Pirates: The White Group's eldest son

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When Noah came ashore, he was welcomed by the crew. It is needless to say.

Noah took the barbecue handed over by Sachi and bit it hard. He did not notice that in a dark corner behind him, a fat man with his chest exposed was squatting in the shadows, staring at him intently.

"Is this Edward Noah... He is such a strong man."

Marshall Titch muttered to himself, staring at Noah with a fiery look in his eyes.

Noah, who had been hungry for a day, was biting into a steak when he felt a chill coming from nowhere, causing Noah to shiver.

Noah looked around curiously, but found nothing. He shook his head in confusion and continued to eat and brag with everyone.

"So, the invasion of Marinjoa that shocked the world was actually done by you, Big Brother Noah? You are really powerful."

Lakyo gulped down a glass of wine and laughed.

"Forget it. After nearly two months of planning, I just went to fight and got nothing. I am also very depressed."

Noah's face was full of entanglement. He had planned for many days, but in return he was injured. It was really embarrassing to say such words.

Lakyo was very happy and laughed and patted Noah's shoulder.

"Don't say that, Boss Noah, this is a feat, a feat!"

Lakeyo said with envy.

"If I had the ability to cause a scene in Marinjoa and get away with it, I would have gone there a long time ago."

"Lakey, wake up, it's dawn!"

"In that case, we can only see you from the execution platform, Lakeyo.

Everyone laughed, and there was a joyful atmosphere around the bonfire.

Noah also smiled easily, raised his eyebrows and looked at Lakeyo.

"Actually, Lakyo, if you want, you can claim that you did it. Isn't it a coincidence that the disguise shop introduced by Marco finally made me look exactly like you."

Noah took out a Jack Sparrow bounty from his arms and slapped it on Lakyo. This was the one that Dorag gave to Noah as evidence before leaving.

"I tell you, Lakyau, if you announce that you did it, your bounty will immediately surpass Marco's. By then, besides the old man, you will be the most powerful person in the group." Patting Lakyau who was staring at the bounty with a confused look on his face, Noah ignored the people who gathered around him, picked up the wine glass, and looked around for a certain figure.

"Hey, little Noah, who are you looking for?"

A voice came from behind Noah, and Noah's whole body shook reflexively, and then relaxed.

""Sunglasses man, are you silent when you walk?"

Noah complained nastily, turned around and clinked his glass with the person behind him, then drank it all in one gulp.

"Jabba, can you give me some of the good wine on your ship? I remember the East China Sea wine that Uncle Rayleigh treated me to last time was pretty good."

Amid the flickering fire, a tall figure appeared behind Noah. A man wearing sunglasses was laughing. It was Jabba, the navigator of Roger's pirate group.

"Tsk tsk tsk, we usually can't find the captain's wine, he hides it too deep. But little Noah, who are you looking for?"

Noah curled his lips and turned around

"Where is Uncle Raleigh? Why can’t I see him?"

"Rayleigh, he might be on the boat. But Noah, why do you call him Uncle Rayleigh?"

"Because he's an uncle."

"Then why don't you call me uncle?"

"You?"

Noah turned his head, looked Jabba up and down, and pouted his lips in disdain.

"Hey! What does that expression mean?"

A cross faintly appeared on Jabba's head. Noah's expression made him feel offended.

"You? Look at yourself, sunglasses, axe, bell-bottom pants, how do you look like an uncle?"

Jabba held his forehead, being completely rejected by a child for his fashion sense was a big blow to him.

"Rayleigh's flip-flops and beach pants are ugly too."

Jabba argued, trying to find someone to take the blame.

Noah spread his hands and put an end to Jabba's

"Rayleigh is more handsome than you!"

Looking at Jabba who was bent forward in frustration, Noah whistled and walked away. He and Jabba had been fighting for several years and had long been familiar enemies and friends. Such a blow was really common.

Holding the wine bowl, Noah saw the largest campfire in the distance. Two tall figures sat and drank beside the campfire, with more than ten wine jars stacked around them. And within a few meters around them, there was no one else.

"How much did these two old men drink?……"

Noah held his forehead. A man with internal injuries and a terminally ill patient drank so much alcohol. They really didn't take their lives seriously.

"How much did you two old men drink?"

Noah walked over to Whitebeard and Roger and carefully pointed at the empty wine jar.

"Kulala Lala - my dear son, you are back."

Whitebeard was very happy to see Noah, and he tilted his head back and ate another bowl of rice.

"Are you happy because I'm back, or because you have a reason to drink?"

Noah's face twitched as he looked at the white-bearded man who had drunk another bowl of wine.

""Hahahaha, this is the trouble of happiness, Newgate."

Roger shook his wine bowl and laughed up to the sky.

"Uncle Roger, you are not in good health. Is it really okay to drink like this?"

Noah turned around and looked up at Roger.

"A man on the sea cannot live without wine, Noah. You will understand when you grow up.

Roger patted Noah's shoulder nonchalantly and said:

"Tsk, you guys are just looking for excuses for drinking."

Noah pointed out the essence of

"Wa hahaha——"

Roger was not offended and laughed again.

""Son, how did you handle this matter? But it caused quite a stir."

Whitebeard ignored Roger who was laughing and asked

"It's a total failure. This time, I didn't do anything except fighting."

Noah held his head with both hands and cried out like a defeated dog.

"Oh, so the much-talked-about Marinjoa incident was the work of Noah. It's incredible."

Roger then realized that the mysterious man's invasion of Marinjoa was known to the whole world, and everyone was wondering who had the guts to come and go freely in the Celestial Dragons' territory.

As for the World Government's propaganda that the invaders were knocked down to the Red Earth Continent, everyone was just talking nonsense.

With the World Government's style, if the invaders were really dead, how could they not dig deep into the ground and find the bodies to show to the public?

"Don't mention it, okay, this time I didn't accomplish anything after getting hurt."

Roger's words were like a knife, piercing Noah's scarred heart.

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