I’m Selling Jars In Pirates

Chapter 571

Nafirutari muttered to himself, looking at Emporio Ivankov with somewhat complicated eyes: "Are you Snow's child? I think, I think."

"That trash is dead!"

The tone of joy is not obvious with three points, after all, Emporio Ivankov is a pirate, he is still a Marine.

"but"

Nafirutali's eyes suddenly became cold and stern, and his tone suddenly became cold: "Child, why are you a pirate? Snow, how did that bastard teach you?"

"Ahahaha, don't get me wrong, Mr. Nafirutali, don't get me wrong."

Emporio Ivankov smiled, with a very happy expression on his face, "That man, my father, he was Marine from start to finish, don't get me wrong!"

"He died to protect others until he died, but that's the only point, please don't make a mistake!"

Emporio Ivankov said very seriously: "Although I don't have a cold for Marine, and I don't believe in so-called justice, Ah, but Mr. Nafirutali, please don't doubt, please don't doubt that person, doubt Ferdinando S. Noord, this man's view of justice."

"This man was a Marine when he died. Please do not question his status as a qualified Marine. Such doubts are unnecessary.

Emporio Ivankov said.

"Yes?"

Nafirutari's voice was a little low: "The boy isn't dead, I think--.

"Yes, dead."

Emporio Ivankov smiled, it was a smile from the heart: "A long time ago, when I was very young, that man was dead and killed. Now that I think about it, I can hardly even remember his face." "That's right."

Naferutali was silent, and suddenly asked, "How was his last day?"

Even if Emporio Ivankov is a pirate, even if it is Marine, even if the two are at odds, even if the camps and positions between the two are very different, and the two are destined to fight for life and death, but even so, want to know.

Even so, Neferutari wanted to know, very much to know what the final outcome of that man, that half-blood boy, that his disciple, himself as a man's son would be.

Maybe it's the psychology of a man, a teacher, and a father. Nefrutari thought so.

"How are you?"

There is no doubt that being absent-minded in the presence of Marine is an act of death, but now he is still inevitably absent-minded.

Mom ", Mom! She was born, a very healthy boy!"

The woman's voice was loud, and the somewhat confused baby struggled to open his eyes, looking at all the strange things in front of him, his tender eyes showing a confused look.

"Let me see, and show me! That's my son!

The voices of some hurried men came in. The little baby didn't see the man's face, but thought his voice sounded kind. He didn't understand what those words meant.

"The child has been born, and you are useless! Fool!"

The woman's voice was proud, "Didn't you say don't come near me? Who let him in?"

"I'm sorry, mother, this man is fast!"

It's another person interrupting me.

"Let me see, let me see my child!"

"Mom, mom, stay away from my kids, idiot!

"boom!

That's the sound of humans being blown away.

Haha, little Emporio Ivankov, guess who I am?

In front of little Emporio Ivankov appeared a man, a dirty and untidy man, in stark contrast to the exquisite and luxurious palaces around him, and, of course, vastly different from the little boy sculpted in powder and jade.

Who is it? Little Emporio Ivankov asked himself, how could such a strange guy slip into such a heavily guarded country?

"It's me, it's dad!"

The man who was still forcing picked up the little boy and savagely rubbed him. His smudged face still loomed over his handsome appearance. The man's face was full of tears and nose, gushing out like a dam bursting.

Honestly, it's disgusting, Emporio Ivankov thinks.

However, I don't know why, it's kind and natural to think this person is the person closest to him.

...for flowers...

At this point, Emporio Ivankov knew who this man was. This voice was heard a few years ago. I felt such warmth at the time. "Asshole, I said it! Stay away from my lovely brother!

"boom!

The tall man rushed out from nowhere, kicked the man away, grabbed his slender body gently, and looked at the man lying on the ground with cold eyes.

"Wu Hahahaha!"

The man lying on the ground didn't look depressed at all. He just smiled and his eyes turned into crescent moons. Emporio Ivankov looks exactly like Dad when he was a kid!

"Go away! Fool!"

"Why are you so persistent?"

The little boy tilted his head and asked, in front of him is a man who has always been dirty, why are you so obsessed with me, we have only met once!

"Even if I am your child, without family ties, am I worthy of seeing you again?"

The little boy spoke like a child at all. His tone was very serious.

"Wu ha ha ha ha!

The man sat on the ground and smiled, not wanting to answer Emporio Ivankov.

"Why are you laughing?"

Emporio Ivankov was a little surprised.

"Nothing, just someone once told me that when I'm overwhelmed, sad, confused, I laugh out loud, or at least it's less confusing."

The man laughed.

"what?"

Emporio Ivankov · A little surprised, are people in this world with problems with brain circuits? I always find it difficult to communicate.

"Wu ha ha ha ha!

The man gently rubbed Emporio Ivankov's head and smiled: "Emporio Ivankov, because I'm a father. To be honest, I'm not ready to be a father. Your arrival is indeed a bit abrupt to me, but, Uh, Emporio Ivankov, thank you."

Emporio Ivankov looked up a little surprised.

"Thank you." Again,

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