Pirate’s Storm Master

Fortunately, Ling Yu didn't know what Wei Wei was thinking.

Otherwise, he will definitely slap down the thought in San Weiwei's mind!

He didn't want to have another vicious sister!

With such a vicious little sister like Annie, he'd have had enough!

The sons who used to be very obedient and obedient in the past seem to have rebelled collectively at this moment.

Directly angered Whitebeard.

Dad, I just want to take a sip of wine, is it easy for me!

You guys wait for Dad, when Dad's injury is a little better.

Dad wants to let you all feel what is called "father's love"!

Since these bastard sons didn't cooperate with him, Whitebeard began to call names.

"Bista, go and help Dad get the wine back."

Bista, who was named, froze: "Ah, that, Dad, I still have something to do here, I'll deal with it first! Haha!"

Bista deserves to be called a "foil sword", and there are so many flowers and intestines.

The second he was named by Whitebeard, he came up with an excuse to shirk.

Although this excuse is full of flaws, it at least makes sense.

The next second Bista had just finished speaking, he used this flawed excuse to escape.

"Humph!"

Looking at Bista who was running away, Whitebeard snorted coldly.

Then he turned his attention to the murloc Namur.

"Then Muir, don't you have something to do with it!"

"me···!"

Under Whitebeard's death stare, that Muir "I" for a long time,

Didn't say anything.

You ask that Muir to fight, it's no problem at all, but to let Na Muir, a naive murloc, make up a reason in a short period of time to deceive his beloved father, it is really difficult for him.

"Hmph, since you're fine, then help Daddy get the wine back! Go, Muir!"

After finishing speaking, Whitebeard ignored Muir's objection and came directly to Muir's side, kicking Muir into the sea with one kick.

By the time Muir reacted, he was already in the air.

In the next second, he plunged headlong into the sea.

"Pfft!"

Na Muir, who plunged into the sea, was like returning to his own home. He was more comfortable than being on a boat, and he didn't feel any discomfort at all.

At the same time, the cold sea water made that Muir's head sober a lot.

His thoughts are no longer as chaotic as when he was just watched by the white-bearded father.

Under the sea, Muir turned his eyes and saw the wine gourd thrown away by Annie.

In fact, Annie didn't use much strength at that time, and the wine gourd was not thrown far.

With the current distance between the wine gourd and Na Muir, in fact, Na Muer can get the wine gourd within a few seconds.

"If you are also tired of this bad old man and want him to 'die' sooner, just pretend I didn't say that!"

But at this time, Muir was melancholy, and Anne's "vicious" words just now.

It sounded like a demon's whisper in Namuir's ear.

How could Muir want to let him die sooner than the old man he loved the most!

Since I don't want my father to die early, it seems that this wine should not be given to my father now.

After all, is Dad still seriously injured?

But for the white-bearded father who was obviously a little angry, what reason should he give to reject him?

Muir, who had no good idea at first, saw the wine gourd floating and sinking in the sea, swaying the wine.

Suddenly, a flash of light came up, and an idea came to mind.

hey hey hey!

After a while, that Muir jumped back to the Moby Dick.

Then, in the eyes of his companions "that hate iron is not steel" and "angry it", he bravely handed the wine gourd in his hand to the white-bearded father.

After Annie handed out the wine gourd to Namur, she wanted to take the wine gourd again.

But this time, Whitebeard was prepared, but he easily avoided Annie's "claw" and held the wine gourd firmly in his hand.

Then, in the midst of a burst of laughter, he took a sip of wine to himself!

When the "fine wine" entered, Whitebeard's eyes changed immediately.

In the next second, he made a "Pfft!" and spit out all the wine he had just drank.

After taking a sip of "wine", Whitebeard took the bottle mouth of the wine gourd under his nose with some suspicion.

Sniff hard!

After sniffing, Whitebeard's expression changed immediately.

I saw Whitebeard staring at the Muir and said fiercely: "Then Muir, are you kidding Dad? There's no wine in it at all, you give Dad a gourd of seawater to drink, and you want to kill Dad. , I still want to be mad at Dad."

After saying that, Whitebeard angrily smashed the fishy and salty wine gourd onto the deck.

Click.

Just smashed this exquisite wine gourd into pieces.

Even the sea water in the gourd was spilled on the ground.

"Ah, it turns out that the water in the gourd is sea water!"

"Looks like we're blaming that Muir wrong? I didn't expect that Muir would have this list to play with."

"I didn't see it!"

"Haha, look at Daddy's stinky face, that Muir is over, he has suffered."

The chatter of the surrounding companions made Namuer tremble with fear.

When he saw Whitebeard's stinky face that was getting darker and darker, that Muir's whole fish was bad.

But he still bite the bullet and explained: "Dad, you can't blame me, this is what it looked like when I made this gourd."

"You have also seen that when this gourd fell into the sea, it was not plugged. It is estimated that it was flooded by sea water at that time!"

Whitebeard thought about it carefully, and what Muir said was not impossible.

After all, when Annie threw the gourd, it didn't matter whether its mouth was up or down!

Whitebeard never doubted that his always honest son would lie to him, but Annie saw through Muir's guilty conscience at a glance.

Based on Na Muir's performance, Annie was sure that the wine in the wine gourd was definitely replaced by Na Muir.

So Annie pouted at that Muir disdainfully, as if mocking Muir's daring to act.

Of course Muir saw Annie's eyes, but he didn't see it at all, ignoring Annie's sarcasm.

I just complained silently in my heart: "You girl, you have a really dark heart, I wasn't forced by you, yet you are so embarrassed to mock me!"

Whitebeard didn't see the eye contact between Annie and Namur.

At this time, he had to acquiesce to the fact that the wine gourd was poured into the sea water.

But even so, Whitebeard didn't give up.