[Master Pirate] Moby Dick's daily life

It's really hard work, Aquiles, you can raise the bear child well

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Marco's disaster basically started after Whitebeard decided to dump Ace to him.It took some work for Marco to get Ace out of 'Where's that bastard Marine? ''Why am I in the Whitebeard Pirates? ''You simply kidnapped me from the navy and threatened my brother! ’ freed from this logic.

Thanks Newsbird.

Ace was silent for a while about the date in the newspaper, and then became even more bearish.

He is in the spirit of making trouble for the "Whitebeard Pirates, don't be cowardly and just do it." ''Although I don't know why I am in the Whitebeard Pirates, but I must be forced. ''That weird pineapple head must not be a good person. 'This kind of thinking has successfully increased the workload for Marco.

After finding the wriggling worms from his dinner plate for the fifth time, Marco finally couldn't hold back and stuffed all his food into Ace's mouth: "I'm a phoenix, but I eat it." Humans who ate the phoenix fruit are not phoenixes who ate the phoenix fruit!"

The white beard who rarely appeared in the restaurant laughed.

"That's really a pity, I still want to raise a bird." Little Ace didn't care at all, and swallowed the food, "Also, do you need me to teach you how old you are? It's shameful to waste food." He sat up straight , Although the action of eating is fast, it is also very elegant.At this time, little Ace, apart from all kinds of confrontation and pranks, looks like a little nobleman.

Marco resisted the urge to punch him.

"But how did you stuff it in?" Sachs leaned his head over curiously, "I've been paying attention, how did you find the exact one for Marco and put it in?" It's obvious that everyone has the same meal , The randomness is so strong, how did this little guy not accidentally injure him?

"Hmph, the wisdom of mortals." Ace was quite proud.

"I learned it from his brother, the vice-captain." Marco rubbed his head, "'Conspirator' isn't just for nothing. I heard Aquiles say that that guy was a magician before he became a pirate. Why? Ace was such a mess when he was a child." Marco, who had been tossed about for several meals and failed to eat well, was quite tired.

"Now, I can barely believe that you know my brother." Little Ace raised his chin, and the proud expression made the watching captains laugh, "But as a bird, you still stay quietly On your branch."

"I've said it all, I'm a human who ate the fruit of the phoenix, not a phoenix that has become a spirit!"

"The phoenix fruit in the shape of a refined pineapple, please stay quietly in the kitchen."

I'm tired, I don't really want to talk...

"Hahahaha!!!" Harta, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, burst into tears, "Little Ace has such a good imagination, um, ahahaha!" He slapped the table and laughed wildly, "Speaking of which, Marco, you The shape of the phoenix fruit is really a pineapple, isn't it, that's why you like the pineapple leaf shape so much!"

I'm tired, I don't really want to talk...

"Pretend to be young." Little Ace started the group mocking mode, "They are all human beings in their 30s, why are you pretending to be tender." Harta's baby face is what he is most dissatisfied with.In fact, because he looked too young, he had been stopped outside the tavern many times when he was with him.

"Uncle who loves strangeness," mocked Vista, who was comforting Harta, "swing the sword, just swing the sword, and sprinkle petals along with it, want to create a romantic atmosphere to make your opponent fall in love with you. Obviously it is a A man with thick chest hair, wearing a neat suit, I didn't expect him to be a beast in clothes."

Then laying down the guns were the other crew members sitting next to him. Little Ace basically attacked indiscriminately. In the end, everyone around him would be provoked by him all over the place. Your trafficker!" He pointed at the white beard, ignoring the momentary silence around him.

Marco stared at Ace with a stunned look: "You guys who say 'I'm going to pursue my dream' and then abandon their families and children, go to hell!" As he said, he rushed out of the cafeteria .

Whitebeard and Marco, who knew his life experience, instantly understood his resistance these days, and what they didn't know had changed from the initial joke to anger.Whitebeard is actually the heart and belief on this boat. Everyone can ignore being scolded and laugh at all the jokes, except for the old man...

untouchable.

"Forget it," Whitebeard waved his hand, "Ace's father is indeed an irresponsible bastard, and it's only right for him to be angry. After all, he's a stinky brat with no memory, so he doesn't have the same knowledge as him." Even so, " But when he recovers..." The rest of the words, others can understand without saying.

"But I didn't expect that Ace looked like this when I was a child." Vista touched his foil, "Is it really strange? I thought everyone liked my gorgeous moves." Some depressed.

"It's all right," Marco pushed his empty plate, noticing the slightly reflective particles on the plate and twitching his mouth, "Are you kidding, when will the brat come?"

"Puff puff puff!" Following his words, various retching sounds came from around, and there was a more contrasting sound of frantic watering, "Why is the trough so salty!" Too much salt?" "Damn what happened just now?" "Who the hell mixed salt with sweetness!"

Marco covered his head, knowing that these people were accidentally recruited: "Sachs, I think you should continue to prohibit him from entering the kitchen."

"I've already banned it." Sachs ate what was on his plate without changing his expression, "Don't waste it~" He smiled, with a dark breath behind him, "A group of people who are distracted from the topic and don't pay attention to their territory guy."

Sighing, looking at the more expectant expression of the white beard beside him, he had a bad feeling: "Father..." He dragged his voice.

"Ku la la la la la la, I don't know anything." Whitebeard even hummed a ditty in a good mood.

This is said, do you believe it yourself...

But soon, Marco didn't worry about what his father saw.Because when a group of people were struggling to finish their meal and wanted to stand up and leave, there was the sound of clothes being torn apart randomly.Then there is a piece of colorful pants, or a big white butt.

Marco covered his eyes, feeling even more tired.He said why the manager of the warehouse told him that the sticky fruit had disappeared, and it turned out that it was all stolen by this little devil.But such a large batch of sticky fruits for ship repair...

"What the hell is the floor!" "Help my hand is glued!"...

bad boy……

Tired.