The chaotic journey that a pirate begins

It's really strange, why didn't the other party catch up?

Are we just going to let Newgate, who possesses the Shock Fruit, leave? It’s too hasty!

"What's wrong, Dongling?"

He shook his head slightly, turned his head and met Newgate's eyes, and said lightly

"Maybe I'm just a little sensitive, don't worry."

Looking into the distance, the ship of the Roberts Pirates came into view.

"Captain! Newgate and the others are back!"

The lookout personnel had spotted the two men from a distance and shouted to the deck.

Roberts was delighted when he heard this and asked hurriedly.

"There are pursuers!"

After raising the telescope in his hand and confirming it again and again, the lookout said again.

"not at all!"

I thought that the return of the two men might bring a group of pursuers, but now it seems that I am too worried.

Roberts exclaimed with relief.

"Young ones, it's time to welcome Newgate and the others!"

"oh oh!!"

The small boat docked at the side of the pirate ship, and after carrying all the food and medicine to the deck, the two Donglings also boarded the deck one after another.

Roberts walked slowly, his steady steps appeared to be rapid, and he patted Dongling hard on the back.

Grinning, he said.

"We really have yours! Those supplies are enough for our entire ship to last for a month."

Dongling asked calmly with an extremely calm face.

"Let's reach the next island."

"Absolutely enough!"

"That's good."

The waves rolling in from afar slapped against the bottom of the sailboat. Sometimes there are even splashes of water droplets hitting the deck.

The night was slightly cool, and everyone on the boat had fallen asleep.

Today is Tangling's turn to keep vigil, leaning on the railing of the bow of the ship, looking at the dark sea in the distance.

Gently wiping the sea water that fell on his face, Dong Ling came back to his senses.

"What are you thinking about again?"

Dongling knew who was coming without looking.

He whispered softly.

“A little bit cold”

"Really."

There was a moment of silence between the two of them. They stretched out their hands to catch the splashing sea water in their hands. Dongling took a deep breath and spoke again.

"Newgate, what are our plans next?"

As he pondered, Newgate beside him suddenly smiled inexplicably.

"Let's enter the new world first!"

Talking about the new world, Dongling suddenly thought that the man in front of him seemed to be born on an island in the new world.

asked.

"Newgate, what a place the New World is."

Newgate laughed wildly at the sound of waves escaping.

"The new world, that's hell, or so"

"Heaven?"

"Yes."

Snowflakes were falling slowly from the sky, and the cold weather made pedestrians tighten their cotton-padded jackets involuntarily.

He stretched out his frozen palms and tremblingly picked up the vodka on his waist.

After taking a sip, the man let out a sigh of relief.

A slight blush gradually appeared on her cheeks, and the hot breath she exhaled was clearly visible, and the falling snowflakes seemed to be melted by the white air.

Warmth gradually rose on the body, but within a moment, the skin was invaded by coolness again.

His body suddenly trembled, he let out a breath of cold air, and picked up the drink in his hand again.

Pour it into your mouth, but

"Eh? No more?"

Somewhat unbelievably, the man stood the bottle upright.

Looking at the wine that fell to the mouth of the wine bottle and was slowly frozen by the cold.

The man immediately thrust his tongue into his mouth, still not satisfied.

"damn it!"

The man cursed, then glanced around and noticed a tavern not far away.

His face was filled with joy, and he quickened his pace towards the tavern.

Solid steps stepped on the thick snow, making crunching sounds from time to time.

Pushing open the door of the tavern, a sweltering heat hit my face.

Walking up to the front desk amid the hustle and bustle.

"Hey! Here's a bottle of vodka!"

"Sorry, no more!"

"Huh? You're not doing business anymore!"

The bartender sighed. This was the first time he had seen such an alcoholic. He took out a glass of whiskey behind him and placed it on the table.

"We only have whiskey now. If you don't like drinking, go somewhere else!"

"cut!"

The man snorted, but still picked up the drink on the table and sipped it carefully in his mouth.

The man asked, noticing the newspaper on the table.

"Hey! What's the big news recently!"

The bartender who was putting away the glasses in his hands glanced at him and said calmly.

"See for yourself."

Pick up the newspaper on the table in your hand and unfold it.

The man frowned slightly, but said calmly.

"Is it 'Iron Wall' again?"

Putting the cup in his hand on the shelf, the bartender sighed.

"Yes, 'Whitebeard' Edward Newgate! And 'Demon Sword' Dongling!"

"In the past four years since their debut, these two people have really become influential figures."

After pondering, the bartender looked at the guests chatting freely in the store and said again.

"Every day we visit the store, the customers are different, but in the past four years, the most talked about topics are basically about the Iron Wall duo."

The man at the front desk was already drunk and alone. He picked up the newspaper in his hand and spoke drunkenly without any words.

"I've been listening to the 'Iron Wall' for four years, and I don't know what happened to the navy in the past four years. I haven't caught them yet."

Having said this, the man took a drink.

A man walked slowly not far away, with a red face and swaying body. Even from a few meters away, the smell of alcohol on his body could not be concealed.

Where the left arm used to be, there is now only an empty sleeve.

With a bang, the one-armed man fell to the ground and stood up with difficulty while holding on to the front desk.

Sitting on the chair at the front desk, he snorted softly, and Sen Leng's murderous aura suddenly broke out!

Whether it was intentional or not, the entire tavern became quiet at this moment.

You can smell the dropper!

Looking disdainfully at the man who was mocking the navy just now, he said in a deep voice.

"You think they're easy to deal with?"

I ordered a glass of vodka at the front desk and drank it slowly.

Someone recognized the identity of the one-armed man and said in a panic.

"It's him! The killer of Beihai! Brox!!"

"I heard he is a master of the dual-sword style! But he has been missing for three years."

"Yeah, I thought he retired or died. I didn't expect to see him here today."

His eyes full of anger glanced at everyone until everyone shut up, and he spoke again.

"Unless our headquarters dispatches a lieutenant general or above, it is absolutely impossible to defeat those two people in a head-on battle!"

Someone asked tremblingly.

"What about a sneak attack?"

"Bah! How do you think I lost my arm? Do you think 'Iron Wall' is just for others to call you? If the two of them join forces, there is no need to think about what's going on behind the scenes!"

Roaring, Brooks threw the object in his hand to the ground and said angrily.

"In that moment, when I faced them! I fucking regretted my decision!"

On May 8, 1467, in the year 1467, Dongling and Newgate entered the Grand Line with the Roberts Pirates.

On July 12, 1468, the year 1468, they were attacked by warships led by Rear Admirals Zefa and Garp, but managed to escape.

On December 13, 1468, Haiyuan calendar, we encountered the Babao navy.

Haiyuan calendar year 1469

On March 9, 1470 in the Haiyuan calendar, we prepared to go to Kongdao.

Haiyuan calendar year 1470,

"Squeak!"

The door to the room was gently pushed open, and he slowly put down the pen in his hand and looked towards the door.

After opening the door and entering, looking at the notes being written on the table, Newgate spoke.

"Writing a voyage diary again."

"Some things must be written down. Maybe they can be used as souvenirs in the future."

With that said, Dongling picked up the pen on the table again. Whisper to.

"Wait a mininute."

"Donngling! What on earth did you do during the four days you were left alone!!"

Roberts rushed into Dongling's room, slammed the newspaper in his hand on the table, and asked anxiously.

"Do you know what you did!"

Calmly, Dongling replied.

"of course I know."

At this time, the pen in his hand also stopped, and I saw what was written on the note.

On September 8th, year 1470, we successfully snatched the gold from the sky in the waters of Brooklyn! !