One Piece, the world belongs to you

Hearing the young man's rejection, everyone in the Whitebeard Pirates suddenly cried out:

"Huh? Why..." This is a frustrated and frustrated lateral forward bend.

"I'm telling you, being a pirate is awesome!" This is an attempt to poach someone and take action.

"Be free, don't need to be bound by any rules, don't have to be pretentious, don't have to worry about image..." This is why I feel that poaching is possible and I succeed in saying that I am moved.

"That's right, that's right! You're such a loyal person, why do you have to be a navy?!" Even though he was disgusted by his brother's words, he still felt the same.

Marco couldn't help but laugh when he saw the brothers acting like weirdos who deceived children. So almost immediately he was discovered by the brothers and looked at him with accusing eyes. He had no choice but to say to Mo Zixiao sincerely: "Yes, come on the boat, brothers all want to be with you."

The blond man looked at the silver-haired young man, his eyebrows curved, and he smiled helplessly, but his eyes were full of gentleness.

Like an elder brother who really dotes on his younger brother, he is forced to issue an invitation based on the wishes of the naughty children. The entire Whitebeard Pirates are the most sincere family members.

Whitebeard sitting aside watched this scene, squinting and smiling happily.

Mo Zixiao remained expressionless: "No, I have my responsibility." He paused, as if remembering something, and there was gentle attachment in his eyes: "Besides, the smelly old man will not agree."

The light silver, tied up long hair swayed gently in the soft sunlight, as if stirring the attachment in the silver-gray eyes, and the young man's usually expressionless face became extraordinarily gentle, as if he only had to stand here, The world will become gentle - how did he realize that this guy is damn good-looking.

Marco couldn't help but be stunned.

"Hey, this is very difficult to handle. Luck is still so good during the Warring States Period... That's all, it's a pity." Whitebeard's depressed voice broke this beautiful picture.

Mo Zixiao pursed his lips and looked at the six-meter-tall old man in front of him: "Yeah."

From this point of view, he is actually very old and full of water. The muscles are still as sharp as a knife, but they are covered with scars. Whitebeard, the strongest man in the world, is over seventy years old...

But it was such an old man, scarred and riddled with diseases, who held up the sky for this boatload of villains who had been abandoned by the world, and gave them a home.

You call him daddy and he will use all his tenderness for you.

"However, I also make a promise to you. As long as you want, I will always open the door!" The old man said domineeringly, as proudly as a child.

Mo Zixiao looked at the old man with a complicated expression and bowed sincerely: "Thank you."

He deserves to be called daddy.

Stand up straight. Mo Zixiao looked at everyone on Whitebeard's boat and bowed deeply again.

"Thank you for taking care of me this month."

Looking at the serious Mo Zixiao, everyone who had been wailing like a joke just now suddenly felt embarrassed: "Ah, don't say that, we will beat you up in a month."

Those who scratch their heads scratch their heads, those who laugh naively. In the eyes of a group of outsiders, the vicious pirate is like a nest of shy fools.

"I beat them all back." Mo Zixiao looked at Whitebeard's group seriously and said solemnly.

So, thank you when you should, and you don’t have to be embarrassed!

Whitebeard Pirates: ...I'm offended.

"Please leave gracefully, thank you."

Get out of here! ! !

Mo Zixiao was scolded inexplicably:?

"Gla la la la, go ahead, kid. There is a time limit for naval missions, right?" Seeing his sons deflated, Whitebeard smiled unkindly. As a top pirate who has spent most of his life battling wits and courage with the navy, he still has some common sense that naval missions have time limits.

Mo Zixiao acquiesced and walked towards the motorcycle that had just been placed on the sea by the enthusiastic Whitebeard gang. Fortunately, the Whitebeard gang were not greedy for money, otherwise the motorcycle given by Kizaru would most likely be confiscated.

"...Um, take care of yourself." Marco stood on the edge of the deck, scratched his head, and said to the silver-haired young man after a moment of hesitation.

Mo Zixiao nodded to Marco, got on his sea motorcycle, turned around and said to the Whitebeard Pirates who were about to see him off, "Goodbye, everyone."

"Bye! Help us take good care of Ace!" Although it was a bit regretful that he didn't make any moves, everyone in the Whitebeard Pirates was a well-known man on the sea, and they only had smiles on their faces when leaving.

Mo Zixiao nodded, started the sea motorcycle, and rushed out in the direction of the Ace Life Card. The speed was astonishing, and it quickly turned into a silver stream of light and disappeared in everyone's eyes.

Mo Zixiao squinted his eyes against the pressure of the wind.

Ace, I'm here for you.

You are not Roger's child...

On the other side, the blue pheasant was riding a bicycle, moving "slowly" on the sea. He picked up the phone in his hand and dialed, and the person on the other end quickly picked up the call.

"This is the Navy Headquarters, I am Sengoku!"

……

Mo Zixiao wandered around the sea for nearly a month, and finally met Ace's speedboat at the border of Alabasta...

Mo Zixiao, who breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the rolling yellow sand of Alabasta and frowned in a rare way.

I really hate the dirty weather...

A certain general walked into Alabasta with frowning eyebrows, and holding the life card of a certain Fire Fist, he secretly decided:

Well, when you find Ace, you must beat him first!

Ace, who was looking for Blackbeard, sneezed: "Aqin! Who missed me? Dad? Or Marco?" After rubbing his nose, Ace quickly put the question behind him: "No matter what. It’s important to find Blackbeard! That bastard actually dared to kill his companions!”

The indignant Ace shook his head and walked forward...

Mo Zixiao, who just used his ability to follow the direction of the life card to find Ace:.

Isn't this kid stupid? Why are you still talking to yourself?

How about...a gentle beating for a while?

duang!

Ace bumped into Mo Zixiao who was deep in thought.

Mo Zixiao: ...Forget it, this kid deserves a beating.

You didn't even see me so close! What if I don't deserve a beating? ! !

"It hurts! Who?!" Ace, who didn't know that the nightmare was coming, rubbed his nose that was pretending to hurt. His eyes flashed with saline and he looked up, only to see the big devil standing in front of him with the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Mo Zixiao ?!”

"Yeah." Mo Zixiao rolled his eyes and showed a harmless smile - just like that night when the quilt was torn.

So, Ace, who didn't know what was going on, looked at Mo Zixiao's smiling face and enlarging fists in horror...

One minute later...

Mo Zixiao clapped his hands with satisfaction. Ace lay on the ground and looked at Mo Zixiao with a look of resentment, full of resentment and accusations: "What are you doing?! (What are you going to do?!) "

It's so weird that you beat him up when you come up? ! !

Mo Zixiao was silent for a moment, expressionless: "Relax."

Ai·Zhen·Punching Bag·S:! ! ! !