Pirate I really don't want revolution

"Good morning, Kella!"

Kerla stared blankly at the smiling handsome blond man in front of her. Looking at the dazzling smile, Kerla subconsciously glanced at the sun in the sky.

Didn't you come out from the west?

"Brother Dean, are you okay?"

Dean's handsome smile froze when he saw Kerra's ghostly look. He had indeed deliberately acted a little unpopular before, but it seemed that he hadn't reached this level yet, right?

"What can happen to me? I'm fine."

"Then what are you doing today..."

Kerla bit her lip and still didn't dare to say the words "weird".

"What's wrong with me? Aren't I always like this?"

Kella looked at Dean and said subconsciously:

"Brother Dean, don't you usually leave your room at eleven o'clock and then go back to take a nap after eating? Why did you wake up at only eight o'clock today?"

"Well, I suddenly figured it out. Now that I have decided to join the big group of the Revolutionary Army, I can't continue to go my own way, so I decided to keep the same schedule as you from today on... Well, that's right, that's it .”

Seeing Dean's majestic and upright appearance, the ignorant girl Kerla was easily fooled. When she heard these words, a smile appeared on her face again:

"Brother Dean, I'm so happy that you think of me like this. If that's the case, let's go for morning exercise together."

Dean naturally nodded in agreement to this. Morning exercise, morning exercise is good. One day is in the morning. He practiced with those Revolutionary Army soldiers. He should be able to become stronger with them soon.

In this way, under the leadership of Kerla, Dean came to the open deck at the bow of the ship, but Dean's expression changed after arriving on the deck.

How should I put it, this morning exercise seems to be different from what I imagined.

Seeing a group of muscular men in front of him gathered in a circle and looking excitedly at the two macho men fighting hand to hand, Dean's expression was a little subtle.

Looking closer and watching the two muscular men in the field making philosophical voices, Dean couldn't help but shudder. He looked at Kerla and asked quietly:

"Is your daily morning exercise like this? In normal morning exercise, shouldn't everyone do push-ups together, run a few laps around the deck, or practice boxing together?"

Kerra heard this and explained:

"We did those trainings when we were in Baldigo, but now we are on a ship. The space on the ship cannot support us to do those basic trainings, so everyone generally exercises in the morning this way.

After all, this kind of battle can save more space, and the improvement effect is also more obvious. "

"That's true, but..."

Dean glanced at the two brothers over there who had already decided the winner. Although there were no injuries on their faces, he recalled the muffled sound they made when their bodies collided just now...

Dean always felt that if he were to play in his place, his opponent might kneel on the ground within three moves...

Those who pinched themselves begged themselves not to die.

Kerra saw Dean's face was troubled and showed a thoughtful look. After a long time, she made a fist with her right hand and knocked it on the palm of her left hand and made a soft sound:

"Oh~ I understand. Brother Dean, you are worried that you are too strong and that you will hurt everyone if you can't hold back your hands during the fight. Brother Dean is really gentle."

"Um...yes, that's what I meant, so I'm also very distressed. It seems I can only give up my morning exercise."

Kella said so, what else could Dean say?After all, he is a man, and he is not willing to say that he is not good enough.

Just when Dean was thinking that he could finally escape, a voice beside him rang:

"It doesn't matter, isn't it me? I will be your opponent!"

Hearing this energetic voice, Dean's body froze, and he turned his head stiffly. Dean saw Sabo, who was carrying an iron rod behind him, giving him a big smile.

Kerla's eyes lit up when she saw Sabo. She said to Dean excitedly:

"That's right, brother Dean, even though Sabo is young and usually not very smart, this guy is the strongest person on the ship besides Mr. Dorag.

Even Mr. Haku, who teaches us karate at the headquarters, is no match for Sabo.

If it's Saab, Brother Dean will definitely be able to get enough training. "

Looking at Kerra with shining eyes and Sabo with fighting eyes, Dean couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Adequate exercise?I'm afraid I will only get a full fat beating!

Refuse, must refuse!

Dean looked at Sabo in front of him, pretended not to care and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, coughed lightly and said:

"This, this is not necessary."

Sabo frowned when he heard this. He always felt that he seemed to be underestimated by Dean:

"Mr. Dean, I'm really strong. You can try fighting me. I won't let you down!"

Sabo's loud voice was not small. As soon as he shouted, everyone around him suddenly fell silent, and dozens of eyes looked over.

Hearing Sabo's loud challenge to Dean, the curiosity of the Revolutionary Army soldiers present was aroused.

We have long heard of Dean's reputation as a genius. Seven years ago, when he was only 13 years old, Dean was able to help Fisher Tiger board the Mary Joy and escape from that chaos unscathed.

Now that seven years have passed, they are all curious to how far Dean's strength has grown.

At this thought, the soldiers of the Revolutionary Army spoke one after another:

"Mr. Dean, just accept Sabo's challenge."

"Yes, Mr. Dean, please show us your ability again. We didn't see it clearly when we were in Mushroom Town before."

Listening to the buzz around him, cold sweat started to fall on Dean's forehead again.

His brain was working rapidly, thinking about how he should get out of the predicament at hand.

After a long while, Dean's eyes lit up, and he suddenly put on an air of a master and said to the people around him:

"What do you think is the purpose of morning exercise?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was stunned. After a long time, Kerla said sarcastically:

"To increase strength?"

Dean gave him a thumbs up and continued:

"Yes, the purpose of our morning exercises is just to train ourselves. Since it is to train ourselves, why should we stick to fighting. In my opinion, as long as it can enrich ourselves, it is a good morning exercise."

Dean looked around at the crowd, and his eyes finally settled on the flintlock gun on one person's waist.

Dean pointed at the flintlock gun on the man's waist and said as confidently as possible:

"I have never used a flintlock gun, so my morning training goal today is... to learn how to use a flintlock gun!"