The turbulent new world is full of dangers.

But even in such a dangerous sea, there was still a small boat moving forward firmly.

That's right, this ship is Hawkeye Mihawk's coffin ship.

If Garrett saw it, he would definitely give up two thumbs and say, "You're really six."

"It seems that it is going to be ready to rain this day." Hawkeye looked up at the sky and murmured, then reached out and pulled out the black knife and waved it behind.

The huge slash came out of nowhere to stir up the air, pushing the boat to slide quickly across the water.

The sound of waves was mixed with huge explosions, and the boat continued to accelerate rapidly under such circumstances.

A waterline was passed through the rough sea and disappeared from the sea.

After a while, the dark clouds suddenly disappeared, replaced by the sunny sunshine.

As if nothing happened just now, the weather in the new world is so changeable. You will never know what weather will be next time, maybe it is hail with a fist or a wild sea breeze.

"Where are we?" Garret asked, asking with four parts hanging on his body after he crawled out of the sea.

There is no way. Although these guys are indeed big, their swimming speed is really worrying. His tail is a few minutes longer than their desperate swing.

"I don't know." Broki rubbed it.

They only know the direction of their hometown. As for where they are now, they don’t know anyway, but they must be in the new world.

"Okay." Garrett said after hearing this. He knew that he shouldn't count on these guys. After all, these guys don't look like they are bold and meticulous, not to mention that this place is still a new world, so it's normal not to know the location.

He found a small island and added a side, and Garet swam up with four people.

"If you are not tired, hurry up and build a raft. If you are tired, find a place to rest. Anyway, I am very tired. You can do it yourself." As soon as Garrett got ashore, he would lie down.

Broki and others also lay down when they saw it.

Although they didn't spend much effort on the way, it took them a lot of effort to grab Bloki's thick thighs and avoid being washed away by the sea.

They really have no way to continue building rafts now, so they should have a good sleep and talk about it when they get up.

The sky slowly darkened, and a huge ship was sailing slowly on the sea in the distance, laughing and cheering on the ships, and people were raising their glasses and singing.

"Dad, you should drink less alcohol, your body can't stand it." Marco said as he looked at the white beard who was drinking heavily, his eyes full of worry.

“Hahaha, Marco.”

"Don't worry too much, I know my own body. Potions cannot solve the problem. Only alcohol can relieve my pain." Whitebeard smiled.

"Then you can't drink so much," Marco frowned.

"Hahaha, today is a happy day."

"How can I not drink more? Marco, come and have a little too." Whitebeard laughed.

Marco shook his head and said, "No, Dad, you should drink less, too."

I am not the young man from more than 20 years ago, and now I am gradually becoming middle-aged. Marco knows that alcohol cannot be drunk too much.

"Hahaha, okay, okay."

"I'm OK drinking less, right? Come and drink a little too. It's rare for everyone to be so happy?" Whitebeard said with a smile, thinking that Marco was angry with him.

While it was a little funny, my heart was filled with comfort.

"Yes, Marco."

"Let's have a few drinks together, we're all waiting for you." Ace said drunk.

"I'll just drink a little. Drinking too much will hurt your body." Marco finally let go after hearing this.

The atmosphere on the boat rose again.

The drunken group gradually came to the small island where Garet and others were lying on the island. They saw Garet and Bloki and others lying on the island at a glance.

After all, all five of them are so big.

As long as you are not blind, you can see it.

"What is that? Dinosaur?" Ace asked, burping.

"I don't know very well, but it probably isn't." Marco said drunk. He didn't plan to drink so much wine, but he couldn't stand the happiness. He accidentally drank a little more.

"Then we'll go up and take a look?" Ace said with a smile. He wanted to figure out what was lying on the island. Otherwise, he would always feel itchy and make him feel uncomfortable.

"Okay." Marco nodded, jumped into blue and leaped toward the island, catching Ace.

Everyone on the deck was stunned when they saw it, and then laughed: "They must be drunk again and ran to do something strange."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Everyone is not surprised that the two of them are drunk and sometimes gets crazy.

Slowly, the Mobidick stopped and approached the island.

"Is this a dinosaur? Or a red long-horned dinosaur." Ace said, standing on Garret's head, touching the pile of big horns.

"It shouldn't be true, this should be a fire dragon."

"Look at his skin, he obviously lives in a volcanic place." Marco said with a burp.

"But it has no wings." Ace said, looking at Garet's empty back.

He didn't see any wings on his bare back. It was obviously impossible for him to be a fire dragon.

"Maybe this fire dragon has not yet grown its wings." Marco thought for a while and said, his words a little stubborn.

Judging from his appearance, he felt like what happened after he got drunk.

"So that's the case. This is the first time I have seen such a fire dragon. Marco is so knowledgeable." Ace said.

"Of course," Marco smiled, then looked at Garet's nostrils that were constantly spitting out white air and walked over.

Ace immediately followed when he saw this.

"What is this? Why do you still spray white air?"

Marco said curiously that after getting drunk, his head began to become a little unconscious.

"I don't know, but I should help it block it from getting angry and running away." Ace said, shaking his body.
Chapter completed!