The second half of the New World, the Great Route, is a rare sea area with a calm and pleasant climate for most of the time.

This is the sea ruled by Edward Newgate, the whitebearded "the strongest man in the world".

Whitebearded Edward Newgate was born in a poor village on an unknown island in the second half of the Great Voyage.

The small villages built on small islands were so numerous in the second half of the Great Voyage that they were not even nationals, let alone protected by the navy like those of the World Government Powers.

These nameless island villages will not appear on the map, let alone in the eyes of the Navy's grandfather.

Their only value is to be what pirates call "a gift from the goddess of the sea".

After a pirate group is short of supplies or tired of a long voyage, you can dock, replenish some supplies, kill dozens of people, and have some fun.

And after each pirate leaves, the orphans appear like berries that have fallen to the ground after a storm.

Like berries rotting, most of these orphans are going to die......

Whitebeard was one of those "little berries", but he was lucky to survive and go to sea again to join the pirates of the sea lord at the time, the sea pirate Locks.

In the battle of the Valley of the Gods, Locks, a sea thief who tried to become the "king of the world", fell.

Whitebeard, who had already grown into a terrifying powerhouse, took advantage of the situation to set up his own banner, and after the melee of the pirates, he occupied the richest and most vast area of the Great Shipping Route and became the new king.

And it is different from Locks, who is ambitious, openly confronts the world government, and wants to become the "king of the world".

Whitebeard, who was born as an orphan, just wants to form his big family on this free sea.

The Sea Overlord fell, One Piece was executed by the World Government, and the strongest man in the world stopped expanding his power after annexing some regions.

As a result, in the second half of the Great Voyage, the division of power between the current Three Emperors and even the Future Five Emperors gradually emerged.

Because of this, Edward Newgate the Whitebeard is the most special one among the One Piece Emperors.

And today, on this sunny morning, Edward Newgate the Whitebeard will welcome a special group of guests.

Not far from the huge Moby Dick, whose bow was shaped like a blue whale's head, white foam rose from the blue sea.

A black, oval-shaped steel submarine is coming afloat.

It was soon spotted by the lookout of the Moby Dick.

A ship, the same shape as the Moby Dick, approached and aimed its guns at the exposed part of the submarine.

On the deck of the deputy ship, Foil Bista, a young two-sword swordsman dressed in a cardigan pirate suit, wearing a double sword at his waist and a black ponytail, calmly looked at the submarine not far from the Moby Dick.

He couldn't help but grin excitedly when he saw the bright red smiling face on the body of the submarine in the floating waves.

At this time, Foil Bista was ready to change his style, and he had two beards that were as upturned as his father to make himself look more domineering.

And so, the short beard, which had not yet been formed, shook comically with his laughter.

"Oh? Is that him? ”

"I've always wanted to fight him!"

At the same time, Thatch, the captain of the fourth team, who was preparing food for the family dinner at noon, also reacted, put down the knife he was cutting and roasting, and walked to the edge of the deck.

He crossed his hands over his chest, his white chef's uniform was not stained, his airplane hair was pointed diagonally to the sky, and his face was as relaxed as that of Bista.

Beside him was a little minion with a black turban, curly hair, cherry pie juice sticking to the corners of his mouth, and several missing teeth and a simple face.

At this moment, the little minion was curiously leaning out and looking out of the boat.

When he saw the bright red smiling face on the submarine, a smile of excitement that didn't match his cross-pouted face flashed.

"Daddy will be upset if the family dinner is disturbed!" Titch muttered.

No one can make waves on the sea ruled by Whitebeard, let alone the man who is not far from Whitebeard.

Crunch...... Crunch......

The runners of the submarine hatches seemed to lack lubrication and made an unpleasant sound, and the aft hatch "snapped" open.

From under the round black hole, the head of a clown with a white face and dark green starry eyes suddenly popped out.

At this moment, his mouth painted red was wide open, facing the sky, and he gasped exaggeratedly, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

"Saved!!"

"It really stinks!"

If you haven't experienced it, it's hard to imagine what it's like to stay in a cramped and confined space with more than 30 fish-man people.

That's the smell that might take away your sense of smell forever.

