Pirates: I am the devil

Chapter 84: Father sees his son is busy, draws out seven wolves

"Lieutenant General Garp, Lieutenant General Kuzan, something terrible has happened!"

On a naval battleship whose bow was shaped like a giant dog's head biting a bone, a messenger rushed out of the deck in a hurry, holding a Den Den Mushi, and ran towards the tall figure who was sitting cross-legged with his head slightly lowered at the bow.

However, just as he ran to the middle of the deck, he was stopped by a young man wearing a navy jacket and sunglasses.

Kuzan looked down at the horrified messenger. At this moment, the Den Den Mushi in the messenger's hand was dormant. He could only ask, "What happened?"

"It's Quetzal!" The messenger's forehead was covered with sweat, and his voice was trembling:
“Just now, news came from the headquarters that Quetzal Sirens raided Impel Down and killed all the pirates detained on Level 1 and Level 6.

Finally, he brought Douglas Barrett into the Holy Land of Maryjoa and started a massacre. The entire town was destroyed and the number of casualties was difficult to count! "

When Kuzan heard this, the sunglasses on his nose tilted, revealing a pair of lazy eyes full of shock, and his face was full of disbelief.

It had only been a short time since Sirens took over the Flower Kingdom, but how did he suddenly run to Impel Down and fill up the progress bar for clearing out prisoners?

Besides, the minor chaos that occurred in Marijoa last time was fine, but the chaos this time was directly escalated to the point of destroying Marijoa, which was simply out of line.

Does he really want to fight against the world's most violent organization and government on his own?

"Now General Sengoku has brought people to subdue the runaway Barrett, but the culprit, Quetzal, has already left!"

The messenger respectfully handed the Den Den Mushi in his hand to Kuzan. The next action would be decided by the senior naval officials.

Kuzan took the Den Den Mushi and looked at the little guy who looked exactly like his master at the bow, sleeping soundly with his eyes closed and a snot bubble hanging on his face. He couldn't help but frown.

If his guess was correct, Sirens would definitely return to the Kingdom of Flowers after the surprise attack on Marijoa.

The headquarters' intention should be to let them intercept Sirens midway, and they might even ask Borsalino, who sent Akainu to Vegapunk for treatment, to come for support.

Kuzan jumped onto the dog-head figurehead with a Den Den Mushi in his hand and was about to speak when he saw the snot bubble hanging on Garp's nose, which exploded with a "pop". He then suddenly raised his head and stared at the thick clouds above with his tiger eyes.

"What's wrong, Mr. Garp?" Kuzan looked up at the sky in the direction Garp was looking, and only saw some signs of the clouds rolling over, but didn't notice anything unusual.

"No, it's just that something seemed to pass by in the sky, and it reminded me of an unpleasant memory."

Garp stood up with his hands on his knees, and said to Kuzan beside him with a smile:

"At that time, I was chasing Roger around the world, and occasionally I would meet the Golden Lion. That guy liked to throw things down from the sky to disgust me on purpose."

After he finished speaking, he clenched his fists, as if he recalled the disgusting scene of being chased.

Fortunately, Golden Lion was taught a severe lesson afterwards and suffered several setbacks in succession. He is now serving time in the prison in the city.

Looking at the Den Den Mushi in Kuzan's hand, Garp asked in confusion: "What's going on? Did something happen at the headquarters again?"

"Yeah." Kuzan nodded and recounted what happened in Impel Down and Marijoa, which made Garp's eyebrows almost fly up.

"The Golden Lion guy is dead too?" Karp stared with his round eyes, his tone unable to hide his surprise.

He was a legendary figure who dominated the entire era together with him. Even if the navy wanted to execute him, they would prepare a grand ceremony.

This is to warn the world and deter those ambitious people who want to go out to sea as pirates, letting them know that no matter how powerful a pirate is, he will fall into the hands of the navy and be executed in public in the end.

Such a trivial way of death is really unworthy of the status of Golden Lion.

Of course, he really didn't have a good impression of Golden Lion. Apart from the difference in their positions, all that was left was disgust.

But in this case, the things that just flew across the sky are very intriguing.

Could it be that someone is so lucky that he picked up the Floating Fruit just after the Golden Lion died?

Just as he was wondering, the Den Den Mushi made a "Pulululul" sound.

Not surprisingly, it was Marshal Kong who was already somewhat exasperated.

His anger was no longer concealed, and he told Cap to catch Sirens.

The World Government has decided to send Admiral Zephyr, Vice Admiral Tsuru, and several other powerful lieutenant generals from the headquarters to the West Sea to launch a large-scale demon-slaying mission.

Even if it means razing the Kingdom of Flowers to the ground, Sirens must be killed completely.

Garp frowned at the decision of the Navy and the World Government. He didn't say much, but just said "hmm" as a response.

As for what he was thinking, even Kuzan, the senior disciple who had followed him for many years, was rarely able to figure it out.

