【Pirate】The daily life of being forced to become the King of the Sea

Shanks let go of Hawkeye slightly and looked at him suspiciously.

"A woman with arms and weapons all over her body? I don't seem to have heard of such a person in the nearby waters." Shanks said.

Beckman nodded, "Indeed. He sounds like a newcomer."

Lu was a little worried, "Boss, Chacha won't be in any danger, right?"

"You won't meet that scary woman on the road, right?" Others speculated nearby.

"These arms and weapons are difficult to obtain. Maybe this person belongs to the top forces."

Shanks was actually a little worried himself. Chacha rarely revealed her abilities. It seemed like she was just an ordinary ship repairer? This time he asked her to come over to help, but he asked her to go to the Shampoo Islands alone. It seemed that he was not thinking carefully.

Shanks drew his sword domineeringly, "Come on Hawkeye, let's duel!"

Hawkeye looked at the young man in front of him, and it seemed that he was determined to vent his anger on that girl.

Hawkeye put down the wine in his hand and walked out of the boat first, "Let's go to the jungle to fight."

Asano Cha has been floating on the sea for the sixth day. She carefully discerns the direction of the permanent pointer. She is born with a poor sense of direction and can only pay attention to the direction at all times.

She usually goes out alone in the waters near the Whitebeard Pirates, and usually follows Marco when she travels far away. This time, in addition to helping Shanks repair the ship, she also wanted to go on a long trip by herself. After all, adventure is an irresistible temptation for a pirate.

Asanocha began to take stock of the weapons in his hands. Various cold weapons and munitions and bombs. Then hide these well on your body.

Asano tea's healing ability is already stronger than that of ordinary people. The entire treatment process was completed with just a little ordinary hemostatic powder and a simple bandage. But the so-called treatment is to wait for the wound to heal on its own. Although it's still a bit inconvenient to move, it will be fine as long as the wound heals.

During the voyage, Asanocha deviated from the course due to several storms. When the storm stopped, a mirage appeared on the sea.

Asanocha took out her camera and wanted to record this strange scene. The lens focused, but she saw a ship sailing on the opposite sea. A woman holding a rose in her mouth stood on the bow. Oh no, it seemed to be a man. He clothes open.

Although she didn't know why the man was biting the rose, she still touched the weapon at her waist. The other party was a pirate ship, so she had to guard against it.

The man also noticed Asanocha. Even from a distance, Asanocha could still read the thoughts in his eyes. His beautiful eyes showed the emotion of "I am so helpless because I am so popular."

Then he flipped up his hair in distress and said, "Oh my, I'm chasing you here, so I'll reluctantly take a few more pictures for you."

Then he coquettishly changed several photo poses one after another.

Asano tea:

Asanocha looked at it silently for a while, then touched the weapon again, or else she might as well hit him.

Cavendish saw Asanocha put down the camera and said dissatisfiedly: "Why did you put down the camera? Take a picture quickly. A superstar like me has to line up with magazines to make an appointment in advance. Poppy, put my camera down quickly." Bring me the lighting board!”

His men hummed as they moved the huge lighting board, and started to scatter flowers from top to bottom. Surrounded by flowers, Cavendish was spinning in circles and doing various poses, thinking he was very handsome.

Veins began to pop out on Asanocha's forehead. Who is this peacock? He kept talking to himself. But her hands couldn't help but help him find the right angle to take pictures.

Oops, my previous professional problem of working undercover at the Navy Headquarters has returned. By the time Asano Cha reacted, he had already taken several sets of photos for the peacock.

Cavendi Xu finished his last pose without finishing it, and ordered Asanocha to show him the photos he took.

Asanocha thought that it would be better to do less than to do more, and there was no point in keeping the photo with him, so he developed it and gave it to Cavendish.

After seeing the finished film, Cavendish was greatly impressed, "Hey, what's your name? Sure enough, people look good no matter how you shoot them. This look in your eyes is amazing. It was captured well from this angle. I'm very satisfied."

Asanocha thought that this boy's painting style was indeed different from others, so the effect was indeed good.

"Mark, contact the magazine immediately and publish all these photos of me! I want girls all over the world to see this set of photos and they will all be crazy about me!"

"Yes!" The Handsome Pirates responded.

Asanocha covered his forehead helplessly. This person was really hopeless, so he shouldn't have taken the wrong route.

"Hey!" A member of the Handsome Pirate Ship patted Asano Cha's shoulder and blushed a little, "Our captain invited you to come over for dinner. Thank you just now for cooperating with our captain's performance."

Asanocha was a little shocked that there were normal people on this pirate ship. I thought everyone in their boat was of the same virtue.

The pirate scratched his nose in embarrassment, "I guess only the captain didn't understand the expression on your face just now. But don't worry, our captain is still very good. He used to be the prince of the Rommel Kingdom. And his strength is also Very strong."

Asano Cha finally remembered that he had seen Cavendish somewhere. It turned out to be in a magazine, so no wonder he looked familiar. It's not difficult to explain why he is so narcissistic. This guy seems to have quite a lot of suitors, and even Love Peach is a fan of his.

"Okay." Asanocha suddenly realized that there didn't seem to be much food on his ship.

The overall style of this guy's boat is as eye-catching as the man himself.

"Sit down wherever you like." Cavendish looked like a gorgeous nobleman even when he sat down.

Asanocha casually pulled up a chair and sat down in the restaurant. There were plates and candles on the long dining table, and there was a huge crystal chandelier above the head. It looked quite similar.

