I’m Sailing: The Ceiling Of Starting Power

Sea Circle Calendar 1493.

East Blue, Windmill Village.

This is a small village near the sea. The gentle sea breeze slowly drives the windmill, white clouds are floating in the sky, and there is silence between the sky and the earth.

At this time, a child who seemed to be only seven or eight years old was actually doing push-ups with difficulty.

Big beads of sweat slipped from his forehead, and he couldn't even wipe it off, so he could only breathe heavily.

What was even more surprising was that there was a boulder on the back of the child.

It is not difficult to see from his slightly trembling hands that he seems to have reached the limit, making people suspect that he will be overwhelmed by a boulder in the next second!

However, the child still clenched his teeth...

"I can't hold on to this anymore? It's only halfway through now. How did you become an elite of Marine like this?"

At this moment, a rough, steady and powerful middle-aged male voice sounded.

I saw a middle-aged brawny man walking towards the kid while clasping his nostrils.

The sturdy figure makes him look tall and powerful, especially the pupils with a sense of vicissitudes, there is a kind of mysterious, unconsciously fearful.

As he spoke, the woods were silent, and even the sound of the wind was reduced.

Hearing the brawny man's words, the little devil was obviously very unhappy. He cursed and said, "Smelly old man, Shao Te is talking coldly, do you think anyone is a monster like you?"

The brawny man seemed to be offended by the kid's attitude.

I saw him with an angry look, strode to the little devil and yelled at him

"What do you bastard say?

Is this the attitude you should have to a kind father?

How come I, Garp, have you such a bastard son! "

"Hey, just your virtue, what kind of kindness is it? Young master, I was thrown into the valley by your stinky old man from the beginning, and toss me to death every day. I am considered dead if I am not dead!"

Facing the brawny, Garp's reprimand, the little ghost not only didn't mean to be afraid, but yelled with an unhappy expression on his face.

"Idiot! Old man, that is to hone you, so that you can become the strongest Marine in the future!"

"Go to your uncle's training, go to your uncle's Marine!

It's not unusual for me to be a Marine. Brother must not be able to stand your stinky old man before leaving home.

I had known that I had followed my eldest brother and it would be better than being abused by your stinky old man now! "

"Huh! Don't mention that bastard Dorag, who actually said something stupid to change the world. Good Marine doesn't do it. He has to do something messy. Do you want to be a bastard like him?"

It seemed that the name Dorage reminded Garp of something unpleasant.

After Garp screamed at the little devil, he didn't even calm down. He almost subconsciously raised his fist and hammered the boulder on Moser's back...

"Fuck! Old smelly man, you cheated me..."

The kid was already exhausted, and his body was about to reach its limit.

Garp's punch was like the last straw to crush the camel.

For a moment, he couldn't bear it anymore, and was suddenly crushed by the stone on his back.

With a frightened expression on his face, the little ghost only had time to shout, and his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

"Oops!"

Seeing that his son was fainted by his own miss, Garp was also stunned.

It took a while before finally reacting, and hurriedly kicked away the boulder that was pressing on the imp.

"Hey! Moser, are you okay? Hey..."

Garp shook the unconscious kid up and shook it vigorously.

After checking it, I found that the little devil had just passed out, and it was not a major problem, so he was relieved.

"Really, these two are not worrying. Sooner or later, the old man will be pissed off by these two foolish sons!"

Garp couldn't help complaining while lifting the unconscious kid up.

"But it's also a skill to be able to make an old man like this, he deserves to be my Garp's son, hahahaha!!!"

Garp laughed, holding his nostril with one hand and Moser with the other, turning and leaving...

..............

I do not know how long it has been......

Moser woke up from the coma and looked around with a dazed expression.

Because of the previous heavy blow, coupled with the fact that I just woke up, I was a little confused.

So Moser was a little confused for a while.

"I remember I was cultivating before, and then... Fuck, old smelly man!!!"

After a brief period of confusion, Moser finally remembered what happened before, and subconsciously wanted to curse!

However, there were no other people in the room except him at this time, and finally he could only snorted very uncomfortably.

"This damn old bastard, the amount of training heavier day by day, really doesn't take me as a human being!"

Looking out the window, recalling what happened today, Moser felt a beeping dog in his heart.

"What evil did Laozi do in his last life, and let me travel here to suffer, alas!"

Moser sighed leisurely.

His original name was Moser, and he was not from this world.

I just fell asleep while staying up late watching anime, and when I woke up, I found myself in the world of One Piece somehow.

He also became a Marine hero, the second son of Garp the Fist.

Moser, who liked to watch One Piece, was ecstatic when he first discovered that he had crossed into the world of One Piece.

Others don't know, he still doesn't know?

The Monkey·d family is currently one of the largest family forces in the Pirate World.

Let’s start with Garp, Marine hero. Although Vice Admiral is a Vice Admiral, even Admiral, Marine’s highest combat force, must be in awe of three points.

Strength is one of the ceilings of this world.

Monkey·D·Dorag, the leader of the revolutionary army, with the goal of overthrowing the World government, is known as the most murderous criminal in the world.

This can already be called a black and white take-all.

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