Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Title Is Eaten

"Quiet"

Qingcheng looked at the reporter who was still confused and said: "I know you don't believe it again, but that's the case, you just need to think about it to know, for example, why Whitebeard went to the East China Sea from the New World to find me at the risk of the invasion of the Beast Kaido, and why he sent his son to Mancros Island to look for me a year ago, from the above two points, it can be seen that his illness has occurred again." ”

Qingcheng paused for a moment and continued: "Although I know that this is cruel, I have to do it, because I can't be by his side for the rest of my life, and besides, as a reporter, you must have tasted the taste of not being able to sleep! ”

"Hmm"

The sloppy reporter nodded subconsciously, and then reacted so much that he couldn't help but be circled again, and at the same time shouted in his heart: "Don't talk about the invasion of the former Hundred Beast Kaido, the latter, you are sure that the people of the Whitebeard Pirates went to ask you to go back a year ago, especially knowing that the other party is deceiving people, I actually believe it again, this guy is worthy of being the most awesome liar in history." ”

The next moment, the sloppy reporter who secretly guarded his heart couldn't help but have a dignified look in his eyes when he looked at Qingcheng, which couldn't be blamed on him, if he was to blame, he was blamed for the opponent being too strong.

"Alright. ”

At this time, Qingcheng got up directly and said: "That's all for this interview, you can board all the information I just said, but if I see false information in the newspaper, then your fate will be the same as that pirate supernova just now." ”

"Gollum!"

Almost the moment the words fell, the sloppy reporter couldn't help swallowing the foam, but when he saw that Qingcheng really got up to leave, he couldn't help but be excited: "Wait!"

"Hmm!"

Qingcheng, who paused for a while, looked at him: "Is there anything else?"

"That!"

Out of nowhere, the reporter conjured up a camera and said weakly: "I want to take a picture of you and use it to make a newspaper cover." ”

"This one can be!"

The next moment, Qingcheng's eyes lit up, and then he pulled out the knife, and he directly put on a posture that he thought was super handsome and said, "Take a picture! Remember to take a better look." ”

“……”

Reporter: "I almost smashed the camera over. ”

"Click!"

At this time, I don't know if the wind made by Qingcheng with chakra or from the door blew in, and at the moment when the gust of wind blew Qingcheng's long hair up, the reporter had pressed the shutter several times in a row.

"Yay!"

In an instant, the reporter who only heard the sound of 'yes', and then looked at the photos in his camera, couldn't help but admire himself.

"Good shot. ”

At this time, Qingcheng, who came behind the reporter in an instant, nodded with satisfaction, and then continued: "Help me take a picture of my back again, my back is also very photogenic." ”

“……”

The next moment, just when the reporter wanted to complain, Qingcheng had already arrived in front and left a back for him.

"Click!"

As before, the moment a gust of wind blew Qingcheng's white trench coat and long hair, the reporter had pressed the shutter of the camera several times in his hand.

"Huh!"

At this time, as if he had found something terrible, the reporter looked at the photo in the mobile phone in disbelief, of course he looked at the photo he had just taken, but the difference was that he did not see Qingcheng but the white-bearded skeleton logo painted on Qingcheng's white windbreaker, no wonder he felt as if he had remembered something after Qingcheng walked in before.

"Not bad!"

I don't know when, Qingcheng, who came to the reporter again, looked at the back in the picture and said with satisfaction: "Sure enough, I'm still very photogenic!"

"That!"

At this time, the reporter asked weakly, "How did Mr. Vess print the skull logo of the Whitebeard Pirates on his trench coat, are you sure this photo will be in the newspaper?"

"Why not!"

Qingcheng looked at the reporter speechlessly, and then said: "I'm the second leader of Whitebeard, shouldn't it be taken for granted to have the skeleton logo of the Whitebeard Pirates printed on my cloak?"

“……”

The reporter who heard this was speechless, and then secretly thought to himself, "Are you an idiot? He himself is not afraid of what I am afraid of." ”

"Tread"

The next moment, looking at the back of Qingcheng leaving, the reporter couldn't help but close his eyes and mourn for Qingcheng in silence, he felt that Qingcheng would definitely die after the newspaper was published, very miserable, very miserable.

After all, the skull flag of the pirates is not something to joke about, especially since the other party is still the absolute overlord of the sea, the Whitebeard Pirates.

"Whew!"

After a long time, the sloppy reporter who exhaled took out a phone bug with his eyes shining and pulled it out, he called Fern a reporter, a reporter who had been fired for several days, but then he would turn over, not only turn over, but even have the confidence to step on the head of his original boss in one fell swoop, this is his self-confidence.

"Yo!"

On the other side, as soon as Qingcheng left the bar, he saw Di Luo already walking from the front and said, "I knew that Qingcheng's father would come here." ”

Qingcheng smiled and asked, "Have you bought the permanent hands of the Chambord Islands?"

Diro said, "Of course I bought it." ”

"Let's go!"

Qingcheng finished smiling and was already walking towards him.

Di Luo said speechlessly: "I haven't drunk yet, I'll go back to the boat later, Dad, you go back by yourself." ”

"No need!"

Qingcheng, who was staggered by Di Luo, walked in the direction of the port and said, "I have already drunk all the wine in the bar, so even if you go in, you won't drink." ”

“……”

"Awesome, my Qingcheng daddy. ”

The next moment, Di Luo, who praised it, could only helplessly follow Qingcheng's footsteps towards the direction of the port, there was no way that the wine was drunk, did you want to drink water!"

"That's right!"

At this time, Qingcheng, who seemed to remember something, asked, "What about Kebisha! Has his food and fresh water been replenished?" ”

"It's been around for a long time!"

Di Luo rolled his eyes and said, "How can something like this take so long, but then again, shouldn't we find a chef? ”

Qingchengtou didn't reply: "Let's talk about it, anyway, if you don't die of hunger, but the helmsman should find a first, otherwise it would be too unreasonable to always ask me to take the helm." ”

“……”

"I don't know who was so excited at the beginning, after all, it's Qingcheng Daddy, you're tired of driving yourself!"

Suddenly, Di Luo, who was extremely disgusted in his heart, smiled on the surface: "If you are a helmsman, my senior sister is a very qualified helmsman." ”

"Oh"

Qingcheng's eyes lit up, and then he looked at him and said, "Then, this task will be handed over to you." ”

"Give it to me?"

Di Luo rolled his eyes and said, "I can't do it if I leave it to me, but if Daddy speaks in person, then it is estimated that the helmsman of this ship has not run away." ”

"Really?"

Qingcheng smiled slightly: "Then I'll try it then!"

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As soon as the picture turned, on the other side, at the port, I saw a small sailboat painted with a white-bearded skull flag raising the white sail that was also printed with the white-bearded skull logo and setting sail slowly.

On the ship, Qingcheng, who also had a shadow clone to control the rudder, sat cross-legged on the lookout at the top of the mast as usual, refining Chakra in an attempt to break through to the quasi-shadow level as soon as possible.