Pirate: Vice-Captain of the Whitebeard Pirates

When Plank and Marco came back, their clean clothes were already stained with blood.

Larson noticed that there was something wrong with the expressions of the two of them, and he said in a gentle tone: "Go and change into clean clothes and take a rest."

"Yeah." Marco and Plank walked into the cabin with their heads lowered.

Whitebeard smiled and said: "It's really interesting. These two little guys killed so many people and were so scared."

"After all, it's the first time. It's good to get over this hurdle," Larson said.

While Marco and the others were resting, Larson drove the ship towards the Golden Monkey Pirates.

As they got closer, the scene on the ship was revealed to them.

There was blood everywhere, and the bodies of dozens of pirates lay scattered on the deck.

"These two guys are quite capable."

Larson jumped onto the pirate ship opposite, walked into the cabin and groped for a while, and soon walked out with a large box in his arms.

He shouted to Whitebeard lying on the Taishi's chair: "Come and help."

"what?"

Whitebeard looked impatient: "What are you doing with those things?"

Larson moved the boxes to their boat and said with a smile: "These are our trophies, why not take them?"

The box was opened, and it was filled with golden gold and silver jewelry.

However, there were many boxes like this on the pirate ship.

"What a fat fish!"

Larson lamented that this Golden Monkey Pirates were actually richer than them.

It is pitiful to say that the Whitebeard Pirates clearly have two pirates with a bounty of hundreds of millions, but they have very little money on board.

Whitebeard helped Larson move all the boxes back, and by this time Marco and Plank had also walked out.

"How about it?"

Larson asked, looking at the two.

"How about what?"

"How does it feel to kill someone?"

Marco curled his lips: "It's just so so, I thought it was so scary."

Marco's tough-tongued look made Larson laugh. When Marco came back just now, the look of wanting to vomit but not daring to do so was still in his mind.

"Wow, that's a lot of money!"

Gangplank noticed the treasure in the box, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Larson smiled and said: "With this money, we can build a larger ship."

Larson never forgot about Moby-Dick.

"Ah?"

Marco wondered: "Isn't our ship very good? Why do we need to change the ship?"

Larson was too lazy to explain to the little kid. He ordered: "Don't ask so many questions and move all these boxes into the cabin quickly."

"Tch, don't say anything when you ask, just let people do the work."

Marco complained as he worked.

Planck was still good, working honestly without talking, and doing whatever Larson asked him to do.

There is no harm without comparison,

Larson was very satisfied with Plank. He patted Plank on the shoulder: "Plank, do your best. The position of captain of the hard-working team will be yours."

Marco was stunned: "Didn't you say that I am the captain of the first team?"

Larson said: "Sorry, the final right of interpretation belongs to the captain."

Marco felt that he was bullied by Larson: "Dad!"

Every time he was bullied by Larson, he would ask Whitebeard for help, but usually Whitebeard would smile and encourage him every time, and then do nothing.

It was the same this time. Whitebeard, who had just finished moving the boxes, lay down comfortably on his chair. When he heard Marco's words, he said without turning his head: "Marco, dad believes you can do it."

Marco was speechless for a moment. His father obviously didn't hear what he just said.

Larson said with a smile: "In this world, the strong are respected, and our Whitebeard Pirates are no exception. If you can beat Gangplank, the captain of the first team will still be yours, and no one can take it away. "

Marco's eyes lit up: "This is what you said!"

"I said."

Marco was suddenly full of fighting spirit: "Just wait and see!"

After saying that, he picked up the box and left.

Gangplank, who had become Marco's enemy for no reason, suddenly felt bad.

What's the situation? He obviously didn't do anything!

Larson was very happy after successfully fooling Marco again.

"Okay Plank, go ahead and sail the ship. Marco can do all this alone."

"It's... well."

Plank went to sail the ship, and Larson came to the back of the ship, where the sea king he had killed before was being fixed to the back of the ship with a rope.

He sighed. It seemed that the Whitebeard Pirates were really looking for a chef.

These days, their food problem is solved by Planck, but what can I say about the things Planck makes? At most, people will starve to death. If they want to ask for more, there is no need.

