Save the world from Luffy

Chapter 368

Perhaps titles and taboos can really affect one person, or many people.

Although there are many other reasons, since the pirate flag was replaced and the group's flag was allowed to fly, the Whitebeard Pirates, no, the Whitebeard Group, have undergone many changes from before.

The most obvious point is that Baituan is rich, at least Baibeard is rich, so he doesn't have to grab other people's drinks when drinking, and he doesn't need to overturn the bill when he checks out, and he can even pay for everyone.

In just two years, the father who was always AA every time, no matter how you look at it, has undergone a huge change of 180 degrees. It is impossible to say that he is indifferent or unhappy. After seeing such a change in his father, as a son Guys, everyone is very happy.

They all know that Dad didn't really have no money before, but sent his own share to his hometown. One was too poor to pay the sky, and human traffickers and pirates were raging. It was a mess. The village is a small microcosm of this sea area.

When you go out to be a pirate, you earn black money, but black money can also live. For decades, Whitebeard sent his wealth back to his hometown, watching it silently from the far end of the sea, without disturbing or returning. , it is a sad place, but it cannot be let go.

Unlike the Yonko Kaido and Big Mom, Whitebeard does not charge sky-high protection fees for sheltering the islands. The island with the White Group's flag is their supply point, but they have never taken it by force. Whitebeard looks down on it, even if it is To make black money, there is no need to be so mean.

Contact the bounty middleman in the black market, and exchange the captured pirates for bounties. If you want to talk about pirate hunters, Whitebeard, who is the fourth king of pirates, is the biggest pirate hunter.

Although this income is also very good, it can not only exercise combat power, but also earn money, but I have [-] teams to support, and I have to send money to my hometown
Although Shanks is similar to White Beard, but he has face, and there are few people in the fleet, the money he earns is 0.1% off when he brushes his face. Those who spend a lot of time come here whenever they want, and they are very comfortable. There are constant banquets everywhere, this is not just bragging, and even this group of people has developed a good atmosphere that the more they drink, the more violent the fight will be.

The Baituan is indeed the strongest, but relatively speaking, it is also the simplest, but just two years ago, everything was different.

"Are you stupid [beep~]!"

That day, a man with shoe prints on his face had a fight with a white beard, then pointed at his nose and cursed.

"You have sent back dozens of 100 billion Baileys over the past few decades, right! Look at this broken place, everyone is like a disabled person. They don't know how to work, but they know that they are waiting for money to fall from the sky, even if they are raising pigs. If you raise it like this, it will be useless, how can you eat fat all over your body?"

After all, this man with shoe prints on his face called a wage earner named Sabo under him, and remodeled the abandoned village raised by the white beard. Go to work and labor.

"Migrant worker, soul of migrant worker, laborer is the master of others, work eight hours of overtime today, happiness will come knocking on the door tomorrow, work hard for a whole year, boss Porsche, migrant worker, soul of migrant worker, migrant worker"

Such songs are sung among them, as if they have been brainwashed. Those who are lazy and do not want to change, or even dare to resist, are thrown into the sea and fed to the fish. The rest are all hard-working citizens and excellent workers.

White Beard stared at all this in a daze. What he thought was that the people in his hometown would live and work in peace and contentment, and that the suffering he had experienced would never happen again.

Although he became a worker, it seemed that Whitebeard was quite happy with it anyway. Being a worker was much better than rice bugs.

There is no need to send money back, and there is no need to worry about pirate attacks or human trafficking on the island where the revolutionary army is stationed. There are white groups wandering around the outside, and the revolutionary army is supervising and managing the inside. Not to mention this village, this island is... A peaceful place to live and work in peace and contentment.

Whitebeard, who had been a prostitute for free for decades, finally enjoyed the pleasure of prostitution at the age of 72. He did not have to send money, and even received free supplies every month. This was the result of the labor of the laborers, and he was paid [-]%. For the Baituan, [-]% will be given to the revolutionary army, the remaining [-]% will be sold and paid for wages, and the last [-]% will be used as public funds and subsequent investment funds.

Although life is not as leisurely as it used to be, waiting for money to drop from the sky every day, but exchanging hard work for income, stable and long-lasting, with a skill, you will not starve to death anywhere.

The small treasury gradually became thicker. After having money, the confidence is also sufficient. Coupled with the replenishment of vitality, it feels like the white beard who has returned to the peak of 30 years old really wants to have a son.

The relaxation brought by the whole body is full of energy. The sea area with a radius of thousands of nautical miles is the hunting ground of Whitebeard. The regiment has lived a very comfortable life in the past few years.

"Come on! Drink!"

Carrying a huge wine vat in his hand, Whitebeard poured tons and tons of wine. This was made by migrant workers in his hometown. Although it was not old enough, it was strong enough. Wine has never been a problem in terms of sales.

"Where is Yizang? Where did he go?"

Squinting his slightly drunken eyes, he sat on a chair with a big white beard. Although Yi Zang was a boy, he had a dancing skill that was no less than his martial arts skills. life, but he himself never felt embarrassed about it.

As the descendant of Hualiu Street, he is proud of his dancing skills. In such a good time like today, there should be that figure dancing long ago.

"It seems that someone from my hometown has come, and Yizang has been away for a while, Dad."

"Is it Wano Country?" Whitebeard paused for a while while pouring wine, but he didn't care, "I heard he has a younger brother."

"Marco, who's here?"

"A samurai from the Wano country, but it shouldn't be his younger brother. He looks so ugly. Yizang said his younger brother is very beautiful, and he is definitely not."

As Whitebeard's right-hand man, Marco handles these trivial matters that the old man doesn't need to worry about. He is drinking, and Marco has no intention of bothering the old man.

"Then it's called to drink. All the guests who come from afar are guests. I invite you to this meal."

Whitebeard patted the armrest. He had said this for two years, but it still made him feel very satisfied. It was great to have money in his bag. Not to mention a meal, he could afford to drink every day for a month.

"Then I'll go over and ask. That guy has been out for more than half an hour."

Wiping his mouth and putting down his wine glass, Marco kicked the floor, and the blue flames of the phoenix condensed into wings, carrying him away quickly.

On the edge of the small island where Baituan held a reception and drinking, on a wooden boat, four figures knelt and looked at each other. The strange man in a pink embroidered kimono listened carefully, nodded but shook his head.

"I'll give you a helping hand, but Kin'emon."

Yizang took out a reward order from his pocket.

"You're talking about him, right, Monkey D. Luffy."

(End of this chapter)