Supreme Emperor of One Piece

"Jie Jie, that's exactly what I said, I'm afraid that Baishui will do something wrong. Above the sea, it's the world of our murlocs."

"It doesn't matter how powerful Baishui is, he's no match for us favorites of the sea!"

Farther away in the East China Sea, near the entrance of the Great Shipping Route, is a sea restaurant floating on the sea with the waves.

An old man wearing a pair of wooden prosthetics, dressed as a chef, and braiding his beard sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the newspaper with a calm expression.

He furrowed his brows from time to time, and then relaxed them again.

"There are such heroes in Donghai. However, I just don't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing. Donghai, it seems that it will not calm down!"

After a long time, the old man stood up, and the newspaper was blown up by the wind, floating to the distant sea.

This old man is none other than Redfoot Zapp, the former head of the Chef Pirates, the adoptive father and mentor of Vinsmoke Sanji, and a great pirate with a bounty of 89 million.

"Old man, who is this guy?"

"He appeared in the newspaper at such a young age, with such a vicious face, he doesn't look like a good person!" Sanji, who was in his twenties, asked curiously.

"Go back and learn from your chef, don't worry about what you shouldn't!"

But Sanji only got Zhepu's angry roar, and Zhepu's violent character remained the same as before, without any change.

But Sanji has long been used to Zapp's state, without any expression fluctuations.

Just turning around and leaving, he muttered in a low voice: "Cut, don't say it if you don't say it, what's the matter, old man!"

However, Sanji immediately knew the price to pay for speaking ill of people behind their backs.

There was a sudden sound of breaking through the air behind him, and then he was hit on the head, hitting him heavily on the floor, cracking the floor.

"Stinky old man, can you stop doing this all the time, it hurts a lot!"

Sanji jumped up from the ground covering his head, and yelled at Zepp, who was nearly two meters tall.

Bai Shui didn't care, what kind of impact his actions would have on Donghai, he still did what he had to do.

For him, in this world, as long as he has strength, he has everything. Fame and status are not worth mentioning in front of absolute strength.

But the entire East China Sea has become a little weird because of the existence of white water.

Especially those pirates, with such a beast sleeping on the side of the couch, they were a little restless.

But they didn't know where Bai Shui lived, and naturally they couldn't carry out campaigns against him.

Bai Shui is still practicing hard every day, and constantly improving the speed and accuracy of shaving.

At the current stage, it is okay to deal with these tens of millions of free pirates, but once it is against those hundreds of millions of pirates, it seems a bit clumsy.

Although in terms of his strength, this point can be completely ignored, but Bai Shui just doesn't want to let himself leave such a problem.

Now that you have time, why not work harder?

The more you sweat on weekdays, the less blood you bleed in wartime.

Time passed peacefully like this for two weeks.

Bai Shui's daily life is almost repetitive, practicing, eating, practicing, eating, practicing, sleeping.

Of course, with Aqi's company, life is not monotonous. Coupled with the population on the island, Baishui does not feel the loneliness on the Kuroro Islands.

But the relationship between Bai Shui and Aqi became stronger and stronger during these ordinary days.