The Beautiful Swordsman Came with a Barbecue

New World, aboard the Moby Dick.

The pony brother, Marco, held Bailey in his hand, and said dissatisfiedly to the news bird that had just landed: "Why is it so late today? Are you lazy? The news has expired, right? I want a 20% discount, isn't it too much?"

Listening to Marco's words, Newsbird's expression gradually distorted, and then he shook his head decisively and resolutely, took out a stack of newspapers, and pointed to the headlines. When Marco looked over, the first thing he saw was the picture of Skylar's high heels .

"Come on, here's news money, here's tips, go slow!"

Marco stuffed the Bailey in his hand to the news bird, took out a few slick coins from his pocket, and stuffed them into the news bird, then picked up the pile of news and ran away.

The news bird looked at the coins which added up to less than one hundred Baileys, shook his head, sighed and flew away.

"Brother Marko! Newspapers!"

On the way of Marco's gallop, Vista, with two knives on his waist and a fluffy ponytail, yelled, but Marco ignored him, holding the news, and ran at full speed.

Bista frowned, and looked at Joz, who was beside him with a simple and honest face. The two had a feeling that something big had happened, and they also quickly chased after Marco.

With two people following me, the other captains and crew also started chasing Marco inexplicably, thinking it was some kind of game, such as you chasing me, if you catch me, I will let you hehehe~

Hearing the noise of the white beard, he looked up and saw Marco running towards him with a panicked face holding the newspaper, and behind him were those idiot sons.

"Boom~"

The white beard sitting on his seat raised his foot slightly, and then stomped down fiercely. The loud noise spread throughout the sea, let alone these people on the Moby Dick. Those who were chasing Marco stopped, Marco But still racing at top speed.

White Beard also showed doubts on his face. The next second, Marco uttered a voice to explain his confusion. Marco, who was running, saw White Beard paying attention to him, and shouted anxiously: "Dad! Skyler is married!" !"

"boom!"

White Beard stood up, with an expression of disbelief on his face, and the captains on the boat crowded over when they heard the words. White Beard said loudly, "Idiot son, make it clear!"

"Dad, look, Mrs. Gray, Mrs. Gray!"

Marco held up the news, and the white beard took a look at it. The original expression on his face was unbelievable, and then he became speechless. Finally, he was furious, punched Marco on the head, and shouted:

"Stupid son, can't you even understand words?!"

Marco was punched to the ground, the newspapers in his arms were scattered, and the captains also reached out to reach for the newspapers floating in the air, and then there was a burst of ridicule.

Marco got up and wanted to confirm the content of the news again, but the captains around him seemed to be teasing him and refused to show him. He didn't pay for it himself, so he gave up and still didn't know the truth.

Finally, Whitebeard stuffed the newspaper in his hand to Marco, and then Whitebeard sat back on his work, looked at the sea, stroked his crescent beard, and laughed loudly:

"Kulalalalalah~ I promise justice, it's for Lady Cinder! Good! Kulaalalalalah~"

Marco finally saw it clearly at this time, scratching his head in embarrassment, and Bista next to him joked: "Marco, you care so much about little Skyler's marriage, do you want to be the protagonist?"

As soon as Vista's words came out, the team captains laughed even more happily, and Marco also laughed with him, then shook his head and said, "You know me, I like to be passive, the woman who came over with little Skyler that day That's pretty good."

As soon as Marco said this, there were whistles everywhere. Although everyone knew that Marco was joking, it didn't affect their booing.

Marco looked at White Beard and said, "Father, what are the arrangements for today?"

Whitebeard turned his head, smiled, and shouted loudly: "Notice! Eat meat! Drink! Congratulations!"

In a certain kingdom of the Great Channel, Crocodile sat on a box of documents, with a newspaper hooked on a golden hook.

Looking at the girl with mature eyebrows and eyes in the newspaper, she curled her lips, stretched out her right hand, took off the cigar, exhaled a thick smoke, and then spat on the ground, saying:

"Bah~ What a hypocritical woman!"

East China Sea, Rogue Town, speakeasies.

The red-haired Shanks, wearing a straw hat, stepped on a stool with his elbow resting on the knee of this leg, so that he could hold the newspaper more comfortably. After all, after drinking all night, his hands were no longer supported. Unsteady.

Looking at the news reports, Shanks laughed out loud, and said to Mihawk, who had his hands on the bar and his forehead resting on his arm: "Look, Navy and Morgans are touting this woman again!

Last time, they also said that this woman would win a duel with you, ahahaha~ I laughed so hard~"

Mihawk heard the words, sat up straight, and looked at the shaking newspaper in Shanks' hand with blurred eyes. Maybe it wasn't Shanks' hand shaking, but Mihawk himself was shaking, but he still barely recognized Sihawk. Keller.

"They didn't talk nonsense, I did lose a move~"

"Boom~"

After Mihawk finished speaking, he slammed his head down on the bar and continued to fall asleep. Shanks' laughter stopped abruptly. He looked at Mihawk, then turned his head to look at him holding his flintlock gun, snoring loudly. jesus cloth.

"It's actually true, it doesn't seem to be enough! Hiccup~"

Donghai, Shimotsuki Village, Shimotsuki Koshiro looked at the new friend who had hit it off before him, and kept laughing while holding the newspaper. Seeing Koshiro's curious eyes, Dorag patted the newspaper on the tea table, pointed to Skyler's photo, and said :

"See? My sister!"

Koshiro passed by at the first glance and felt that the girl was familiar. He adjusted his glasses and recognized Skyler. He said in surprise, "Skyler, who fought against the genius swordsman Mihawk? It's actually your sister." ?”

"Um!"

Drago nodded resolutely, Koshiro looked at Drago, and said: "I still doubted the previous news, how could a girl become such a powerful swordsman."

"Because they are girls, they have a stronger motivation to improve! Besides, she is my younger sister!"

Hearing Dorag's words, Koshiro's hands on his knees trembled, and he subconsciously turned his head to look into the room. In that room were his daughter, who was not yet full moon, and his wife, who was gradually weakening after giving birth.

He turned back, looked at Dorag seriously, and asked, "Mr. Dorag, can a girl really become a great swordsman?"

"You should know better than me that Great Swordsman is never a title for a man, but a title for a strong swordsman!"

Dorag obviously knew the pain and confusion in Koshiro's heart, so he answered firmly. Koshiro was in a daze, and said, "How should I teach. How did you or your father teach Miss Schuyler?"

'beat! Just one word! '

This was the first thought that flashed through Dorag's mind, but his rationality prevented him from saying it. After all, not everyone has the terrifying physical resilience and talent like Skyler.

"Treat people equally! On the road to being strong, there is no difference between men and women! How my father taught me, he also taught Skyler! Even more strict and attentive, because he has higher expectations for my sister!"

Drago answered righteously, because what he said was the truth, Garp hit Skyler, it was indeed harder than hitting Drago, and according to Karp's "Iron Fist of Love" theoretical basis , Skyler was indeed pinned on higher hopes.

"Mr. Dorag, you have been taught!"

Koshiro stepped back a little, gave Dorag a salute, then got up, looked at the room with a smile, and said, "I won't be as narrow-minded as before, even if it's a girl, I want to train her to be big Swordsman!"

"Come! Come! Come!" Dorag imitated Koshiro, raised his teacup, and said, "It should be clear!"

Koshiro looked at Dorag with a smile, but without correcting him, he raised his teacup and drank it down.

My friend said that if I only publish the first two chapters, there is a high probability that I will die suddenly. I am afraid