco?"

"This is really a big event, Marie-Joa, the center of the world government has been attacked."

Marco handed the newspaper to Whitebeard's hand with a shocked expression. Even judging from the courage of the Yonko Pirates, the attack on Mariejoia was an extremely shocking event.

"Oh"

Whitebeard took the newspaper with great interest. Compared to his huge body, this newspaper was really small.

"Cola la la la"

Whitebeard laughed and said: "Such an interesting guy appears on the sea again. Sure enough, the sea is extremely vast."

"Dad," Marco sat cross-legged in front of Whitebeard and said with a frown, "Is it true that the prisoner has been caught as the government said?"

"Say something stupid, my stupid son,"

Whitebeard smiled and said: "How can a guy who can cause trouble in Mariejoia be caught so easily? The government may say it has killed him in order to control the influence. If the prisoner is really caught, with the government's treatment of Tianlong people, I think anyone who dares to resist will be publicly executed. If not, then it means that the guy is probably not caught."

"Is that so?"

Marco replied: "That's right. The government will not miss any opportunity to consolidate the authority of the Draco. Since it did not happen this time, it means that it is very likely that the prisoner was not caught."

"Marco, don't worry"

Whitebeard leaned on the chair, looking leisurely and contented: "Don't worry about this matter, no matter what, it will have no impact on us."

"The world government has not yet had the courage to provoke us."

"I am a white beard."

Ten Thousand Kingdoms, Torrant, a kingdom ruled by the Charlotte family, one of the Four Emperors, and the seat of the Big Bandit.

"are you back"

On the sofa, Charlotte Katakuri crossed her arms and looked at her brother who was walking in.

"Well," the tall biscuit soldier sat on the sofa opposite. The man who went on a mission not long ago and met Vlad by the way, Charlotte Clark, returned to the world today.

"How was the mission?" Katakuri asked softly.

"They've all been wiped out." Cracker showed no intention of emerging from the biscuit armor. His voice was a little low through a layer of armor, "There is no one left alive."

"That's good." Katakuri was not surprised. After all, there were not many people in this sea who could stand up to his younger brother.

"I,"

Cracker hesitated.

"What's wrong"

Katakuri asked with some confusion. He knew that his brother was not a hesitant man.

"I saw it, Vlad"

Cracker pondered for a moment

Zhen, finally spoke.

"yes"

Katakuri was a little surprised, but quickly regained his composure: "Why is he not dead yet?"

Cracker replied: "Not only did he not die, he also gained great power."

"Power" Katakuri was a little confused, "What power?"

"Animal type, fantasy beast type,"

"Fire Dragon Fruit"

Cracker said solemnly.

"Fire Dragon"

Katakuri was startled, took out a newspaper, and said with a smile: "Well, Cracker, come and take a look at this."

"what"

"Shocked, Mariejoia was attacked, the flames rose thousands of meters high and were clearly visible as far away as the Chambord Islands."

Cracker read out the news word for word.

"The murderer has been killed"

The news also included several pictures. The first few pictures were taken on the Chambord Island archipelago. The rolling flames on the red earth continent were vaguely visible, even through the clouds. The last picture showed a bloody scene. The picture of the person seems to be the murdered murderer.

"Brother Katakuri, what do you mean?"

Cracker looked at Katakuri and had some suspicions in his mind.

"You said that Vlad got the Fire Dragon Fruit, so he must be able to control fire."

Katakuri said so.

"That's right," Cracker recalled Vlad's blazing golden flame, feeling a little frightened. "It's really a very powerful flame."

"Besides, that kid doesn't seem to lack courage. In other words, that kid is really very courageous."

Katakuri said softly, he was not joking. He dared to betray the Charlotte family and challenge his mother's authority. Vlad was very courageous.

"So, is it him?" Cracker asked.

"I don't know. I can only say that it's possible," Katakuri said. "Don't tell mom about this."

Cracker understood.

"Brother Katakuri, if, I mean if,"

Clark tried his best to organize his words and whispered: "If that kid really comes to attack Wan Guo, what should we do?"

"Crack, you have to understand something,"

Katakuri had a long look and said softly: "If one day comes, then Vlad will be our enemy, and there is no need to hold back against the enemy."

"it is good."

Cracker nodded in agreement.

However, family is different. In this sentence, the two of them have a tacit understanding.

"Vlad, is that you?"

Grande Solo, the Golden Emperor’s lair, is the largest entertainment city in the world.

Tezzolo stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, holding a piece of information in his hand, which clearly recorded everything that happened in Mariegio last night, so he naturally knew what the flame looked like, so he Naturally, he knew who the culprit was. After all, the flames were so obvious that no one except the man named Vlad could cast them.

"Interesting, do you want to gain my trust? Vlad, you are really brave."

Tezzolo murmured to himself: "Interesting, okay, Vlad, let me see, just let me see what you can do."

Gilde Tezzolo is not a good person in the usual sense. It is not easy for him to trust a person. This has a lot to do with his experience. But today, he began to try hard to trust a person, because, that man , saying that you may not really be able to do anything extraordinary.