On the island of chaos, when you treat others as fat sheep, you will become a target in the eyes of others.

Especially when they lose their power to move, the result is self-evident.

The final result is naturally not as simple as handing over gold coins. What they face is the normal state of the Island of Chaos.

Four pirates who were looted were thrown into the cold sea water together. After being so seriously injured, three of them fell into a coma. Whether they could swim back alive can only see the gift of the God of the Sea.

Shanks didn't care about all this. Influenced by Roger and Xuan, he always believed that pirates needed a kind of belief that they had to bear for their dreams and freedom. Like most pirate groups on the sea, they were not qualified to bear the word pirate.

The small town with green hair is not difficult to find. You can basically see the muddy soil, noisy crowds, rough voices and chaotic streets together form the town.

After stroking his straw hat, Shanks smiled relievedly. This is the town where the pirates gather. If there is no dirty or mess, there will be problems.

The Patton Tavern in the center is even more difficult to find, and the area of ​​the town itself is scanned by a glance.

When he pushed the door open and walked in, some people at the door glanced at Shanks who came in. After a simple judgment, they became loudly noisy. Accompanied by the smell of inferior ale and the smell of the feet of those pirates, a strange smell filled the entire tavern.

This is a tavern opened shortly after the formation of the Island of Chaos. It proves that it can open a tavern in such a place. The owner of the tavern is named Patton. He is a fat man in his forties. He heard that he was a pirate who returned from the New World, but no one knows which pirate group he belongs to or what he has done in the New World.

These pirates only know that this fat man is very powerful, so powerful that the pirates who made trouble here have disappeared silently.

Taverns have always been a good place to gather their subordinates and inquire about news. This is a constant truth in any world. Shanks looked around for a week and his eyes were sharply closed to most of the pirates. He was observing and choosing.

After Roger died, he thought he should do something for the captain, and based on his knowledge of the captain, the best way is to inherit his will and gallop on the sea.

So he wanted to establish his own pirate group, inheriting the captain's beliefs and fulfilling his dreams until one day he found the person who could entrust the straw hat to appear.

Because he followed Zhuo Xuan to cultivate his mind and nature, Shanks was very different from the original work. Although he could not listen to everything like Roger, he could really grasp the strengths and general ideas of most people.

But according to his observation, Miu Miu is qualified to be recognized by him as a crew member here. He is disappointed and relieved. After all, by his standards, most of the crew members who are traveling on the sea are unqualified.

His eyes were empty, and after a moment he found a target, a guy about his age, with a long face, pointed jaw, a tall nose, and clear facial lines. Although he was sitting, he looked like his whole body was filled with explosive power. The pocket of his shirt was bulging, Shanks inferred that it should be a pack of cigarettes.

The young man was lowering his head and eating a fish rice with a Laifu rifle next to him, and he could grab it in his hands at the first time.

"It's him!" Shanks recognized the young man at the first glance.

"Boss, two glasses of rum!" Shanks said loudly. The fat tavern owner did not speak, skillfully picked up two glasses and handed them over, full of rums.

For crew members who were walking on the sea, rum was a must-have wine, and Roger used to love this.

When he took the two glasses of wine handed over by the tavern owner, Shanks keenly noticed that there was a scar on his arm. He could no longer see any pattern before, but this did not cause Shanks. Based on the remaining pattern, he could clearly infer that it was a pattern of a beast. Shanks had seen this pattern when he was in the Roger Pirates.

Looking at the boss thoughtfully, Shanks took the wine glass and turned around and walked towards the young man.

Bang!

One person sat down heavily in front of him, and Beckman's move to deliver food to his mouth immediately stopped. His left hand fell down like lightning, and he could grab the Laifu rifle next to him.

The aroma of wine drifted into his nostrils, and he paused, but eventually failed to catch his weapon.

"For the first time I met, my name is Shanks, Red-haired Shanks, how do I call a friend?" Shanks smiled, and pushed a wine glass over.

Beckman did not go to pick him up, but looked up and said coldly, "I don't have the habit of calling you brothers with the guy you met for the first time."

Faced with his cold attitude, Shanks was not discouraged at all, but instead smiled, "It doesn't matter. It's not the first time we meet next time. How about you being interested in coming to my boat to be my partner? I just miss a first mate!"

Beckman's expression was a little strange. Perhaps it was the first time he saw a casual and carefree guy like Shanks. He raised his eyebrows and said, "It's interesting, there are so many people here, why would you choose me?"

Shanks smiled and said, "It's very simple. It feels... at first sight, I think you are my first mate. Don't show that expression. Our former captain also found the deputy captain for this reason."

Beckman didn't laugh, although he thought the reason was actually funny, he snorted and pushed the wine glass back, "I refuse!"

Shanks smiled and shrugged, took off his straw hat and placed it on the table and said, "Don't refuse so anxiously? I can see that you are not the kind of person who is content with ordinary people. How about you? You will experience the most exciting things in the world with me. How about you conquer the sea together?"

"I don't think there is anything to talk about with a fool, nor do I think a fool can conquer the sea."

Shanks' expression still remained unchanged, "So, then you should tell me your name, otherwise what I call you, I can't ask you to feed you."

"I have no obligation to tell you, and you don't need to call me."
Chapter completed!