Vol 4 Chapter 144: Deputy captain

On the island of chaos, when you treat others as a fat sheep, you yourself will become the target in the eyes of others.
Especially when they lose their ability to act, the result is even more self-evident.
The final result is naturally not as simple as surrendering gold coins. What they are facing is the normal state of an island of chaos.
The four looted pirates were thrown into the cold water together, suffering such severe injuries, and three others fell into a coma. Whether they can swim back alive or not can only depend on the gift of the of the sea.
Shanks didn't care about all this. Under the influence of Roger and Hyun, he has always believed that pirates need a kind of bearing belief, which is something that must be carried for dreams and freedom. Like most pirate groups on the sea, they are not qualified to bear the word pirates. .
The small town in the cyan hair is not difficult to find. Basically, you can see if you turn over a place that obscures your vision. Muddy soil, noisy crowds, rough voices and chaotic streets make up this town.
Caressing his straw hat, Shanks showed a relieved smile. The town where the pirates gather is like this. If there is no mess, there is really a problem.
The Barton Tavern in the center is not difficult to find. The area of ​​its own town is swept away by a glance.
When he pushed the door and walked in, some people at the door glanced at Shanks who came in. After simply judging that there was no threat, they started to make a loud noise. Accompanied by the smell of inferior ale and the smell of the feet of pirates, the whole There was a strange smell in the pub.
This is a tavern opened shortly after the formation of the Isle of Chaos. It is a proof of something to be able to open a tavern in such a place. The owner of the tavern is named Patton, a fat man in his forties. I heard that he returned from the New World. Pirate, but no one knows which pirate group he belongs to in the new world or what he did.
These pirates only knew that this fat man was very powerful, so powerful that all the pirates who made trouble here had disappeared silently.
The tavern has always been a good place to gather your subordinates and inquire about news. This is an unchanging truth in any world. Shanks looked around for a week, keeping most of the pirates in his eyes sharply. He was observing and selecting.
After Roger died, he thought that he should do something for the captain, and according to his understanding of the captain, the best way is to inherit his will and ride on the sea.
So he wants to establish his own pirate group, while inheriting the captain's faith, while also fulfilling his dream, until one day he finds the person who can entrust the straw hat to appear.
Because I have followed Xuan to cultivate my character, Shanks at this time is quite different from the original book. Although he can not listen to everything like Roger, he can truly grasp the strengths and weaknesses of most people and general ideas.
But according to his observations, there are very few who are qualified to be recognized as a crew member here. Disappointed but also relieved. After all, according to his standards, most of the crew sailing at sea are unqualified.
His gaze flickered, and a moment later he found a target. It was a guy of his own age with a long face, pointed chin, a high nose, and a clear facial line. Although sitting, he looked explosive. It was bulging in the pocket of his jacket, and Shanks inferred that Nain should be a pack of cigarettes.
This young man was eating a piece of sea fish rice with his head down, with a rifle next to him, and he could be caught in his hand at any time.
"That's him!" Shanks spotted the young man at first glance.
"Boss, two glasses of rum!" Shanks said loudly. The fat tavernkeeper didn't speak, and skillfully picked up two glasses from the bottom and handed them over, full of rum.
For the crew on the sea, rum is a must-have wine. Roger used to like it very much.
When receiving the two glasses of wine from the tavernkeeper, Shanks keenly noticed that there was a scar on his arm. The previous pattern was no longer clear, but it was difficult for Shanks. According to the remaining patterns, He could clearly infer that it was a pattern of a beast. Shanks had seen this pattern in the Roger Pirates.
Looking thoughtfully at the boss, Shanks took the glass and turned and walked towards the young man.
boom!
One person sat down heavily in front of him, Beckman's action of delivering food to his mouth immediately stopped, his left hand fell like lightning, and he could grab the rifle next to him.
The scent of wine drifted into his nostrils, and his movements were stopped, but he finally did not grasp his weapon.
"When we first met, my name is Shanks, red-haired Shanks, how do you call a friend?" Shanks smiled and pushed a wine glass over.
Beckman didn't pick it up, but looked up and said coldly, "I don't have the habit of calling the guy I meet for the first time."
Facing the indifferent attitude, Shanks didn’t get any discouragement, but smiled,
It’s okay, it won’t be the first time when we meet next time. How are you interested in coming to my boat to be my partner? vice!"
Beckman's expression was a little strange. Perhaps it was the first time I saw Shanks, a careless and carefree guy. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Interesting, there are so many people here, why would you choose me?"
Shanks smiled and said, "It's very simple, it feels... The first time I saw you, I thought you were my first mate. Don't show that expression. Our former captain also found the mate on this reason. Captain's."
Beckman didn't laugh, although he thought the reason was actually funny, he snorted and pushed the glass back, "I refuse!"
Shanks smiled and shrugged, took off his straw hat and put it on the table, saying, "Don't be so anxious to refuse, I can see that you are not the kind of ordinary person, how about being with me will experience the most exciting in the world How about coming together to conquer the sea?"
"I don't think there is anything to talk about with an idiot, nor do I think an idiot can conquer the sea."
Shanks' expression remained the same, "Is that right, you should always tell me your name, or else how I call you, I can't tell you to feed."
"I have no obligation to tell you, and you don't have to call me either."..