Chapter 65, the next time we meet, we will be enemies
"Forgive me for catching the flame thief, but I'm tired of your tight grip now, big man!" Yan gritted his teeth and said sullenly. Seven years ago, although we only met briefly, our relationship cannot be described in words. At the lowest point in life, at the lowest point in life, fate seems destined for them to meet again, and in the future world, they are intertwined with each other. This is also the most direct reason why Dawn dares to speak ill of her opponents. Newgate would also love him to join the family. "I haven't seen you in seven years, and now you're even more annoying," the gray-bearded man said, grabbing the knife beside him.
“ buzz! ” A whirlwind suddenly blew on the deck, and the domineering atmosphere suddenly spread, quickly sweeping away in all directions. "Daddy is angry!" Marco shouted as the other thieves got nervous. They have been with Whitebeard for so long that they are well aware of each other's terrifying powers. Especially now, in the most powerful moment of my life, this explosion is so powerful that it can shatter the great flame, the sky, the earth.
Brigadier General "Dawn! "On the battleship, Pat and the others were shocked and nervous. Yan sat cross-legged on the deck, his eyes suddenly darkened, and a shadow enveloped them. The man sitting across from him suddenly stood up and raised his knife. "Let me see how brave you are to dare to speak to me like that!"
A man's majestic and majestic voice trembled in the air, and the huge knife was raised high and swung towards Yan. At this moment, the hearts of the people on both ships raced and their pupils constricted. The pupils of Dawn's eyes shimmered even more, and her right hand unconsciously pressed against the long hilt of the knife at her waist.
“ buzz! ” The emptiness trembled again, and everyone suddenly felt a bright light in front of them, like a flash of thunder and lightning. "When" when the brilliant ribbon flashed, all eyes were restored to the scene, and the scene seen was to make them open their eyes. Two knives, one large and one small, slammed against each other and shook violently. Bursts of air rushed in, and after a short meal, a fierce wind suddenly hit, making it impossible for everyone to hide their eyes. Marco and the others were shocked to find that their Yan army, which was only half their size, had been struck by their father.
"Interesting! You're better than I thought! Whitebeard said, looking at his jammed knife, his face suddenly turning into a smile. This is a close second. "Gulara, this little guy with a crying nose, has grown up to be a thug?" You're astonishing me," Whitebeard said with a grin, and he put away his knife and lay down on the deck with a thud.
He grabbed the jar, opened it, and poured the wine into the bowl in front of him. Dawn was expressionless, pulled out her knife, and sat down. "Reminiscing about the past and doing something else?" Whitebeard raised his eyebrows: "Gularala, just wanted you to see, the old man blew the coolness under you, and now it will come true!"
There's an unabashed confidence and show-off in it. Marco and the others were stunned. They never knew that their father would talk to someone like that. They look more like they're showing off to young people their age. "I see, New Door! But as you can see, I'm a Yanjun now, if you don't want me to catch you, get out of here! ”.
Whitebeard listened, and was not angry, but just smiled, and then put the wine before dawn. "I haven't seen you in seven years. After drinking this drink, then we'll talk about other things" Dawn was knocked unconscious, and then picked up her drink. Whitebeard laughed, picked up the big bowl of wine in front of him, and compared it forward, the two bowls collided together, making a crisp and pleasant collision sound, and the wine spilled. Then, two people face each other and drink a bowl of wine. "Seven years ago, you and I sat together and talked about life" "Seven years later, you have already served in the Yan Army, which is a pity for me!" ”
"Young man, if you are a thief, you will definitely become famous".
"If you want to become a Flame Marine, I'll give you a chance to mend your ways," Dorne said coldly. Seven years ago, he had a completely different mentality. The direction of life, the path, the goal, if we make up our minds, how can we easily turn away from them? "Goo-la-la-la, your words are so reassuring. Facing an old friend and not being able to speak? Whitebeard shook his head and giggled. Xinmen, you're really getting in the way of me catching the Yan Thief! Dawn stared at her. That's it! Whitebeard was stunned for a moment, then nodded suddenly in realization. But I'm a thief now! Are you going to arrest me? Dawn blinked and said, "I won't arrest you, but next time, I might," Whitebeard smiled.
