Pirates: The White Group's eldest son

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"That guy... is going to cause trouble again."

After hearing the other party hang up the phone, Marco looked at the silent Den Den Mushi and murmured.

"This guy has always been brave, but this time he actually needs to disguise himself. Dad, do we need to go?……"

Joz looked at Whitebeard. He had been on board earlier and knew Noah best. Noah had taken the initiative to seek a disguise, which must be a very risky thing to do. He and Noah had always had a good relationship. Seeing that Noah seemed to be in danger this time, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Kulala Lala - Noah is not a reckless person. As the eldest son, he has his own awareness and responsibility. This is my son."

Whitebeard laughed. This son who actively seeks to become stronger and takes the responsibility of an eldest brother has always been his pride.

On the other side, Noah, who is about to arrive at Roswell Island, is standing on the bow of the Golden Rocky, watching a naval battle in the distance, thinking about something in his heart.

In the distance, a group of pirates are looting a grain ship.

Looking at the pirates who are partying in the distance, a wonderful idea in Noah's mind is gradually taking shape.

"Rocky"

Noah turned his head and looked at Rocky next to him and asked:

"See those pirates ahead? Take care of them and keep the grain ship intact. Can you do it?"

Rocky chuckled.

"Lord Noah, leave this little thing to me!"

Looking at Rocky and his gang rushing towards the pirates on the opposite side, Noah showed a smug smile.

With this grain transport ship, he can enter Marinjoa with a very legitimate identity.

There is no identity more legitimate than a grain merchant.

As for the merchants on the original grain transport ship, Noah could only express his apologies.

He chose the road himself, and it was normal to encounter pirates who were no match for him.

As a pirate, Noah was very conscientious to mourn for three seconds in his heart.

Seeing Rocky and his gang defeating the pirates with great ease, Noah was suddenly a little surprised.

Rocky's group still had some strength.

The battle was over. Regardless of Rocky who was finishing off the battle, Noah ordered Clark to move towards Roswell Island. At the market on

Roswell Island , Noah and his group looked at the vendors around them, and they were amazed. Unlike the ordinary island market, which sells clothes and supplies, the market on Roswell Island sells things for disguise. Masks, wigs, all kinds of clothes, and oils for changing skin color are all available.

"The world is so big that there are so many wonders."

Noah picked up a mask and looked at it over and over again, marveling at it. He turned around and saw Rocky licking a set of Roger's equipment. He suddenly felt that he had not seen enough.

"This place is a paradise for criminals and pirates."

While walking and looking, Noah came to the door of a very remote shop. This shop was Noah's target this time, and it was also a disguise shop that Marco highly recommended. However, looking at this run-down shop, Noah could hardly associate it with the shop that Marco mentioned, which charged outrageous fees and had an outstanding reputation.

"Moshimoshi? Is the boss Dazhike here?"

Noah pushed open the door and looked at the messy and dim environment inside. He felt that this place had been abandoned for many years.

""Who is it?"

An old and hoarse voice came from upstairs.

With the creaking sound of the wooden stairs, a short old man walked downstairs. The two squinting eyes on his red nose looked Noah up and down, making Noah feel uncomfortable.

"Tsk, it turned out to be a little devil."

The old man sniffed, snorted disdainfully, and turned to go upstairs

"I am here to disguise myself."

Noah stopped the old man.

"Yirong, do you have money, kid?"

The old man turned around and looked at Noah again.

""Bang!"

The huge package in Noah's hand collapsed with a loud noise, crushing a table in the store.

"One hundred million Baileys, is that enough?"

Noah lowered his head and looked at the old man in front of him.

The short old man looked at the package on the ground, then looked at Noah, and turned to go upstairs.

"Come on, kid, I'm the Dazhike you're looking for."

Noah followed the short old man, no, the boss of Dazhike, upstairs, looked at the dazzling array of tools in front of him, and found a place to sit down.

"What do you want, boy?"

"Can you ask for anything?"

Noah questioned. The man in front of him was quite different from the master of disguise mentioned by Marco. Noah was unsure.

Boss Dazhike sneered.

"Of course, kid, since I dare to ask for a price, I have the ability to ask for a price. If you just want to change your face, turn left and buy a mask belt for 50 Baileys."

Noah sat up straight. Only then did he feel that this boss Dazhike seemed to have some real skills.

"I want to disguise myself as an adult in his thirties, with black hair, 1.85 meters tall, bronze skin, and a face like this."

Noah handed over a picture that had been drawn long ago.

"However, I require that this disguise should not affect the use of physical skills and swordsmanship, and in an emergency, it should be able to be quickly taken off and put on."

Noah leaned back and leaned against the wall, watching Dazhi carve the boss

"How about it? Can you do it?"

Boss Dazhike looked at Noah steadily, as if he wanted to see flowers from his face.

"Boy, don't do anything big when you are still young, or you will die."

Noah spread his hands and said to the boss Dazhike indifferently:

"Boss, I pay, you work, it's a fair trade"

"Stand up and let me see."

Noah stood up and watched Boss Dazhike busying around, with a tape measure flying up and down his body.

"Boy, show us your Armament Haki."

Looking at the red Ryuukaku on Noah's fist, Boss Dazhike looked very surprised, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he took out a bunch of tools and started to beat the Haki on Noah's hand.

After a few hours, Noah was tossed back and forth like a puppet by Boss Dazhike, but Noah was not impatient. After all, the more they got along, the safer he would be in Marinjoa. Noah was always patient when it came to matters concerning his life and property.

""Okay, kid."

After an unknown amount of time, Boss Dazhike finally stopped, sat opposite Noah, and said seriously:

"Boy, according to your request, without affecting your strength, quickly remove the disguise. One hundred million Baileys is not enough."

"Then you name your price."

Noah sat down, looking relaxed and natural.

"One hundred and fifty million Baileys, not a cent less"

"Deal."

It was getting dark, and Rocky and his group were waiting anxiously at the door.

With a creak, the door opened.

A tall man with black hair and heavy eyeshadow walked out of the door. Looking at Rocky and his group who looked confused, he couldn't help but laugh:

"From today on, please call me Captain Sparrow"

"Captain Jack Sparrow"