One Piece: World Domination

  "How is that possible?" Ham looked at the direction of the pointer, and then looked at the pointer on his hand. Both directions seemed to be pointing to the same place.

  "You are stupid. We have not left the weather range of Dihuo Island. We will still be affected by the magnetic force of Dihuo Island. The direction of the next island is exactly the same as the previous one. Our current goal has not changed, it is still that island. ." Simon yelled at Ham.

  "It turned out to be like this. I was negligent." Ham scratched his head in embarrassment.

  "Captain, what do you want to do?" Everyone looked at Rogge.

  Rogge is the captain, and you still have to listen to him in the general direction. After all, this is his ship.

  However, Rogge lay on the bow of the boat, looking at the sea in the distance without saying a word.

  Jerry and the others looked at Rogge curiously. Normally Rogge would have taunted Ham at this time. This was almost his daily routine. However, Rogge calmed down and looked ahead, not knowing what he was doing.

  "What's wrong?" Jerry came over curiously and asked.

  "call"

  "" These question marks appeared on Jerry's forehead.

  "snoring"

  ""

  Jerry heard a strange noise and finally came over, but what he saw was Roger sleeping soundly with his eyes closed and a bubble hanging from his nose.

  One popped up on his head. Jerry raised his fist and held it firmly.

  "Get up, you bastard."

  Jerry roared angrily, waved his fists, and beat Rogg violently.

  Rogge, who had a bruised nose and face, leaned against the side of the boat, resting his hands on it, looking at everyone with a blank look on his face.

  "What, what's wrong"

  "This bastard." Jerry was still a little angry and wanted to do it again now.

  "Are these companions? Don't they mean we have a good relationship?" Jerry murmured secretly as he hid while hugging Billy, who kept breaking away.

  Jerry said angrily: "You guys tell this bastard that I don't have such a good temper, what kind of drink do you want?"

  "Orange juice." Rogge raised his hand with difficulty.

  "Shit Lei." Jerry turned his head and entered the cabin.

  On the deck, Ham was explaining to Rogge. Rogge had already recovered. He was sitting on a wine barrel with his legs crossed, one hand clasping between his toes, and his expression was very happy.

  "This is simple, just follow the route." Rogge said nonchalantly.

  "But the Navy will be waiting for us over there," Cook said.

  "This is simple. That naval admiral is White Hunter Smoker. He is not an ordinary naval admiral. If he is really here, then Cook, you can do this." Rogge whispered to Cook.

  Cook nodded after hearing this, looking at Rogge with an intriguing expression.

  "Is this guy so mean?" Ares asked Hamm in a low voice.

  "Just don't be deceived by his appearance. Rogge is not the kind of simple person you think. If he were really simple, Jerry and I wouldn't have gone to sea with him." Ham smiled and shook his head.

  Not long after, Jerry came out with juice and handed everyone a glass. Jerry, who drank juice for the first time, liked this sweet and sour drink very much, but looking at Billy in his hand, he still drank it by himself. Okay, such a delicious thing can be given to a dog. Leave a cup for it to lick.

  Billy had no idea that Jerry, a simple bitch, had become impure, and happily licked the glass from which he had finished drinking juice.

  Returning along the escape route, Rogge once again hid in the small room on the mast to continue training. The practice of seeing and hearing the domineering spirit could come to an end. What Rogge needed now was to fight. Why would he be willing to take the original route? It was also because he wanted to see what his strength was. As for a way to escape, he had just told Cook that when he really couldn't deal with Smoker, Cook would take action.

  Since they had only entered the Grand Line not long ago, only about ten days in total, Harm did not know enough about the Grand Line. He himself realized that, and was now supplementing his knowledge about the Grand Line, working with Cook and Simon. Communicate with people, learn from two people’s experiences, etc.

  Snowflakes were flying, and they were still in the weather of Earth Fire Island. After leaving the climate range of Winter Island, it was boring sailing again. Ares stayed in the room and didn't know what he was studying, and Ham was cramming in navigation knowledge. Simon, Cook, and Jerry formed a small team to fight the Landlord every day.

  Originally, the three of them took care of Billy, but the three of them were attracted by the playing cards that Roger took out, so they became Landlord enthusiasts, while Billy was handed over to the newcomer Jerry. Anyway, Jerry liked this silly guy. Dogs, one of them is naive and the other is silly, they just happen to be able to communicate.

  No one knows what the actions and expressions of silly dog ​​Billy are doing. Only Jerry can understand. It can only be said that birds of a feather flock together, and they finally come together.

  "Boom"

  Roger jumped down from the mast, looked at Jerry who was still playing Landlord and shouted: "Jerry, hurry up and cook, I'm starving."

  "Come on, bomb." Without looking back, Jerry stared at the cards in his hand and threw out four aces.

  "Wang Zha." Simon laughed and threw the little king out.

  Jerry's expression changed. This time he was the landlord. Seeing the cards in Simon's hand, Jerry had a bad feeling. He immediately looked into the distance and shouted: "Hey, what is that?"

  Hearing Jerry's words, neither Simon nor Cook reacted. Jerry had already mixed the cards in his hand with the cards played in front of him, and then ran quickly into the cabin.

  "I'm going to cook, I don't have time to play. I'll fight you when I'm done." Jerry's voice came from inside the cabin.

  Simon and Cook looked at the cards in their hands. They put down the cards in their hands at the same time. Looking at the bad cards in their hands, they both laughed.

  In fact, even if Jerry mixes all the cards together, they can still know what cards Jerry still has in his hand. However, in terms of playing psychological tactics, how can young Jerry be the opponent of these two old foxes? When these two kings fight, in fact They knew that their probability of winning was very low, but the two of them psychologically crushed Jerry and made him give up on his own initiative.

  "How much did you earn?" Cook said to Simon with a smile.

  Simon flicked the IOU in his hand and said with a smile: "Not much, million Baileys."

  "It's okay, I have million Baileys here." Cook took out the IOU and stuffed it into his pocket.

  In just one day's work, Jerry lost million beli to these two old fools. Rogge, who heard the conversation between the two, shook his head silently. Betting can kill people. Fortunately, his poker skills are terrible, otherwise he would not be able to play. These old fritters.

  "Sure enough, animations are all lies. Sailing is really not a fun thing." Rogge said with emotion as he looked at the sea.

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