At least the clown won't be eating fish again for a month.

"Well, Lord Bucky, can you get out of here?" Joffrey's voice came from inside the submarine.

As for the fish, the people were aggrieved and speechless.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The clown smiled apologetically, and as soon as he put his hands on the edge of the hatch, he jumped onto the submarine's bare hull.

"Hey!" The Joker waved at Thatch. "Hello!"

"What a strange guy." From the deck of the giant ship, Thatch looked at the slightly nervous blue-haired clown below.

Behind the Joker, humans and various fish-people are crawling out of the hatch of the submarine.

"This clown down there is the one who made a big fuss about Mary Joy!" Behind Thatch, out of nowhere, Titch pulled out the old New World Journal, the one with a photo of a clown dancing on the Holy Staircase.

"Thief, haha, I really can't see it!"

"Just give it a try, Bista must have itchy hands."

As soon as Thatch finished speaking, a cannon shot rang out from the frigate.

Bista kicked the deck and leaped onto the flying steel cannonballs.

His twin knives were unsheathed, his hands folded in an X-shape, the tail of the horse behind his head fluttering in the wind, and his young face was already full of excitement.

"Joker, let me see what you have to match your father's name!"

"What a passion!" The clown raised his head slightly, and the corners of his mouth gradually rose.

When the cannonball came in front of the clown, Bista's long-awaited twin knives finally slashed open, and the sword qi cut out from the blade directly pierced the clown's body in a cross and slashed into the sea.

At the same time, a white-gloved palm grew larger in Bista's field of vision, and finally pressed against Bista's face.

Clang!

A sound as crisp as a morning bell rang out over the sea, and the back of Bista's head collided passionately with the hard steel hull of the submarine.

The intense vertigo made Bista unable to maintain the domineering entanglement on the twin knives, and after the Joker's fingers wiped off his twin knives, the two good knives were reduced to metal shards.

"I've just rang the doorbell, Whitebeard."

The Joker shouted, sitting down on Bista's chest and holding his sword against Bista's neck.

"Don't move, or your head will separate from your body." The clown said to Bista with a smile.

"This guy is so embarrassed, he was subdued by a move." On the main ship, Thatch covered his face helplessly.

The moment he removed his hand from his face, the utensils on the table were thrown at the clown at some point.

To be precise, the Joker and the fish-man behind him, who had just poked his head out of the hatch.

Ding Lingchang! In a hurry, the clown first took two silver forks from the air, his palms separated from his wrists, and his floating hands waved the silver forks to block almost all the flying dishes.

Yes...... Almost......

"Ahh x2, two screams were heard almost simultaneously.

The thud was Bista's, and a silver fork that had fallen was right on Bista's ass.

The other is a dinner knife, which is stuck in Aaron's jagged nose.

Margau, the ship's doctor in the infirmary, retrieved the medical equipment for routine examinations. I used my index and middle fingers to push the glasses that had slipped off the bridge of my nose.

A year after the death of One Piece Gore D. Roger, Whitebeard, who was as strong as a monster, developed asthma-like symptoms after repelling Kaido.

Margao was one of the few people who knew that Gore D. Roger had contracted an unknown terminal illness before he came to his death.

It's like a curse of fate, like a will in the dark that has allowed the pirates of the post-Locks era to leave.

Since then, Margao has forced Whitebeard's father to undergo regular medical check-ups, hoping to find and solve Whitebeard's condition.

"Is that red-nosed imp coming?" The topless whitebeard laughed.

"It looks like Bista and Thatch couldn't stop him." Margau continued to sort through his medical supplies.

"What a great young man!" Whitebeard stood up, stretched his muscles, and looked at Margau, who was mild-mannered with his glasses in front of him.

"Go, Margau. Greet this guest for me. ”

Whitebeard said lightly, and Margo's half-drooping eyes turned to his father, and a cynical smile hung on his lips.

"Ah, I'm not going to disgrace the Whitebeard Pirates."

"What are you talking about?"

"You're my eldest son, go!"

"Yes, Daddy," Margao agreed, snapping the buckle of the medicine box on.

He walked slowly towards the medical room, a blue-blue flame burning over his shoulder.

Distorted the air.

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