Pirate's reading will become stronger

Chapter 82

"Tsk, you can't do this!" Beckman snatched the wine glass mixed with several kinds of wine from Shanks' hand, and said with disgust.

"How can you treat our guests like this?"

"Oh~" Shanks replied helplessly after listening to his vice-captain's lesson.

"You're not even willing to pour some alcohol when you treat our customers with big appetites?" Beckman took out a small bottle from nowhere and poured half of it into the wine glass!

Shanks stared dumbfounded at Beckman's operation, and said subconsciously. "No wonder the ship's doctors and nurses come to me every day to complain about the disappearance of medical alcohol..."

"Don't talk so much nonsense, hurry up!" Beckman rolled his eyes, put the wine glass back into Shanks' hand, and said.

"Cut!" Shanks muttered angrily. "It's all fucked up..."

Shanks walked to Chen Mo who was eating, patted Chen Mo on the shoulder and said. "Young man, how do you feel about the banquet of my red-haired pirates?"

"Great! They are all good people!!!" Chen Mo held a piece of meat in his mouth, chewed it up and swallowed it into his stomach, and said with a thumbs up to Shanks.

"Haha, that's a must. Compared to holding a banquet, the Red Hair Pirates won't lose to anyone!" Shanks loved to hear the truth like Chen Mo, and smiled comfortably.

"Come, come, try the special drink of our red-haired pirates!"

Chen Mo took the cup handed over by Shanks, sniffed it with his sensitive nose, and asked suspiciously. "Is this a drink?"

"That's right, this is our red-haired pirate's special drink, and it's full of enthusiasm from our red-haired pirates!" Shanks said a little nervously.

Chen Mo moved his nose slightly and said. "It smells a little weird, lemon?"

"That's right, the drink is made of lemons!" Shanks replied.

"But why is there such a strong smell of medical alcohol?" Chen Mo continued to ask.

"This... This is asking about my blind spot in knowledge!" Shanks scratched his head in embarrassment, then turned and shouted to Beckman who was watching the play.

"My dear mate, this part is your responsibility, explain it to me."

Beckman shook the wine bottle in his hand, and replied without changing his expression. "The reason why there is such a strong alcohol smell is because our red-haired pirates are very hygienic, so the cups are all disinfected with alcohol, there may be some residue!"

"Did you hear that?" Shanks looked at Chen Mo while listening, and kept stuffing meat into his mouth, feeling a little heartache, and quickly persuaded Chen Mo.

"You can drink it at ease, you say uncle is a good man, and he won't harm you!"

Chen Mo hesitated for a moment with some embarrassment, but chose to trust the good man in front of him, and drank it all down!

"Huh??!" Chen Mo, who drank it all in one gulp, suddenly felt a burning sensation in his throat, like a hot stream from the mouth directly to the stomach!
"Huh!"

Chen Mo couldn't help taking a deep breath, gasping for breath...

"How is it?" Shanks asked quickly.

"It's great!!!" Chen Mo nodded with a little flush on his face. "What kind of drink is this? It's really amazing!!!"

"Hahaha, as long as you like it, come again!" Shanks handed Chen Mo a full wine glass again.

After Chen Mo took it smoothly, he sniffed it a bit and said strangely. "Why does this cup smell different from the one just now?"

Beckman looked at Shanks who was once again at a loss for words, took the topic helplessly, and explained. "The drink just now is a special drink. This is an ordinary drink, so it must be different!"

"That makes sense!" Chen Mo nodded approvingly, because the smell of Chen Mo's "ordinary drink" was exactly the same as one of the mixed smells of "special drinks".

"That's right, that's right!" Shanks climbed up the pole after hearing this, pulled out a bottle of wine in Beckman's idiotic eyes, and said to Chen Mo.

"Actually, these are not wine, they are just drinks in wine bottles!"

"Huh?" Chen Mo's brain suddenly felt a little dizzy, and his whole head felt a lot heavier.

He clearly felt that there seemed to be something wrong with what Shanks said, but he couldn't think of the problem, so he nodded in approval of Shanks' words.

"Come, come, let's drink directly from the bottle!"

"cheers!!"

"Hahaha, good drinker...cough cough, good drinker!"

"Come on, make another bottle!"

……

Shanks looked at the young man in front of him who claimed not to drink alcohol with a sense of accomplishment. Under his persuasion (hu) and (you), he drank bottle after bottle like a man.

"Haha, another man has been added to the sea!" Looking at Chen Mo's trend of bottle after bottle, Shanks exclaimed.

"Uncle... you said... what...?" Chen Mo, whose face was blushing a lot, asked with his tongue tied.

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking, it's a pity that your legs are inconvenient, otherwise, dancing with you while drinking...drinking drinks will be more enjoyable!" Shanks said casually.

"Who said you can't dance if you have disabled legs?" Chen Mo asked with his tongue out.

"I can't stand up, I'm sure I can't dance...it's...it's...it's over!" Shanks looked back, so surprised that he stuttered the second half of his words.

The crippled Chen Mo stood up from the ground staggeringly, still speaking vaguely. "How can being disabled mean not being able to dance? I just need to stand up..."

"Uh, the bone hurts a bit, fix it..."

"The nerves are a little dull, dull... Reconnect..."

"Try it... Mmmm... Sure enough, there's no problem... Let me just say, I'm just disabled, why can't I dance?"

"Uh hiccup..." Chen Mo stood up and swayed, belching heavily...

"Just now... what did you say..."

Chen Mo shook his head, trying to wake himself up...

"Oh~" Chen Mo's misty eyes seemed to think of something, and he swayed and pointed at the stunned Shanks beside him.

"Let's dance together!!!"

After all, Chen Mo punched Shanks straight in the eye.

"???"

Before Shanks recovered from the fact that Chen Mo, as a disabled person, jumped up after drinking, he fell into Chen Mo's inexplicable way of dancing.

Why did you hit me in the eye with this dance? ? ?

Shanks didn't react consciously, but as a veteran pirate, his body instinctively blocked Chen Mo's fist with one hand.

"Young man, you are still too young for this straight-forward way of punching..."

"boom!!!"

Shanks's careless block was like a mantis holding a car, and he was broken in an instant...

It seems that what Shanks blocked was not a 14-year-old boy's fist, but a meteorite...

In the end, in the reflection of Shanks' dilated pupils, Chen Mo's fist magnified infinitely in front of him.

(End of this chapter)