Chapter Twenty-Six: A Pleasant Conversation

Happy New Year's Day, ladies and gentlemen

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Nighttime.

Starlight falls on the sea.

At this time, the sea is very calm, which is completely different from the rage of the daytime.

Fang Zheng was sitting on a chair, holding a glass of wine, and was chatting with Whitebeard.

During the day, the two of them were still fighting.

But that doesn't mean they're necessarily enemies.

The friendship of many people on the sea is fought through fists.

Roger and Whitebeard, for example, are pretty standard examples.

The same is true for Founder and Whitebeard at this moment.

The two of them talked happily about the wine, pushed the glasses and handed them over, and drank very refreshingly.

"Kulalalala, have you heard, the navy has a so-called Seven Martial Seas plan, but I don't know their specific candidates, they should all be pirates with good strength."

Whitebeard took a sip of wine and said a little drunkly, his tone still so domineering.

"Hiccup, I heard ......"

Fang Zheng filled a glass of wine, and then spoke: "And I also met the Flying Squirrel Lieutenant to recruit Moria, but I beat him away.

Before he left, I asked who the Seven Martial Seas were, and he said that I should wait for the next day's news bird, but I waited for so long, and still no news was released. ”

Fang Zheng was a little depressed when he said this, he didn't feel anything before, but now that he has drunk, his emotions have been amplified, and he always feels that he has been tricked by Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel.

"Kula lala, it is estimated that there are other things delayed by the navy, but this has nothing to do with me, it is just the Seven Martial Seas, and it doesn't pose any threat to me."

"It's you Brooke, your strength needs to be improved, the former Rumba Pirates are a group that is not inferior to the Rocks Pirates.

Your current strength can't reach the peak state at that time, and even I can't beat it, so you don't want to go to Roger's treasure.

If you can become the Seven Martial Seas, you will face the challenges of many strong people, which will be very helpful for you to improve your strength. ”

"Kulalala!"

Whitebeard's face was slightly red, and he looked like he had drunk a lot, and he was a little drunk.

Fang Zheng continued to take a sip, his face was also a little red, and he smiled and spoke.

"I've said it all, call me Fangzheng, as for the Seven Martial Seas or something, I'm not very interested, they let me do it, I'll go, just forget it."

"Hiccupβ€”"

With a hiccup, Fang Zheng continued.

"Although I am a member of the Rumba Pirates, I used to be just a musician, not a professional combatant, and of course my strength is a cut below them.

But don't worry, although the Rumba Pirates have disappeared into the long river of history like Locks, my new Pirates, the Death Pirates, will be a dazzling new star! ”

"The position of One Piece belongs to me!"

[The anchor is really interesting, he can't really get drunk, right? ] 】

[The drunk anchor is so beautiful, really beautiful......]

[No, no, no, if I look at it like this, I really want to think that the anchor is a girl. 】

[Ah...... I'm fine......]

[Upstairs is working on color 23333.]

[I'm about to cry, I'm going to cry in order to see Whitebeard, I don't see all the mobile phone traffic, and now I owe more than 100 ......]

'System prompt: There are ten minutes left before the live broadcast room closes. ’

[Ah, it's time again, it's slippery, the anchor will see you tomorrow.] 】

[I'll see you tomorrow, but I've taken a screenshot of the drunk anchor today, and I'm going to use it as a screensaver.] 】

[Hee-hee, if you want to watch the video of the anchor and Whitebeard drinking, please click on my avatar......]

[The big guy is worthy of being a loyal fan, and he is still there. ] 】

[Call the big guy, I'll slip away first.] 】

[See you tomorrow ......]

[The drunken anchor is so cute23333. 】

……

"Ladies and gentlemen~~ Hiccup......"

"If you like it, remember to pay attention, the anchor will always be live for the audience, bye~~"

"See you tomorrow ......"

As he spoke, Fang Zheng stroked his hair and squinted his eyes subconsciously.

The audience who saw this scene immediately boiled.

It's just that before they could send a barrage, the live broadcast room had been manually closed by Fangzheng.

[Damn, did you see it just now, that's the charming eyes like silk!] 】

[Does anyone take a screenshot? Hurry up, show me another look. 】

[It's a man, but it's still very exciting! 】

[Men are good, men are exciting. 】

[Guy Flower, no screenshots, did you record the screen? ] 】

[Yes, there is still a flower boss, we still have hope. 】

[I'm sorry everyone, but I just finished recording and uploading the video......]

[Next time, I will definitely record to the black screen position, and I will definitely not let go of every shot!] 】

The little girl who was sitting on the bed on a drip, but still staring at the computer, had a regretful expression in her eyes.

"Sister Mei, remember next time, help me turn off the screen recording later, it's a pity that I didn't record it just now......"

"Got it, Miss, but to be honest, this person is really a man?"

The housekeeper, who was dressed as a maid, had a convex and backward figure, and had a slightly inferior appearance to a little girl, was also surprised at this time.

She had just been watching the live broadcast with the little girl Huahua all the time, and she didn't expect that Fang Zheng would show such a charming attitude after getting drunk.

"Hee-hee, of course he's a man, how good-looking?"

Meanwhile.

Fang Zheng and Whitebeard were already about the same level of wine, and they were reminiscing about the events of the Locks era.

The two laughed loudly from time to time, like good brothers, which made Klockdahl, who was not far away, resentful.

At this time, he was covered with bandages all over his body, including his head.

However, unlike the original book, his left hand is still there and has not been lost

"Joz, you don't have to stare at me like that, there are so many of you here, are you afraid that I will run away?"

Looking at Joz, who was sitting next to him, drinking and eating meat at the same time, Klockdahl was speechless.

"Daddy has spoken, let me keep an eye on you!"

Joz said angrily.

"Hahahaha, Joz, you're too serious."

Marco stepped forward and put his arm around Joz's neck and poured himself a sip of wine.

"Daddy said, keep an eye on him, of course I have to take it seriously."

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be quite responsible, but it's a pity that you are a member of the Whitebeard Pirates, otherwise I would really want the captain to take you under his command."

Moria walked over, also with a little flush on her face, and looked like she had drunk a lot.

It's not just them.

At this time, whether it was the Whitebeard Pirates or the Death Pirates who belonged to the square, everyone enjoyed this banquet on the Horror Trihoria galleon.

Perona floated all over the sky, performing her own dance as she flew, making many people in the Whitebeard Pirates fall for this little Lori.

Abu Arrom secretly took a few beautiful photos of several beauties belonging to the Whitebeard Pirates through transparent fruits, and he almost drooled.

Hogubak didn't like the atmosphere very much, and still hid in the laboratory by himself.

It's just that Fang Zheng and the others didn't notice.

In the sky, there are several news birds hovering.

From time to time, these newsbirds use their paws and press the shutter of their cameras to make a 'click' sound.

Obviously, they're taking pictures!