Marine’s Boulder Vice Admiral

In New World, several ships are docked on both sides of a small island. Obviously, these ships are divided into two factions.

A burly man dressed in green Pengfei walked down from the large number of pirate boats. The most surprising thing about this pirate was that the opponent had a long pointed cone on his head.

On the other side, on the Marine warship, a Marine wearing a black suit and a white Marine justice coat walked off the warship with his fists in both hands. It was the Marine hero Garp Vice Admiral.

They are the two forces of Marine and Pirates.

Garp stepped on the island, creaked with his fists in both hands, looked directly at the pointed pirate and said.

"Hey, green pepper, in order to blast your strange heads today, I used mountains instead of sandbags to practice boxing. Eight mountains have been razed."

"Acridine, what you do is in vain. Nothing in the world is harder than my cone."

The big pirate green pepper on the opposite side was not afraid at all, and said with a single finger on his pointed toe.

Galloping on this sea for many years, Green Pepper has already fought countless strong men.

He is very confident in his cone, and has defeated countless challengers with his strongest cone.

And it was not the first time that Garp on the other side had fought with him. He believed that his cone could still handle the opponent.

Both of them were considered old acquaintances and did not continue to communicate.

This time, the appointment on this island is not for them to relive the past, but an appointment to have a showdown here.

Garp squeezed his fist first and rushed towards the opponent, shouting loudly.

"Enlightenment! Green pepper!!!"

The green pepper was not in the slightest, and greeted him with his head cone.

"Look at me sucking your proud iron fist! Garp!!!"

Both sides carried the top Armament Haki and greeted them with the strongest attack.

Ding--

The collision of the strongest cone head and the strongest iron fist made the surrounding atmosphere become serious in an instant, and the dust between the two of them spread out in circles.

The warship and the subordinates on the pirate ship were not daring to move nervously, watching the duel between the two on the island.

"Ah!!!"*2

The blue veins of the two fighting each other violently, sweat ran down from their heads, each roaring loudly, all doing their best to output their own strength.

After a while, it was obvious that Garp still had the advantage in strength, and continued to increase his strength.

Garp's iron fist pressed the cone of the green pepper and hit it out, and the sharp cone on the green pepper's head was forced into the top of his head by the iron fist.

Green pepper was slammed by the blow, and his eyes protruded directly and fell to the ground.

"Boss!! It's a success!!"

The soldiers on the warship immediately cheered loudly when they saw this scene.

On the other side of the pirate ship, there was a loud scream from the pirate crew.

"Hurry up, the whole ship retreats!!!"

Several people quickly jumped off the pirate group, lifted the green pepper back to the boat, and prepared to retreat.

All this, Garp just smiled faintly, and didn't stop the opponent from leaving.

Gradually, all the Pirate Ships of the Qingjiao group left, and Garp walked slowly back to his warship.

"Boss, you are too strong this time. Even the strongest green pepper cone can't resist your iron fist."

Several Marine soldiers on the warship looked at Garp in admiration and exclaimed.

"Haha, this time the purpose is complete, ready to set sail, go back to the headquarters."

Garp laughed and told them to leave and arranged for the fleet to set off. This time he was really going to return to the headquarters.

Watching the soldiers on the warship leave, Garp's smile slowly dimmed, his eyes dimmed, and the joy of defeating Green Pepper was diminished.

These days, he had learned that his son had rebelled against Marine, which made him feel uncomfortable for being an old Marine all his life.

However, he was not as hit as others had imagined. When he learned that the dragon was arranged to the Holy Land Marinjoa, he had a bad premonition.

Don't look at him usually heartless, but Garp knows many things in his heart.

It was not that he had never been to the Holy Land and knew some of the dirty things in the Holy Land, but he did not expect that his son would choose such an extreme path and defect directly.

"Oh, Dragon, it's up to you from now on."

However, Garp chose to respect the choice of Dragon, after all, Dragon is no longer a child.

He already has his own values ​​and will bear everything for his choice, but as Marine, he can no longer help his son.

...

West Blue, Lucar and Bullet are choosing the edge of the island town as their training place.

Ten days after being separated from Nishizawa, in the morning.

The weather on the whole island is gloomy, and the sky still rains occasionally.

This kind of weather did not affect Lucar's penance, and under this kind of weather, the training passion of the two could not be dissipated.

Suddenly, it was only a light rain, but now the wind is starting to blow.

Lucar seemed to sense something and stopped.

"Bullet, practice first on your side. I have something to deal with when I go back to town."

"Captain, do you need help?"

Seeing that Lucar was already preparing to put on the Marine costume and ready to leave, Bullet asked.

"It's okay, you can continue to practice, I can go there alone."

After speaking, Lucar took the cloak of justice, hung it on his shoulders, and walked away quickly.

Bullet just stared at Lucar's leaving figure, turned his head and went back to continue training.

He knew that if something really happened, the captain would not stop calling him, guessing that this time it should be a personal matter, so there is no need to get involved.

Lucar, who flew in the air with Moonwalk, covered the entire island with Observation Haki, his face was a bit dignified.

"Hey, this guy will come to me, just see what he wants to say."

When he reached the top of the town, Lucar sighed slightly, descended to the ground, and walked slowly towards the center of the town.

Along the way, the breeze blew his cloak from time to time, seeming to be guiding him.

Lucar did not resist, and followed the breeze, and quickly walked to the door of a bar that looked relatively deserted.

"Is it here? This guy, he remembers that I'm okay with this bite."

He looked up at the sign at the entrance of the bar, which read ‘Strong Bar’, which was exclusively for hard liquor.

Pushing open the door of the bar, Lucar walked directly into it with a big stride, only to see a dozen or so people scattered inside the bar.

But his eyes quickly locked on a guy wearing a green cloak, sitting alone in the corner, the entire cloak directly enveloping the opponent's head.

On the table in front of this strange guy, there are a few bottles of bar specialties.

There is obviously only one person, but there are two cups on the table, it seems that someone is waiting.

Lucar didn't hesitate, walked straight to this strange guy, and sat directly on the opposite chair.

Pick up the wine bottle, fill the empty wine glass, and take a sip.

"Hey, this wine is strong enough, but it suits me well."

Lucar held an empty wine glass, seeming to recall the taste of the wine just now.

"It's been a long time, Lucar."

A young voice came from the figure hiding under the cloak on the opposite side, and said hello first.

"Hehe, Long, when are you going to hide yourself like this."

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