There's no way, of the four people on the boat, only Planck can cook. When he was on the island, he didn't eat very particular things, but now it's not possible. If his physical strength is not replenished at sea, it will cause extraordinary consequences. Big trouble.

"It seems the search for a chef is imminent."

Larson didn’t know who solved the problem of feeding the Whitebeard Pirates in the original work. He originally wanted the current Whitebeard Pirates to develop naturally and slowly follow the trajectory of the original work to replace those white beards. The crew members of the Beard Pirates came up one by one.

But now it is obvious that this plan is no longer feasible. The development of the Whitebeard Pirates has seriously deviated from the trajectory of the original work.

The Whitebeard Pirates at this time in the original work may have only just emerged, but now the existence of Larson has caused a butterfly effect. There are very few people on the sea who do not know the Whitebeard Pirates today. The track has deviated. After all, what is the current situation? Larson no longer knows whether the Whitebeard Pirates can become the familiar Whitebeard Pirates in the future.

After breakfast, Larson and Whitebeard sat opposite each other. There was a chessboard in front of them. At this time, the chessboard was covered with black and white chess pieces.

Marco was standing aside watching the fight.

The sea can be very boring at times because sailing from island to island often takes a long time.

This backgammon was used by Larson to kill time, but he didn't expect that Whitebeard would become addicted to it as soon as he played it. The key is that he stopped drinking after playing it, and would clamor to play two games with Larson every day. .

But his playing skills are so unsightly, he is typically good at playing and loves to play.

It was Whitebeard's turn to make a move, and he carefully picked up a black beard with his big, rough hands.

While the black piece was falling, he kept secretly observing Larson. At this time, he noticed that Larson's eyebrows were a little relaxed, and he quickly picked up the black piece that was about to fall.

Larson was stunned: "Oh, you!"

Whitebeard smiled and said: "I made a mistake, it doesn't count."

Larson sighed: "Okay, okay."

This time Whitebeard changed his position and was still observing Larson when he made the move.

At this time, he saw Larson frowning, he smiled slightly, and dropped his hand confidently.

"Okay, it's your turn."

"hiss."

Larson looked embarrassed, holding a white stone as if he didn't know where it was.

Whitebeard's face was filled with pride.

"Marco, is Dad great?"

Marco instantly turned into a flatterer: "Dad is so awesome, this guy Marco seems to be losing."

At this time, Larson finally made a move. When Whitebeard saw the position where Larson's piece landed, the smile on his face froze instantly.

At the same time, Marco's words were frozen.

"Five sons in one line, I won." Larson's expression was so calm. However, the calmer he became, the more embarrassed the father and son, Whitebeard and Marco, became.

The air was suddenly quiet.

Whitebeard stared at the chessboard in front of him, his head almost breaking and he still couldn't figure out how he lost.

Larson picked up the beer and took a sip. He was clearly drinking, but it felt like tea.

In fact, how could he not see Whitebeard's little eyes? He made that expression on purpose to confuse Whitebeard.

This small game of backgammon felt like a spy game between the two of them.

In fact, Larson's skills are not very good, but the key is that Whitebeard is better. He, a rookie, can always find a sense of confidence in Whitebeard.

"Come again and again."

Here Whitebeard is clamoring for another round, but Larson has had enough. Defeating Whitebeard twice a day has become his small task.

"Let's play again tomorrow."

Seeing Larson's unwillingness, Whitebeard suddenly became unhappy: "I think you are afraid, so you don't dare to play with me."

Marco on the side was a little helpless. He could see this crude provocation. Will Larson be fooled?

"Hmph, just come!"

I actually got fooled!

Marco's expression can be described as wonderful.

This time due to a mistake by Larson, Whitebeard finally won.

In an instant, Whitebeard's excited cheers echoed throughout the ship: "Hahaha, I won, I won."

Larson looked dissatisfied: "I made a mistake in this game. It can't be counted. Let's play another game."

Whitebeard said: "Why doesn't it count? It's your fault that you made a mistake. I didn't make a mistake."

Who would have thought that these two pirates, who together could shock the world, would quarrel over a game of backgammon.