Chapter 363: Attention
"Dean, how many cups is this?"
"Forget, forget, I can't bear it."
Several wine Mengzi around him poured down directly.
All that was left were Shanks, Beckman, and the crumbling cadres.
and, Catharl, who drank several glasses without stopping.
The little ones were already asleep because it was too late.
It was Catharl's first drunken drink since retirement.
"Dean, are you really not drunk?"
"Get drunk, I'll drink in Elbaf with a Giant's cup, and that's not enough."
Catharll continued to pound.
At this moment, countless steam was rising from behind her, and the heat around her was also rising sharply.
Shanks didn't want to throw in the towel, and he drank the Catharl way, and as expected, he almost threw up.
"Don't be strong, the dean of your family is obviously not a level that ordinary people can achieve."
Beckman, who patted Shanks on the shoulder, comforted him, worthy of being an old monster, an existence that could have a good drink with the Giants.
"Dege, you come to persuade this guy."
As a ship doctor, Dege spreads his hands:
"When will I be able to persuade the captain?"
Catrell waved his hand:
"Forget it, it's almost too late, it's too late to drink any more."
"No! Don't want to stop anyone today~~~ I ............"
As he spoke, Shanks fell asleep on the spot.
Beckman expertly pulled out the blanket and covered Shanks in place, and for some reason, Catharl had the impression that the corpse was covered with a white cloth.
Shouldn't he be thrown back into the captain's room at this time?
Beckman seems to see Catrell's doubts:
"It's not a big deal, you just can't die."
Catrell nodded, the current young is easy to feed, it is really informal.
After a slight movement, Catrell stood up, and the alcohol in his body had almost dissipated, the limits of this body were no joke.
"There's a bit of a mess here........"
"It's okay, we'll clean it up tomorrow."
"Forget it, you better have a good rest, I'll call Homiz to clean up."
Catrell popped out of the palm of his hand, and Beckman didn't say a word, no matter how he looked at it, it was amazing.
Although none of the people in the boatload were interested in Devil Fruits, that didn't stop them from finding it interesting.
"Does this thing have a lifespan?"
"No, as long as you keep injecting, you can reach human level."
"Can this thing drink?"
Catrell was stunned for a moment by this question:
"Looking at the specific situation of each Homitz, some are not drunk with a thousand glasses, and some are poured with a drop of wine. But you'd better not drink with the Homitz. ”
"Why?"
"Because if Hormitz is drunk, it's a little hard to control."
As soon as Catrell finished speaking, he saw that Beckman had already poured Homiz with wine.
Her face fell, and sure enough, she and this Beckman may not be in agreement, and Beckman also subconsciously hid the wine behind him, just like a child who did something wrong trying to cover up the evidence.
"You're pretty fast, boy."
Cartrell retrieves Homiz, who was already drunk and struggling, but luckily found it in time.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Beckman was slightly apologetic.
"I'm going to see the kids, who's going to be here tonight?"
"It's Penji and Warrior."
A man and a monkey walked out of the crowd.
Catrell nodded and said nothing, just headed into the cabin.
The black glove on his hand turned into a body and stopped on Catharl's shoulder:
"Dean, how many days are you going to stay here?"
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
"I just received the news, and the news that you left Elbaf already knows about the dean."
"So well-informed?"
"Who told the dean, your movement of walking the fish is too big, and it is easy to attract the attention of the other side."
Catrell continued to walk inward:
"It's not my fault, I'm so excited about retirement."
I went to Utta's cute room, and after making sure that both of them slept soundly, I closed the door and left.
"Dean, you seem to be trying to let them know your whereabouts."
"I thought it would be good to distract myself from there, those guys would be staring at me even if I didn't make a noise, after all, I have almost no range of movement right now."
Back on deck, most of the red-haired pirates were lying on the deck.
A man and a monkey at the lookout greeted Catreel.
"Dean, aren't you ready to sleep?"
The red-haired crew members are called Dean Catrell just like their captain.
"I'm going to go out for a ride and come back later."
"Oh? Is it the same as walking the fish? ”
"Sort of."
"Be careful on the road."
Catrell walked to the bow of the boat, put on his sunglasses, and jumped straight in.
The next moment, Catrell was seen riding a sea motorcycle, setting off waves in the moonlight and disappearing from view.
"Yahu!"
The man and monkey who kept vigil raised his eyebrows:
"The old man has a lot of energy, but that thing is kind of cool."
Catrel, who was racing fast at sea, looked at a man with long silver hair who was following him closely, the human form of Beelzebub.
Behind him was a pair of translucent wings that Cattrell had previously demonstrated.
"Dean, what are you going to do?"
"Since the other party wants to see his whereabouts, then show them, as long as that group of idiots sees that there is nothing to monitor on my side, they will naturally choose to divert their attention. It's impossible to get Figarand Guellinger to deal with me, after all, I didn't go to Mary Joy. Their Knights of the Gods won't trouble me for this. ”
If there are only a few things that Catharl can't be involved in at all, it's the Draconians.
When she was in the Valley of the Gods before, she had met the commander of the Knights of the Gods.
She had known for a long time that the Celestial Dragons had their own combat power, after all, there were strong Celestial Dragons she had known before.
It's just that she has only touched it once, and the rest of the time she hardly touches it, and the second time she encountered it was when she encountered it in the Valley of the Gods.
She didn't expect that there would now be another Don Quixote who was almost comparable to the one in the early days.
She originally thought that Don Quixote would be the strongest Draco she had ever met, but now it seemed that there was still some suspense.
After all, times have changed.
It is worth noting that Shanks cutie has a certain chance of being a descendant or descendant of the other party.
As for why, it's simple, because after learning about Shanks' existence over there, they called directly to the door.
It's very rare to have those guys call, after all, many times they call to ask Cartrell for their guilt.
After all, every time there is a sea thief in the house, the other party will come here.
First Yves, then Locks, then Roger.
All of these people caused the five old stars to call.
As for the recent questioning, because there are a lot of children who have become sea thieves, they simply don't fight over there.
Because it's useless, there are too many people, and you can't beat it.