I could only vaguely feel that Mr. Cap's state of mind at this moment was probably somewhat similar to what I felt when I first watched the raging flames in O'Hara.

But how is this possible?

Mr. Karp is a world-renowned naval hero. How could he be as confused and choose to escape as myself?

Just when he suspected that his perception was wrong, he suddenly saw the respected master's face straighten, and slowly turned his eyes to look at a ferry in the distance. From the appearance alone, there was nothing unusual, but the fact that it attracted Mr. Cap's attention and aroused his interest was enough to show that the ferry was extraordinary.

Garp, whose mood was ruined by the words "razing the Kingdom of Flowers to the ground", stared at the tall figure wearing a dark green cloak at the bow of the ferry from afar.

Although the two parties were extremely far apart and could not see each other's faces clearly without auxiliary tools such as telescopes, there was something called blood-related parent-child induction.

Just by seeing a vague outline, Karp recognized the other person's identity.

That was his elder son whom he hadn't seen for many years!
He is also the leader of the Self-Defense Forces who has long been blacklisted by the World Government and the Navy - Monkey D. Dragon!
After stuffing the Den Den Mushi into Kuzan's hands, Garp gradually exuded a captivating aura of pressure, and Kuzan, who was so close to him, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Mr. Karp, are you serious?

Who was on that ferry?

How could Mr. Cap, who is always so careless, take it seriously?
Seeing the dog-head warship in the distance, the members of the Self-Defense Force driving the ferry and the archaeologists hiding in it also tensed up.

They were not ordinary people who lived on the island and were indifferent to worldly affairs. Instead, they were adventurers who had traveled the sea and seen countless things in the world. They naturally recognized what the dog-headed warship represented and what a powerful legendary figure it carried.

Once their identities are exposed and discovered by the navy hero Monkey D. Garp, it will be difficult for them to escape even if they have wings.

The panicked crew members couldn't help but turn their eyes to the figure in the dark green cloak. He was their backbone and the only thing they could rely on to escape from the pursuit of the dog-head warship.

"Maintain normal speed and don't panic."

Sensing the astonishing momentum coming from afar, Long was not at all nervous or panicked. He just signaled the ship to continue sailing as usual and not to reveal any flaws.

It is often said that no one knows a son better than his father, but for him it is just the opposite.

Long knows his father very well. Most of the time, as long as it does not involve principles and bottom lines, and he is given a barely acceptable reason, he will often choose to turn a blind eye.

Just like when the father and son parted ways because of their different ideas, he just took a beating and left home to start his own business.

Now that we meet suddenly, as long as I can let the old man vent his dissatisfaction and anger, there is basically no need to worry about being exposed.

As for the old man's method of venting his anger, you can tell from the way he clenched his fists with a rising fighting spirit that he must be itching to find someone to beat up.

As luck would have it, Long suffered a lot from his iron fist of love when he was a child.

"Mr. Garp, that is..." Kuzan frowned and looked into the distance. He had some vague guesses in his mind, but he was not sure.

"Ah, yes, it's my rebellious son." Karp nodded and stepped forward with his fists clenched.

Although he won't bring it up to others, he won't deny it either.

"Tap tap tap——"

The majesty of a mountain slowly rose up, and the clear sound of footsteps seemed to be the only sound in this world.

With every step Garp took, the terrifying pressure on his body became more solid. When he reached the forehead of the dog-head figurehead, a fanatical smile appeared on his face with obvious wrinkles.

Whoosh! ! !
With a tap of his toes, Karp disappeared in an instant.

A figure wearing a cloak of justice appeared a hundred meters in the sky, the hem of his clothes rustling in the strong wind. Garp stared at the ferry in the distance that showed no intention of stopping for inspection, and grinned:

"Hey, brat!

We haven't seen each other for so many years. It's a rare opportunity to meet again here. Why don't you even say hello to me?"

The tall and burly figure rushed towards the ferry, and the naval hero with graying hair raised his world-famous iron fist.

Covered with the pitch-black domineering aura of armed color, the terrifying momentum and energy gathered at the peak of the fist!

Garp looked at the man who took off his cloak and revealed his true face, and asked a soul-piercing question:
"Did you do something wrong and you are too embarrassed to face people?!"

Looking at the old man in the air with a smile on his face but exerting all his strength in his hands, Long did not answer. His dark green cloak swayed in the strong wind.

sieve--

Another gust of wind blew by, dispersing the afterimage that was stationed at the bow of the ship.

The dragon rose silently into the sky and raised his right arm, making the same fist-shaking gesture as the navy hero.

His face, as serious and cold as an iceberg, showed a bit of nostalgia and determination. The burly figure that weighed down countless pirates like a mountain was reflected in Long's eyes. He opened his thin lips slightly and uttered a word so subtle that only the two of them could hear:

"This is your last chance to preach, old man."

After this confrontation, the identities of the two were no longer simply father and son, but a naval hero and a self-defense army leader standing on opposing sides.

(End of this chapter)