Pirates: Stick to Justice

"Hey, judges, would you like to try my seafood stew?"

A slightly frivolous voice came from behind Elizabeth, and then a man with an airplane head walked out. There was a scar around the corner of his eye and a yellow scarf around his neck.

He held a large plate of stew in his hand, exuding a rich aroma.

Gion's eyes narrowed slightly, the man in front of him was not a good person.

“I never expected that I would be able to taste cuisine from the New World.”

Baichuan sighed, of course he knew the man in front of him. Baichuan had already seen the reward order for Sachi, the captain of the fourth division of the Whitebeard Pirates.

"Hey, hey, please spare me. I came here secretly. Now I'm just participating in the competition as a chef."

Saatchi waved his hand to indicate that he meant no harm and that he really regarded himself as a chef.

"If you came here in a big way, I wouldn't care who you are, I would have arrested you long ago."

Bai Chuan had noticed this guy a long time ago and even found someone to confirm it several times.

"Haha, come and try my cooking. In this aspect, I am confident that I will not lose to anyone."

When Sachi saw that Bai Chuan had no intention of taking action, he also lowered his guard. This time it was mainly to compete in cooking skills, and it would be best if he could not fight.

Place the stew on the judges' table and give each person a small bowl.

The aroma is rich and the soup is delicate. Just from the appearance, it is very appetizing.

The meat melts in your mouth, and your mouth is filled with fresh juice every time you chew it. The slightly numb and spicy flavor constantly stimulates Shirakawa's taste buds.

"good to eat"

Elizabeth's cooking is like a boxing arena, where people can vent their emotions and feel a hearty pleasure.

And Sachi's cuisine is like the warm spring, which seems to melt people into it.

Several other judges were also intoxicated. The flames that had just been ignited by the offensive cooking were all smoothed down, like a cat being stroked.

Even Gion couldn't help but eat more, which shows how delicious this dish is.

"It's pretty good, this is my specialty."

Saatchi smiled. As a chef, he was very happy that the food he cooked could be liked by others.

“10分”“9分”“10分”“9分”“9分”

A total of 47 points, one point higher than Elizabeth.

Baichuan was satisfied. He had eaten a lot of good food this time, and he said some harsh words.

"After the game, return to the new world as soon as possible, otherwise I may lose control."

"clear"

Sachi nodded and left. He had heard of Shirakawa's reputation. This guy would dare to use the Yonko as bait.

The subsequent chefs basically didn’t have much surprise. The food they made was delicious, but they always felt like something was missing.

There were three final winners, Saatchi, Elizabeth, and a chef from the Long Hand Clan.

The competition is officially over, and the carnival in the food town has begun.

Each household has carefully prepared delicacies placed in front of the door, all free for passers-by to taste.

This opportunity only comes once a year, and the largest number of guests in front of the door means that life will be better in the future.

Many people were too hungry to walk, so Nabe and the others also ran to the summer area to play. The food there was mainly ice cream and other desserts.

Shirakawa and Gion walked on Spring Island full of cherry blossoms, and the environment was very romantic and beautiful.

"You really decided"

With indescribable emotions, Bai Chuan felt that the atmosphere here was too ambiguous. He should have gone to Winter Island, where it would be cooler.

"My strength has not changed in 10 years. Even if I have to work for 10 years, it is still worth it."

Gion also sensed something was wrong in the atmosphere, but she didn't care about it. External objects could not shake her mind at all.

Bottlenecks exist for everyone. If you can make progress as long as you work hard, then there will be a lot of Yonko in the world. In many cases, you have to admit that in any field, it all depends on talent.

Seeing that my strength has not changed for many years, no matter how hard I try, it has no effect. Even due to age, disease and other factors, my physical endurance is getting lower and lower, leading to a disguised decline in strength.

For these strong men, this situation is indeed a great pain, and the extreme ones would even rather die on the battlefield.

Looking at Gion, a woman who wants to be strong, Shirakawa really doesn't know what to say. In his opinion, she is already strong enough. As a woman, it is not good for her to push herself too hard.

"Let's go back to the base. Let me explain in advance that I cannot guarantee that you will become the number one swordsman in the future."

Hawkeye is only in his early 30s, very young, and there will definitely be room for improvement in the future. Shirakawa is very worried about Gion.

"Only try your best"

Jinpilao stood in front of him, not trying to see how he would know the result.

Late at night, Nabe and the others had finished recuperating their bodies, and only Shirakawa and Gion were left in the bedroom.

The dim lights and quiet environment make people wonder.

Gion was lying on the bed at this moment, with the graceful curve of his back clearly visible. His two slender and straight legs were very attractive. His head was buried in the pillow, still somewhat ashamed.

"here we go"

Shirakawa pursed his dry lips and slowly put his hands on Gion's white and tender feet, his little heart skipping a beat.

Green light lights up, and the vitality slowly invades all the tissues in the ankle and begins to promote cell division and development.

The hot and itchy feeling continued to spread from the bare feet throughout the body, causing Gion to bite his lips and move his feet slightly.

"Don't move."

I held down my warm and smooth calf. I don’t know how hard it was for me, but I moved around to increase the difficulty. If I couldn’t beat you, I would slap you...

Shirakawa glanced at Gion's butt with some guilty conscience. He had evil intentions but not courage.

"Gion, if you feel uncomfortable in any way, please tell me in advance."

"We start with the limbs first and move on to the body step by step, lasting three hours a day, so that the burden on the body will not be too heavy."

"And try not to interrupt this process until complete strengthening is completed."

Gion lowered his head slightly, finally understanding what he meant.

"By the way, from now on you can teach Nabe how to use swordsmanship here. She likes you very much."

"When there is nothing else, every morning is training time. If you are bored, you can exercise with everyone."

"If you need anything, you can ask Tina. She is very reliable."

Bai Chuan kept saying some irrelevant words to divert some of his attention, otherwise he would be physically unable to bear it.

After finally getting through three hours, he was covered in sweat and quickly took a cold shower.

Gion also returned to the next room with some weak legs. It used to be Kaku's room and had a separate bathroom. Now it was occupied by her, and Kaku was arranged to live with Smoker.

Strengthening the body is a test of will and feelings for both of them.