"By the way, I'm going to the Shampoo Islands now. Can you help me figure out how to get there next?" Asanocha took out the permanent pointer and map and put them on the table.

The map is full of direction signs and markings, and it’s a bit hard to see what it originally looked like.

"What are you drawing?" Cavendish asked someone to get a new map, marked her current location, and kindly told her how to go next.

"Ah, as expected, we have deviated from the course again." Asanocha said distressedly.

"So with your sense of direction, why do you want to go to sea? A little carelessness in the waters of the New World can kill people." Cavendish took a sip of wine gracefully.

Because the wound hadn't healed yet, Asanocha tied herself to a pillar during the storm, and now the wound is starting to tear a little. I still need a doctor to sew it up to feel more at ease.

"Can I borrow the doctor on your ship?" Asanocha asked.

Cavendish flipped his hair carelessly and said, "No problem."

Then he looked at Asanocha with his beautiful eyes, "Are you injured?"

Asanocha covered his wound, "There is a deep sword mark, and it seems to have become a bit serious because it was not treated properly. Please help me borrow the doctor on your ship."

"Cole, you can take a look at her later." Cavendish ordered.

"Thank you."

"So can you tell me why the photos you took are so beautiful?" Cavendish suddenly leaned forward and looked at Asanocha curiously.

Asanocha took a sip of tea slowly, "Oh, this, actually the angle of taking the photo and the overall composition of the picture are very important. Of course, we must capture the characteristics of the characters and amplify the characters' advantages."

The pirates of the Handsome Pirates quickly took out their notebooks and started taking notes, each one humbly asking for advice.

"Oh~ So that's it."

"Ms. Andre, are you interested in joining our pirate group?"

Of course, everything must be based on practice, "Let's do this. I will take another set of photos for your captain when I have time later. I can try a different style this time."

Cavendish was instantly interested, "a different style"

Asanocha: "That's right. I have seen the photos published in your magazine before, and they all have a very unified style: the character of the pirate prince. From now on, I will make you a superstar who can control different styles."

"Really?!" Cavendish threw away the flowers in his hand and immediately sat next to Asano Cha.

"This is my business card. It has my assistant's phone number on it." Asanocha winked at him.

Cavendish happily took the card. Asano Cha felt at ease: Love Peach, I will help you get here, you can handle the rest by yourself.

Soon, Cavendish and Asanocha became friends. It was a very pleasant dinner. It's been a long time since Cavendish met someone who suited his tastes so well. He can take photos, has good taste, and is good-looking. The most important thing is that this person is not as fanatical as other suitors. Although he enjoys this feeling of being surrounded by stars, sometimes he also finds it annoying. Who calls himself too charming?

After dinner, the ship's doctor of the Handsome Pirates cleaned Asanocha's wounds while Cavendish watched.

"Who in the world inflicted this wound on you?" Cavendish said seriously, "This is not like the power that ordinary pirates can cause."

Asanocha gasped in pain, "He's a senior."

Because he had been chatting for too long and was a little excited, Cavendish felt a little sleepy while waiting for her to treat the wound. Near the early hours of the morning, he yawned and couldn't help but fall asleep.

When Asanocha left the ship, she regretted why she had to be in the same room with him that night. She was ready to sleep after the ship's doctor left. Cavendish seemed like a different person at this time, floating past like a ghost and attacking her quickly.

Fortunately, she wasn't very asleep. But I subconsciously used my right arm to block it, and the wound tore open again.

Does this guy have some sort of mental illness? Asanocha complained while resisting. But you can't hurt him, you can only defend, and this guy can't let others get close at all.

So Asano Cha didn't sleep much all night, he was guarding this guy.

The next day Asanocha said goodbye to them with dark circles under her eyes, and Cavendish enthusiastically gave her a stack of signed photos.

Asanocha quickly declined, "No, no, no, no, no, leave it to the girls who need it more."

Cavendish thought she was just being polite. How could anyone not like these signed photos? "You're welcome. These signed photos are not available on the market. Of course, as my friend, these are free of charge."

He also placed special emphasis on free services.

Asanocha reluctantly took it and said goodbye to them.

It's really unlucky that the injury caused by Hawkeye hasn't healed yet, and a new wound has been added.

But soon, Asanocha once again realized what it is like to drink cold water when someone is unlucky and his teeth will get clogged.

When it was about to reach the Shampoo Islands, Asanocha's boat suffered an unprecedented violent attack. She had walked carefully around the ship.

That madman--Drought Jack!

As expected, wherever he went, not a blade of grass grew. What a madman!

Asanocha was sunk into the sea, and he managed to swim to his destination while holding on to his consciousness. Fortunately, he didn't encounter any other sea beasts along the way.

She climbed onto the shore in embarrassment, covered in blood, and everyone fled, wondering where the slave had escaped. Although she looks beautiful, no one helps her.

My stomach was bleeding continuously and it needed to be dealt with immediately.

Asanocha staggered down the street and took out the phone bug, but didn't have the strength to dial it.

Blood was dripping on the ground drop by drop. Oh no, consciousness was slowly disappearing.

The last impression Asanocha had before he fainted was: the surroundings were terribly quiet. The whole street seemed to be quiet for an instant.

Asanocha lay on the ground with his head tilted and closed his eyes. With the last of his consciousness, he expressed it as if a tall man was creeping towards her. But why is this person crawling?

"Hey, why is this person blocking the road? Hey!" The person sitting on it kicked the person lying on the ground, "Just run over."

The tall figure crawling on the ground slowly approached her.

"Wait! This person is very beautiful! I want to marry her as my tenth wife!"