[One Piece] The White Wolf of the Red Foss

Beckman had already guessed the result of Akales and Shanks shopping together, and he was also prepared to see a bunch of useless things.

But no matter what, he didn't expect that the two of them would bring back a wounded little monkey.

The little monkey was quite human, and stayed quietly on Shanks' shoulder, even though he was injured, he didn't cry out.

Hal used the shipyard's spare medical kit to bandage the little monkey's wound. Shanks explained what happened just now with a smile, and showed the things they bought one by one.

Besides the fishing rod, there was the dinner that Lackey had said, some scattered snacks, and finally the most important thing—a large black cloth.

"Use this for the Pirate Flag!" Shanks opened his hands to show off the fabric, "Yaka and I also bought the paint!"

Selling black flags will be strictly prohibited on some islands where the navy is stationed, but this is the teak island without a navy, where many pirates build ships and set sail.

For example, the cloth used for the black flag, the paint that does not fade when wet with water, and the brushes are also rare and common items sold on the island.

When it came to deciding on the pattern of the flag, Beckman, who was usually serious, smiled, and Lackey came to the table actively, "Boss, have you decided to draw something?"

"Of course he must be handsome!" Shanks confidently picked up the pen and paper handed over by Akales and began to express the thoughts in his head seriously.

The shipyard was quiet, and the noisy hammering just now disappeared.

Hal and the little monkey approached curiously, and Auston, who was still strengthening the hull in the distance, also put down his things and strolled over casually.

"Absolutely a handsome skeleton! Then...the bone on the back is not handsome, it needs to be replaced..."

While explaining to everyone, while seriously drawing sketches, Shanks didn't realize that as he drew more and more strokes, all the people who were standing by and watching were far away from him.

A person who can draw Akales as a sea king, why expect him to draw the pirate flag?Not even the captain!

"As Shanks said, draw a new one." Beckman said with a vicissitudes of life, "Just listen to his explanation, we don't need to refer to the sketch."

"I don't know how to draw." Yakales said sincerely.

"I haven't touched painting before." Lackey shook his head, and the three of them faced each other away from Shanks and formed a small circle to whisper.

Hal and the little monkey wrapped in rice dumplings opened bright and ignorant eyes at the same time, looking at Shanks for a while, and then at the small circle for a while.

In the end, Hal poked Shanks, who was immersed in the painting, "That...boss," he also followed Lackey and Ivan to call Shanks' boss, "I think you want to look back?"

Shanks raised his head, looked behind him strangely, and then his face instantly collapsed, "Hey! What are you three doing there? I'm drawing the pirate flag!"

"Shanks, the pirate flag you drew is ugly!" Beckman said bluntly, without showing any mercy, "If it gets published in the newspapers, it will be ridiculed by the whole world."

"No, I don't want to be ridiculed by the whole world!" Lackey shook his head immediately after Beckman spoke, expressing his determination decisively.

Akales avoided Shanks' eyes, and stared at a place in a daze.

This is completely different from his attitude towards Shanks all the time. Even if he doesn't speak, Shanks can understand what Yaka means.

"It's obviously cool..." Shanks looked at his draft and muttered pitifully, like an aquatic plant planted in the desert, he sank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Akales flicked his tail slightly, a little unbearable, and he even began to waver, as if he wanted to leave Beckman's camp and support Shanks.

But before he could move his feet, an obvious cough attracted everyone's attention.

Alston clenched his right hand and put it near his mouth, coughing as if he was about to cough out his trachea.

The very innocent Shanks immediately asked worriedly: "Auston, are you going to die?"

"You are the one who is going to die!!!" Oston was ignited, these pirates really can't speak!But who let him have a lot of adults, so don't care too much about them.

After tidying up his collar, Alston inadvertently parted the hair around his ears back, and took the pen clipped from his ears down.

"I heard you guys talking just now, so I accidentally drew it!" With his other hand, he raised a small wooden board, on which a pattern was drawn with a black pen.

The grinning skeleton, with two identical swords on its back, is not much different from what Shanks just described.

"Wow, it looks like my painting!" Shanks was the closest, he ran over, put his horrible painting and Auston's painting together, and then nodded with certainty, "It's really similar! "

"Fart! I'm much better at drawing than you!!" Alston took back his wooden board, straightened his collar again, coughed lightly, and evoked a confident smile, "Don't admire me too much, you should know , an excellent boatman always needs some basic skills when designing drawings."

"Anyway, it's about the same as I imagined!" Shanks smiled, and was not angry because of the other party's denial.

