Comic series: Starting from Pirates to Cultivate the True Self

When Marco heard Ace's complaints, he immediately covered his stomach and laughed. After laughing for a long time, he reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes and said with a sob:

"So, Katakuri's brain is not very good.

Well, they are all a bit crazy anyway."

Suddenly Marco seemed to have thought of something, looked at Ace, and asked in confusion:

"That's not right. You just said that when he was going to kill your family, you actually wanted to lead him?"

Ace put on a matter-of-fact look, nodded and said seriously:

"Yeah, he can't beat my family anyway, so it would be really fun if he really went!"

Seeing Ace's expression, Marco pouted, rubbed his smooth chin, and began to think.

Judging from Ace's confident tone, he doesn't seem indifferent to family affection. He wouldn't sell out his family's trash just to save his own life. Moreover, when Ace mentioned his family, he was obviously proud.

In addition, Ace had just fought with Katakuri, so he must have some understanding of Katakuri's strength.

Since Ace thinks Katakuri can't beat his family, then it must be true.

Just when Marco was about to ask Ace who his family members were,

"boom!"

A firework exploded in the sky, and then the flames formed a huge flag of the Spade Pirates.

Ace saw the firework, stood up and dusted himself off, muttering curses.

"You guys, dare you be any slower! Why don't you wait for me? You're firing signal guns when you're shot dead! A bunch of bastards!"

Then he turned around and said to Marco, who was also looking up at the sky, with a smile:

"Thanks for this time! My companions are calling me, so I'll leave now."

After saying that, Ace walked towards the direction of the fireworks. Marco was stunned for a moment, and quickly caught up with Ace.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm here to invite you on board on behalf of my father!"

"I refuse! I don't want to join other forces. I want to make a name for myself in this ocean with my own strength!"

Ace kept walking, waving his hands and shouting with great enthusiasm,

Marco looked at Ace, who was bruised and ragged, as if he was looking at an idiot. His eyes twitched involuntarily.

If I hadn’t just seen with my own eyes that you were about to be beaten to death, I would have almost believed it!

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Marco rolled his eyes, continued to chase after him, and asked a little unconfidently:

"Hey, I say, don't you know who I am and what I represent?"

"I know. Your name is Marco, your bounty is 13 billion Baileys, and you're the captain of the Whitebeard Pirates. I'm not an idiot."

Marco was at a loss. If he really let Ace go like this, his father would definitely not blame him when he returned, but the other guys would definitely laugh at him.

In order to avoid becoming the topic of their drunken conversation, Marco's eyes rolled around.

Suddenly, with a hint of pleading, he said:

"Hey, Ace, I saved you just now after all! Just consider it as doing me a favor and stay here for a few more days until my dad gets here.

You talk to him in person, and I will have completed my mission, what do you think?"

Ace thought about it. He couldn't beat Marco anyway. When Marco saved him just now, his hands turned into wings. This guy could probably fly.

That meant that it would be difficult to escape, and besides, the person had just saved his life.

He immediately nodded and agreed.

Afterwards, Ace and Marco, after meeting up with Deuce and the others, held a heartless bonfire party. On the way, members of Marco's First Squad also came over.

So the two groups came together and held a happy and lively banquet for several days.

During this period, due to their personalities, the friendship between Ace and Marco quickly heated up and they became friends.

Friendships between men are formed so unreasonably and so quickly!

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In the early morning after another all-night revelry, Marco, who was still sober, sat on the ground, holding a bottle of wine in one hand. He glanced around at the people lying drunk and snoring on the ground, and said with a contemptuous smile:

"Oh, a bunch of little idiots!"

Then he turned sideways to face the sea, stretched out his legs, yawned, slowly stretched his body, and was about to go to bed.

Then I saw a huge sailing ship shaped like a whale appear on the horizon where the sun was slowly rising, and it was heading quickly towards the island.

Marco recognized the identity of the ship just by its outline. It was the Whitebeard Pirates' ship, the Moby Dick!

So Markel grabbed Ace's shoulders, shook him hard, and shouted:

"Wake up, Ace, wake up quickly, my dad and the others are about to arrive!"

Maybe Ace's alcohol tolerance was really not good. Marco shook him for a long time but failed to wake him up. The Moby Dick was about to dock.

He quickly picked up an empty bowl on the ground, ran to the beach, scooped up a large bowl of sea water, then returned to Ace and poured it over him.

Ace, who was sleeping, suddenly shuddered, opened his hazy eyes, looked at Marco without focus, and asked confusedly:

"It's raining?"

"Ace, my dad is here!"

At this time, Ace was obviously still in a confused state of being awake but still asleep. When he heard Marco's words, he turned his head and looked towards the shore.

The huge sailing ship with the Whitebeard pirate flag had already approached the shore and lowered the landing ladder.

Leading the way was a tall, burly old man with a snow-white beard that looked like a crescent moon. He held a huge naginata in his hand and casually wore an old-fashioned white coat.

He was not wearing anything underneath, revealing his well-defined muscles with a long scar on them, instantly giving him the image of a wild, rugged and tough guy.

Following respectfully behind him, a dozen captains of various types from the Whitebeard Pirates, the overwhelming momentum of this Pirate Emperor was fully stretched!

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Seeing that Ace was no longer unconscious, Marco stopped paying attention to him and came to Whitebeard to report to him how he saved Ace from Katakuri.

When Marco finished speaking, Whitebeard also walked up to Ace.

He looked down at the young man who was sitting on the ground and was obviously still a little drunk.

He bowed slightly, stretched out his right hand, and said with a big laugh:

"Kulalalalalala, little boy, come and be my son!"

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