"La la, that's good! But next time, I won't show mercy. If you don't want me to punch you in the face, you'd better not come to me "Stop" Dunn pouted. They sat on the floor, bowl after bowl of wine poured into their mouths, and gradually, two more blushes appeared on their cheeks. On the boat, from the nervousness at the beginning, to a moment of relaxation, and then the face became strange, and the faces of Pat and the other Yan Jun were also indescribable. "These two people, do they know each other?"
"They look like old friends!"
"It's incredible! It sounded like Brigadier Dunn had known Whitebeard before he joined the Yan Army, and the Marines whispered, his face full of suspicion. They looked at the two people on the deck, the disparity in identity and figure, in their hearts at this moment, but the strange feeling of the two people was quite harmonious. That's how old friends should get along, maybe like these two. Beaten and scolded, but the feeling doesn't go away. "Alright, New Gate! I still have work to do, the kettle is ready, it's time to go! Yan finished the last bowl of wine and suddenly stood up. He stood up, turned around, and jumped onto the boat.
"Boy!" Whitebeard shouted, and he stood up, walked to the bow of the boat, and looked down at dawn. "Huh?" Yan turned around and asked. He didn't think about what the other person would do to him, and although the two were far apart in many ways, the seeds of friendship had been planted seven years ago and had grown stronger over time. Friendship between men is always the most difficult to understand.
"Be careful! Don't lose yourself until you see me with a little fun, but also with caring and heavy words that descend into Daun's ears and make him wink. "You're a newgate too!" Yan suddenly replied with a smile he had never seen before. Then he immediately turned around and raised his right hand.
"U-turn, chase!" Striding forward, the clenched fist of his right hand suddenly released and entered the palm. Whitebeard smiled when he saw it. He knew it was time to say goodbye. The next time we meet, we'll be enemies!
On the top of the ship, Pat and the others moved quickly, roaring, white water tumbling, the bow spinning, and the Moby Dick was soon out of range. Looking at the battleship farther and farther ahead, Whitebeard stood at the bow of the ship and did not move for a long time. From the bottom of his heart, he's excited to be with Dawn.
He appreciates not only the power of the other side, but also the power of the other side. Although he was only a few years old, he had a lot of strength, and I have to say that that year I met two people whose bodies were hidden in great strength. Seven years ago, Whitebeard wouldn't see himself the way he sees himself today, and Don wouldn't see himself the way he does today. "Dad, Yan Marines?" Marco asked, smiling curiously. "Gulara, we've known him for seven years, he's a nice little fellow," Whitebeard said with a smile, frowning at the end. "If I hadn't met him seven years ago, I wouldn't be where I am today!"
"Well, we're old friends! Friends! Marco spoke, confused. How could two people with such a big age gap with their dad become friends? And it's just a scene, they also saw it, Yan Jun, is also a pair of equals and their father get along, and the father doesn't mind, which makes them sigh, what a strange two people!
"Well, we'll meet again, but the next time we meet, it'll be enemies," Whitebeard said, swinging his knife forward, eyes glinting. "Let's go! Target, the last island, this time, the King of the Flame Thieves! "Roger, Skeeter, here comes my whitebeard" gula-lala-lala! Moby Dick roared and sped away towards the Great Flame in front of him. On the battleship, Yan looked at the six people in front of him, and suddenly a strange and calm expression appeared on his face, and he became helpless.
"Just Friends"
"Friend, that's all?" Pat looked weird. "Give me ten," shouted Kettlewood, "that's Whitebeard, Dwayne!" "Hey Brigadier General Dawn, we should be glad we met your friend this time. If that guy hadn't been our friend, we'd all be killed today! ”.
Whitebeard, Edward Nugent, one of the world's greatest parallel thieves today, along with Roger and Skeeter. It is a living legend in its own right, and its bounty is something that many people could never have dreamed of. World Yan, Yan Army, faced with such a huge Yan thief, but there was no effective method, so they could only be allowed to float on the Yan. I can't believe it, Brigadier General Dunn, you knew such a great Yan thief as Whitebeard before you served in the Yan Army. How old were you at the time? ”
The other colonels couldn't help but be curious. They are now lamenting their luck, and they also want to thank both sides for knowing, otherwise, as Ruilong said, their side does not know what the consequences will be. "Well, hurry up and adjust your mood, Don Quixote, but they left us!" Yan whispered again, adjusting his expression.