It's pretty similar to the grinning skeleton on The Pirate Flag.

"This is really good." Beckman and Lackey also came over and expressed their affirmation.

"Of course, I'm the most powerful boatman on the island!" Auston satisfied his vanity, and raised his tail to the sky again, "If you promise me one condition, I will help you draw the pattern on the pirate flag!"

"Okay!" Shanks nodded without thinking, and then he was forcibly slapped to the ground by Beckman's slap on the back of the head.

"Ugh... bah bah bah" Shanks, who didn't understand what was wrong with him at all, took a few sips, blowing away the sawdust he had accidentally sucked into his mouth.

Beckman ignored him, but looked at Oston seriously, "You can talk about it first."

"You need to take me with you!" The words were not surprising, and Oston startled everyone when he opened his mouth.

Especially Hal, his surprised voice startled the little monkeys next to him.

"Auston!! Are you kidding me?" Hal ran to Auston's side, staring at this friend who grew up with him with wide eyes.

Instead of looking at people with his nostrils upturned, the other party looked serious, "I'm serious, but I'm only walking with you, not joining!"

"Where do you want to go?" Beckman asked.

"I planned to leave this island a long time ago," Alston gritted his teeth, and said, "I'm going to find the man who abandoned his wife and son, knock him down with my own hands, and tell him that his wife has died. If he dies, his son will no longer be his son!"

The talented shipbuilder on Teak Island has his own ideas. From the day his mother regretfully passed away, he knew what he would do in the future. Every moment, he was thinking that he was going to find that man and take it hard Fist him down.

But he didn't find a suitable ship until he became an adult. Some pirates have no ambitions and just want to hang out in the East China Sea. Some pirates seem to be not people to get along with.

As for Shanks and the others, after so many days of contact, he also saw a lot of what he wanted to see clearly.

"In exchange, until I find that man, I will be in charge of maintaining your ship!"

"Okay, it happens that we don't have a boatman." Shanks nodded readily.

"Hmph, don't think too much, I won't join your pirate group, I'll be a temporary partner at best!" Alston snorted coldly, avoiding Shanks' overly bright smile.

No matter how you think about it, it's a good deal, and Beckman didn't object, and Laki and Akales even obeyed the captain's orders.

The only person present who still had some objections was Hal who was still unable to extricate himself from surprise, "O, Auston...you...do you want to think about it again...it's very dangerous!"

"I've thought about it a long time ago," Oston patted him on the shoulder, "If I can find him, I'll beat him up, and if I can't find him, I'll die outside!"

"But...but..." Hal wanted to say something else.

Auston interrupted him, "Okay, it's not like you don't know, no one can change what I've decided!" He rolled up his sleeves, "Yo Xi, let's start drawing the pirate flag!"

"Okay! I want to paint too!!" Shanks raised his hand excitedly, but was suppressed by Beckman before he got the brush.

Reliable Beckman, with a responsible attitude towards the pirates, stopped the captain's behavior that he wanted to participate in. Their pirates will be famous for the great route in the future.

The Pirate Flag is the face of the entire pirate group, so there must be no mistakes!

Being questioned one after another about his painting ability, Shanks puffed up his cheeks in dissatisfaction, broke free from Beckman's shackles, and turned to find another figure.

He is confident that even if Beckman and Lackey deny his level, Akales will never deny him!

Akales stood not far from them, bent down and picked up the sketch drawn by Shanks on the ground, and patted off the wood chips stuck to it with his slender fingers, his movements were patient and gentle.

His beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, reflecting an illusory tenderness, as if what he was looking at at the moment was not a graffiti that was despised by everyone, but something very important to him.

In Akales' view, Shanks's painting is actually okay, but the lines are too trembling, which makes the whole picture abstract. The two swords are like enchanting water plants in the sea, with twists and turns, and the skeleton seems to be frightening. look the same.

While they were all attracted by Auston, Akales put the sketch on the side of his waist and made a gesture, which just covered the original scar on his waist.

Whether to imprint the last pirate flag or the pattern drawn by Shanks himself, Akales already has the answer in his heart.

Shanks put his hand on the straw hat, feeling the rough lines on it with his palm, and then pressed hard, the brim of the hat covered his sight and covered most of his face.

The smile became gentle for an instant, and then became bright and sunny again when the brim of the hat was raised. Shanks smiled and watched Oston show off his painting skills.

Under the opponent's hands, on the originally pitch-black black flag, a future symbolizes many things. Once it appears, the pirate flag that can scare off countless pirates gradually takes shape.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-09-0122:43:58~2020-09-0222:17:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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