Cheng Cheng raised his head and looked up at the burly old man sitting in front of him.

He didn't want to look up, but this white-bearded old man with a crescent moon was too tall, even if he was sitting at the moment, he was almost as tall as a basketball basket, just looking at this old man, he could feel the oppression like a mountain.

Before seeing Whitebeard, Cheng Cheng had already tried his best to increase the pressure brought by this man, but when he really faced this man who was recognized as the strongest man in the world, his heart still beat involuntarily.

The domineering on their bodies with white beards and red hair gave Cheng Cheng two completely different feelings.

Shanks is kingly, usually the gentle breath of a humble gentleman, and only domineering when it is critical.

And Whitebeard is completely domineering, even if he sits quietly, the overlord aura can give people great pressure.

It's just that the man, who is currently known as a living legend, now also shows a tired look on his face, and his whole body is plugged with drips and oxygen tubes.

Cheng Cheng couldn't help but sigh with emotion, the years are not spared, and the heroes are inevitably late!

Cheng Cheng took a deep breath and silently ran the breath of water, which calmed the chaotic heart a little, and he smiled indifferently: "I am Ace's eldest brother Cheng Cheng, and I wrote you a letter some time ago, I don't know if you received it."

Whitebeard suddenly realized, and said heartily: "It turned out to be you!" Since you are Ace's eldest brother, then you can call me daddy, you are an excellent young man like Ace, otherwise ordinary people simply can't withstand the domineering of this kid with red hair.

Cheng Cheng suddenly rolled his eyes, "I don't have the habit of calling people daddy casually, your precious son quota, let's leave it to others!" Seeing

that he refused, Whitebeard was not angry and laughed.

Marko on the side said to the redhead: "Shanks, look at the good work you did!" Our brothers fainted.

"I'm sorry, the first time I came to your ship, I gave you a dismount."

The redhead smiled and said sorry on his lips, but he couldn't see the slightest sense of apology, "Marko, do you want to come with me?" How boring it is to stay with the old man.

Marco snorted coldly and stopped looking at the redhead.

"You all stand down, Shanks doesn't look like he's fighting me today." Whitebeard said in a deep voice.

Everyone else receded like a tide, and soon only Whitebeard, Redhead, and Cheng Cheng were left on the deck.

Shanks opened the large jar of wine, and the rich aroma filled the air.

As soon as his wrist flicked, the altar wine fluttered lightly towards Whitebeard.

Whitebeard stretched out his hand casually, and the wine altar was firmly caught by him, and the huge wine altar whitebeard's hand was like an ordinary size wine glass.

Raising his head, he poured a large mouthful, because he drank too hard, the wine ran down his chin to his clothes, and he said freely: "Good wine!

"This is a wine that I have treasured for twenty years, and no one shares it on weekdays, that is, when I see you, I will be willing to take it out." The redhead laughed.

Cheng Cheng on the side couldn't help but roll his eyes, how did this sound so familiar?

The whitebeard laughed, raised his head and poured a mouthful, and sighed: "This person, when he is old, it is easy to recall the past, and Roger, Karp, Warring States, and the old people in the original group are all old, and there are fewer and fewer people who are familiar with the sea."

"I didn't expect that the little ghost on the ship would become a sea emperor in a blink of an eye, but I'm curious that a strong man like you actually lost an arm in the Little East China Sea, let's talk about it, who was injured?"

The redhead stooped and sat cross-legged on the deck, because his black cloak just covered his left arm, so even the whitebeard didn't see anything unusual about the redhead's left arm, but subconsciously thought it was an empty arm.

Shanks looked at the hidden arm under the black cloak and said with a smile: "I bet it on the new era!"

"At the moment, it seems that I also have signs of winning the bet." Shanks turned to glance at Cheng Cheng and continued.

Whitebeard took a deep look at the redhead and said in a deep voice, "As long as you don't regret it yourself."

"By the way, I remember there was a red-nosed guy with you at the time, did he die?"

Shanks also fell into memories, thinking of that guy, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile, "Bucky, he didn't die, I heard that he also went to be a pirate, but after the separation in Rogue Town that year, I never saw that guy again."

Whitebeard snorted heavily, and then said in a deep voice: "Today you brought this little guy to me, if there is anything, just say it." Cheng

Cheng's heart moved, knowing that the topic was coming soon.

Shanks said in a deep voice: "I came to you today, partly because of my brother Chengcheng's request, and in the other part, it is also my own will. "

Oh?"

Whitebeard turned his head to look at Cheng Cheng suspiciously, his gaze froze, looking at him curiously, while chewing Shanks' words in his heart.

Shanks is talking about requests, not requests.

A word difference, a world of difference.

In an instant, Cheng Cheng felt a huge pressure, the air around him seemed to be compressed, his water breathing was forcibly interrupted, and his breathing became a little difficult.

Whitebeard snorted coldly: "What qualifications do you have to ask for redhead?"

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Cheng immediately felt a sudden increase in pressure, and the invisible strong wind blew the black clothes on his body to hunt, and a cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

Cheng Cheng scolded secretly, old thing.

Lao Tzu respects you because you are Captain Ace, am I really afraid of you?

He snorted coldly, stomped his foot abruptly, the deck shattered, and an invisible strong wind spread out from him, colliding with Whitebeard's coercion.

"Huh?" The white-bearded leaned forward, and his gaze towards Cheng Cheng changed a little more.

Cheng Cheng's narrow eyes flashed with a little golden light, took a deep breath, and looked directly at the white beard, "What qualifications do I have?" Of course, by my strength! "

Ahaha!"

Whitebeard suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had heard some funny joke, "How many years have passed, and there are still people talking about strength in front of me." "

If it weren't for the sake of your face as Brother Ace, how could you speak here?"

Cheng Cheng said expressionlessly: "If it wasn't for Ace, why would I write that letter to you, although I know you don't believe what I said, but as Ace's eldest brother, there are some things I have to do!"

"Whitebeard, do you know who hurt my three scars?"

Shanks looked at the smell of gunpowder between the two, and secretly said that it was not good, he didn't want these two to fight.

Quickly took over the topic, pointed to the scar on his left eye and said: "Whitebeard, do you know who hurt my three scars?"

"It's none other than Blackbeard, Tichy!"

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like