Pirates: The Life of a Salted Fish Broken by Roger

"Mr. Garp, he is just a pirate, do you need to keep your promise to him?"

"Yes! Mr. Karp, if you leave this guy alone, it will definitely be a huge trouble in the future."

The navy members talked to each other, and they all agreed that there was no need to abide by the pirates' agreement, and arrested Lin Yu.

"That's enough. As a man, if you don't keep your promise, you are worse than the most despicable person." Garp sneered at their remarks.

Lin Yu raised his feet and slowly walked towards the bow of the ship.

The sailors kept paying attention to Lin Yu, and when he just raised his feet, they raised the guns in their hands at the same time.

"Mr. Karp, please give the order!"

The sailors had their fingers on the triggers, ready to fire at any moment.

"If you shoot me today, you will discredit me, so don't ever stay around me."

Garp sat cross-legged on the deck, an unwavering expression on his face.

The sailors put down their guns helplessly. They knew very well that Mr. Karp was serious at this moment. If they still disobeyed the order, the consequences would be serious.

However, the moment Lin Yu jumped off the bow of the boat, a gunshot rang out.

Everyone was shocked.

"Hey! Why did you shoot? Now let's see how you explain it to Mr. Karp."

The sailors said to a comrade who was holding a gun-raising posture that the situation was serious.

"What's your name?" Garp raised his head and stared at the sailor who fired the gun with a murderous look in his eyes.

"Virgo." The sailor put down the gun in his hand and answered Garp expressionlessly.

"From now on, you are no longer under my command!" Garp opened his mouth and shouted angrily.

"As you command, Mr. Karp." Vergo replied expressionlessly, with no extra emotion on his rigid face, just like a god of death.

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On the sea, there was no wind at this time and it was calm.

Lin Yu was lying on his boat. Seven hours had passed since he broke into the navy warship alone and received Garp's three iron fist moves.

The wound on my back went from numbness to tingling, and then from tingling to numbness.

His arm was also injured from blocking Garp's iron fist, and he couldn't move for a while.

As the saying goes, misfortunes never come singly.

Lin Yu looked at the sky, with a self-deprecating smile involuntarily appearing on the corner of his mouth.

This is the consequence of his insistence on being strong and cool on his own.

He thought that the sailors on the warship would definitely obey Garp's orders and not shoot, so he was completely unprepared, but in the end he was overthinking it.

"It hurts..." Lin Yu turned over, feeling a biting pain.

He has taken out the warhead from his body, but the wound has not been treated. If it is exposed like this, the risk of infection is very high, and death may be very painful.

"Damn it, am I going to die here?"

Lin Yu whispered in a cynical voice.

"Tch, I've already died once, so what's there to be afraid of? Maybe I can go back in time after death this time."

Even now, he still didn't forget to tease himself with a smile.

It's almost five o'clock now, and the sun is still quite strong. Given the current season, it should be a while before night falls.

If he could encounter an island or ship before night fell, he might be able to be saved.

However, not long after, what he was waiting for was not salvation, but a waterspout that was rare in this sea area for a century.

I saw that the weather changed in a blink of an eye, and the sunset, which could have lasted for a while, disappeared into the clouds.

The black clouds, like the rude breath of the old man, rolled out crazily and were so strong that it was suffocating.

At this time, the sea surface also trembled, and countless fish jumped out of the water. The scene was very spectacular.

Lin Yu didn't know what was going to happen yet, but he could predict that it would definitely not be a good thing.

Suddenly, the sea surface on one side suddenly tilted violently, and an invisible huge force seemed to be stirring the sea water.

Lin Yu's boat was easily caught in the eddy, and he was like fish on the chopping board, only to be slaughtered.

Not long after, a seaspout that shot straight into the sky appeared grandly.

In the end, Lin Yu completely disappeared without even having time to say a friendly word like "Fuck!"

On the other side, on the island closest to the seaspout.

The wind and sunshine are still beautiful here, and the sunset is infinitely beautiful.

The world is so hierarchical. You have your own storms, and others have their own sunny days. Disasters and happiness will always coexist, and no one will hinder anyone.

This island, like all islands, is calm and peaceful.

There is a small town on the island with a group of simple residents. The men go fishing and the women are housewives.

Harmony is the word that best describes this cookie-cutter island life.

The only difference is that there is a boy of about ten years old on the island. In the future, he will be called a god.

His name is Enel.

On this day, he went to the beach to pick up shells as usual, picking up shells all the way, and would not stop until he filled his pocket every time.

When he was still a long way from filling his pockets, he spotted a man lying on the shore.

Enelu took a closer look and saw a shocking wound on the man's back.

"Hey, it's so scary." He had never seen anyone injured like this before, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

Then, he squatted down, looked at it first, and then cautiously stretched out his finger to tentatively poke the man's shoulder.

Nothing happens.

"Are you asleep?" Teenage Enelu didn't have the concept of death yet in his mind.

"But you can't sleep here!" Enel murmured softly, as if making requests to others made him very shy.

The man lying on the ground had long lost consciousness, so how could he still hear his sound like a stinging fly.

Seeing that the person on the ground had not responded, Enelu took action and tried several times to lift the person on his shoulders with great effort.

His thin body dragged the man forward, stopping step by step.

The dim yellow light burned at the far end of the sky, and the remaining sunset stretched the silhouettes of the two people very long.

Today, his pockets were not filled with shells.