The Scourge of Pirates

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A month later.

A small sailboat came to the offshore beach of Mon Mon Island.

Riding the waves, the small sailboat washed directly onto the beach.

Afterwards, several silhouettes jumped off the boat and stepped on the soft sand.

The person here is Maude entire group.

After more than a month, they finally arrived at Mon Mon Island.

“It’s finally here.”

Saul raised his head, looking towards a little smoke in the distance.

Maude drags the stranded small sailboat directly to the shore, saving it from being washed to the surface at high tide.

After stepping on the land, Beli is like a child recovering from a serious illness, running around on the beach with excitement,

Sunny in the vicinity found a coconut tree and instructed Beli to climb up and pick some down.

But Beli is too fat and can’t climb it no matter what.

In desperation, Sunny could only mention Beli, and then moved towards Coconut and threw it over.

Beli flew away in the air, pounced on the clusters of coconuts, and twisted several coconuts as expected.

Sunny was satisfied with nodded, and went to Laffitte with the coconut.

“Help me.”

“…”

Laffitte silently drew out the knife, went down several times, and cut the coconuts one by one.

Sunny left one for Laffitte and Beli each, and then took the remaining coconuts to Maude and Saul.

Laffitte was obviously not interested in coconut juice, so he gave the coconut that Sunny had left to Beli.

“Good brother!”

Beli gave a secret applause, holding the coconut elated and drank.

Not far away, Maude set up the small sailboat, and then took out the barrels of wine on the boat.

These wines were produced on an island in New World, and they were brought by Saul and Shanks. After all, they came to take refuge in old friends, and it’s not justified without a few things.

“Maude, this coconut juice is delicious.”

Sunny walked over and handed Maude a coconut.

“Let me try.”

Maude took the coconut with a smile and took a sip. It was clear, sweet and slightly sour.

“It’s really good.”

“Ah.”

Sunny smiled slightly.

There is not much coconut water, and it is gone after a few bites.

Maude threw the empty coconut onto the grass outside the beach, and immediately picked up 2 barrels of wine.

“It’s a bit wasteful.”

Just as Maude picked up the wine, a sweet female voice came from the woods not far away.

Maude and Sunny subconsciously tensed their nerves and watched the direction the sound came from looking towards.

They didn’t notice any breath before the voice came.

rustle–

A woman stepped over the low bushes and walked out of the small woods.

The woman has a beautiful face, a white scarf wrapped around her head, and a long dress with short sleeves.

The hem of the skirt was rusted out with a needle and thread to rust out a black and white cartoon sheep head, invisibly exuding a youthful atmosphere.

After seeing that the man was a woman about 20 years old, Maude not at all relaxed his vigilance, put down the wine barrel, and climbed the 1000 bird handle with the right hand.

The same is true for Sunny, pressing her right hand on the handle of the gun. Whenever something happens, she will draw the gun without the slightest hesitation.

Women don’t know if they are nervous or deeply hidden, and turn a blind eye to Maude and Sunny’s reactions.

She took a few steps forward, bending down to pick up the coconut that Maude had thrown on the ground.

Raising your hand and gently patting off the sand on the coconut, Jaya looked towards Maude and Sunny.

“Put the dug out coconut meat into puree, then add hot goat’s milk and rock nectar, just a few stirs, it will be a very good hot drink, so it is very wasteful to throw it away.”

“you are?”

Maude looked at Jaya.

The woman in front of her looked harmless, but she gave a sense that could not be underestimated.

“I should ask this sentence.”

Jaya glanced at Maude’s right hand on the handle, calmly said: “But no matter who you are, please leave quickly.”

Maude noticed Jaya’s wink and immediately let go of the hilt.

Being vigilant is a good thing, but this behavior is really impolite, and he sees that the woman in front of him is innocent, but doesn’t welcome them very much.

“We’re here to find someone.”

With that said, Maude glanced at Saul on the beach.

Saul also noticed the situation here, but didn’t care, and walked slowly over on crutches.

“Find someone?”

Jaya was a little confused.

Maude nodded and said: “Yes, we came to Mon Mon Island to find someone named Gaban.”

“Come to Gaban…”

There was a hint of alertness on Jaya’s face.

“Who are you?”

“Uh, let Saul explain, it’s the old man.”

Maude pointed to Saul who was walking slowly.

The woman in front of me obviously knows Gaban, so let Saul explain.

Jaya followed Maude’s guidance and looked towards Saul with a cane.

Little old man…

It seems that Gaban has mentioned it.

…………

Marineford, a crescent-shaped island, is also the location of Marine Headquarters.

With 1000 to 10000000 islands on the sea, Marineford can be at the forefront when it comes to safety.

On this extremely safe island, a very humane town was built for Marine’s family.

The peaceful environment makes the town filled with smiles that can be seen everywhere.

Living here, they don’t have to worry about the threat from Pirate.

To the south of the town, there is a cemetery.

Large tracts of white marble tombstones are scattered on the ground.

The distance between each tombstone is not long. If you measure it carefully, you will find that the space between the tombstone and the tombstone is not enough to fit the coffin.

As a result, the tombstones erected over and over again have a sense of density.

Garp walked into the cemetery with a bottle of spirits in his hand.

He drove through the trails and came to one of the white tombstones.

The name densely packed is engraved on the tombstone, which means that no bones are buried under the tombstone.

In fact, the overwhelming majority in the cemetery are all clothing graves.

Garp knelt down and silently looked at the densely packed name on the tombstone.

In the long struggle between Marine and Pirate, people often only value the results, so how can they waste effort to remember these names?

Over time, they are like people who have never existed.

啵 ——

Without a word, he pulled out the cork, and Garp poured half of the wine on the tombstone.

The clear wine dripped over the name on the tombstone, and the air immediately filled with a mellow aroma of wine.

Garp stopped his hand until there was only a little left in the bottle, pointed the mouth of the bottle to his mouth, and drank the rest of the wine in one breath.

Putting down the empty wine bottle, Garp sits cross-legged.

The breeze shook up bits of grass.

After a long time, there was a light footstep behind him.

Garp doesn’t have to look back, and he can tell the person is Vice Admiral Tsuru by the sound of footsteps.

Vice Admiral Tsuru came to Garp’s side with his hand, his eyes glanced over a visible scar on Garp’s cheek.

“I didn’t see you at the office, thinking you might come here.”

“As expected of Tsuru-chan.”

Garp laughed.

Vice Admiral Tsuru squatted down, staring at the name on the tablet, calmly said: “During this period, those brats have been asking how the wound on your face came from.”

Garp said with a smile indifferently: “It’s okay to say it straight, it’s not a shameful thing.”

Upon hearing this, Vice Admiral Tsuru glanced at the scar on Garp’s face again, and said, “I thought it was Crafty Rifle, but didn’t expect it to be the boy.”

“haha.”

Saul’s words flashed through Garp’s mind, and he couldn’t help but recall Maude’s imposing manner at the time.

“That young man is indeed powerful. The shot that came over at that time, although immature, made me feel the will contained in it.”

“Just now, the boy’s bounty order has been established.”

“Oh?”

Garp was surprised at first, then suddenly.

After all, there was a headquarters Captain killed by the boy.

Establishing the wanted is a matter of as it should be by rights.