Pirates: The White Group's eldest son

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"I really think you're weird."

Looking at Rayleigh's confused eyes, Noah moved aside without saying a word.

"Well, little Noah, you have to understand that a middle-aged man may be distracted occasionally."

Rayleigh laughed when he heard Noah's complaint.

"Why do I feel uncomfortable every time I hear you call yourself a middle-aged man?"

"Besides, when will the two of them finish fighting? The guy on your ship can't hold on any longer."

Noah found the blind spot. At this moment, Shanks was struggling to resist the domineering color emitted by the two strongest men in the world. He was sweating profusely as if he had been fished out of the water. In this state, he would fall in five minutes.

"Young people need to be tempered, little Noah."

Rayleigh didn't care and answered indifferently. He took out a flat wine flask from his body and drank a sip of wine with a smile.

"I always feel that this sentence is an excuse made by you old guys for your bad taste - where is the wine? Roger's stock?"

Noah grabbed it, took a sip, and then his whole face frowned.

"It tastes so bitter - are you sure you put it right? This is medicine!"

"This is what South China Sea wine is like. Not all wine tastes good, little Noah.

Rayleigh took the wine pot with a smile on his face.

"Tsk, what a bad taste."

Noah stood up and walked towards Shanks.

"Well, little Noah also has such a gentle side."

Rayleigh laughed softly behind him.

Noah didn't even turn his head, waved his hand and said:

"Uncle Rayleigh, if you had a beautiful daughter in her teens, I would be happy to discuss with you the topic of manliness, but forget it now. I just simply saved an innocent boy who was persecuted by you."

As he said that, Noah walked to Shanks, grabbed Shanks by the back of the neck, and threw him to Rayleigh.

After that, Noah clapped his hands and was about to walk back to Rayleigh, but suddenly turned around and stopped.

Looking around, the ground was full of fainted middle- and low-level fighters from both sides, lying on the ground in all directions, without any aesthetic feeling.

"Did I see it wrong?"

Noah scratched his head in confusion. He suddenly felt something was wrong, but after careful observation, he found nothing unusual.

"I was wrong, it's all because of Dorag's heavy hand."

Noah didn't care about finding a scapegoat, and turned to walk towards Rayleigh.

Behind Noah, a sturdy figure lying on the ground with his back to Noah suddenly sank.

Marshall Titch was staring at him, gasping for breath.

"Edward Noah is so terrible!"

Thinking like this, Teach finally

""What happened just now?"

Rayleigh asked in confusion as he looked at Noah approaching.

Noah's thoughtful action just now did not escape Rayleigh's attention.

"It's nothing, maybe I was wrong."

Noah scratched his head and smiled nonchalantly.

"Dad and Roger are really strong. I felt suffocated when we were close to the battlefield just now."

Looking at Shanks lying on the ground gasping for breath, Noah became playful and walked over as if he didn't care and sat on Shanks' back.

"Get up from me, you white-haired freak!"

Shanks, who was already exhausted, was pressed down by Noah and screamed.

"You should show the least respect to your savior, you little red-haired devil."

Noah retorted, one of the future Four Emperors, the user of the Face Fruit, actually has such a weak side, which makes Noah quite interested.

"Ala, it's great to be young. It looks like you two will get along very well."

Watching Noah and Shanks bickering, Rayleigh sat aside and couldn't help but tease them.

"Who wants to be on good terms with this guy!"

After struggling to get rid of Noah, Shanks quickly crawled to the side, pointing at Noah and shouting

"What a rude red-haired brat."

Noah said this condescendingly, taking advantage of his height being taller than Shanks.

"Well, if I remember correctly, shouldn't you two be the same age?"

Rayleigh raised his eyebrows and said something that shocked both of them.

"Don't talk about Uncle Rayleigh. This guy, with this height and this strength, I would believe him if you said he was eleven or twelve. Fourteen? Don't be ridiculous."

Noah's disdainful expression ignited Shanks's anger. He rushed to Noah in a rage, grabbed his collar and shook him

"What do you mean? I'm really sorry for being short, but it's none of your business!"

Noah tried to push the redhead's face away, but it was obvious that this position was not easy to exert force, and the redhead's angry saliva still smeared Noah's face.

""Fuck!"

Noah, who was known for his mysophobia, couldn't stand it anymore. He threw Shanks, who was wrapped around him, to the ground, rode on him, grabbed Shanks' collar and roared angrily:

"Red-haired kid, do you know how to respect the wounded? I have wounds on my body. Can you see them? Can you see them? It's disgusting to spit on someone's face, do you know that? Do you know that?"

After venting his anger, Noah let go of Shanks, who looked dead, and stood up refreshed. He wiped his face and sat next to Rayleigh.

"Really, why should I pull him out? Isn't it better to let him faint quietly?"

Noah complained. Shanks always managed to provoke his anger. I don't know if this is the face fruit.���Additional Capabilities

"Young people of the same age can just get along."

Rayleigh made up for it with a smile.

Noah glanced at Rayleigh, looking confused.

"Please, Uncle Rayleigh, how can you tell that we can get along? If your glasses don't fit, go change them."

Noah was very disappointed with Shanks. How could the future Four Emperors be such a naughty child?

"The captains have finished fighting, little Noah, do you want to go and have a look?"

Rayleigh looked into the distance and found that the two men who had just fought fiercely were now sitting opposite each other. I don't know what Roger said, but it made Whitebeard laugh.

"Really, I thought we were going to have a fight, but it ended so poorly. I rushed back in vain."

Noah complained, stood up and walked towards Whitebeard.

"Hey, Shanks, do you want to come over? Or are you too weak to stand up?"

"Damn you white - haired Noah, stop looking down on me!"

Shanks gnashed his teeth and said, staggering to his feet, followed Noah and walked towards the captain.