In the vast sea, a pirate ship walked alone.
It had been a week since Vlad took over the crew. Under Vlad's request, the ship changed its course and rushed to an unknown sea.
Vlad sat leisurely at the end of the ship, holding a fishing rod in his hand, fishing leisurely.
"Sir! Afternoon tea!"
A pirate came over and put a small plate of cake and a cup of hot black tea in front of Vlad.
"Yes!"
Vlad did not look back and responded softly. The pirate got Vlad's response and his face suddenly relaxed. He quickly ran away. For these people of the Hacksaw pirates, Vlad was like a demon. He easily defeated his invincible captain and occupied his own ship. He used them as servants.
The most embarrassing thing was that they could not resist this man at all. Vlad's terrifying power had left a heavy shadow in their hearts.
Vlad did not care about the attitude of these people. These people were just his targets. Even if they did not meet him, they were just cannon fodder of the new world. The sea had a bunch of trash like this who overestimated themselves and was swallowed up by the waves of the new world.
As a strong person, he did not care about the opinions of these trash fish. It did not matter, okay? The strong people of this world were respected. Vlad was deeply aware of this. The Yonko were divided in the new world and were invincible. They were the only ones who bullied others. There was no point in others bullying them.
The Navy suppressed the four seas. The first half of the Grandline was like an iron bucket. The pirates in the sea did not dare to compete with them.
Why? Because they were strong enough, whether it was the Yonko or the Navy, they all had terrifying power. The Yonko themselves were the Admiral of the Navy. These top fighters in the sea, together with their own terrifying forces, caused the Yonko and the Navy to be invincible.
Whether it was the Yonko or the Navy, they were the imaginary enemies of Vlad. He was determined to surpass them and defeat them. His goal had been very high from the beginning. He had no interest in these useless trash. The only interaction between the two was that he wanted to take a ride.
That was all.
Vlad put the fishing rod aside, picked up the cake beside him, and began to taste it leisurely. He did not pick up the black tea to drink. It was accompanied by the gentle sea breeze. This was really a kind of enjoyment.
Vlad had been in the group of aunties for twenty years. Other than his Haki and all kinds of combat experience, he had not learned anything else. He had learned a hundred percent of his hobby for dessert.
The three months on the deserted island were very difficult for Vlad. There had been no desserts to eat. For Vlad, this was really a very painful thing.
Although he was not as addicted to eating as Charlotte Lingling, nor was he as obsessive as Katakuri, he had to eat desserts at a fixed time every afternoon.
But he also liked desserts, so as soon as he occupied the ship, he forced the chefs on the ship to make all kinds of sweet foods for him every day. Although he was far worse than the chefs of thousands of countries, it was better than nothing.
From this point of view, Vlad was really worthy of the character of Charlotte Lingling's son. Without a doubt, he inherited the genes of the aunt who liked to eat sweet foods.
Vlad ate happily. The afternoon time was very comfortable for him.
However, the sudden noise reached his leisurely afternoon tea time.
"Sir! We found a pirate ship ahead!"
A pirate trotted to Vlad and whispered.
"Huh? A pirate ship?"
"Leave them alone!" Vlad did not even raise his head.
He was busy eating his cake.
He did not care about these small issues at all.
"Yes!"
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"What did that person say?"
Ebben was wrapped in bandages. He asked somewhat eagerly. He was severely injured. His whole body was severely burned. A small hole was shot in his chest by Vlad's scorching radium. Even with the abnormal recovery ability of the powerhouses in the world of One Piece, it was difficult to recover in a short time.
"Sir said, ignore them!"
The lackey replied.
"Is that so?"
Ebben frowned, "Alright then, adjust the course a little, stay away from the ship, and adjust the course back when you are far away!"
"Yes!"
The subordinates did their best to carry out Ebben's orders and steered the ship away from the pirate ship that was approaching.
However, there was a saying that if the tree wanted to calm down, the wind would not stop. They did not want to cause trouble, but that did not mean that the human family would let them go.
"Pfft, where do you want to run to!"
A voice came from above the ship.
Ebben raised his head, and under the dazzling sunlight, two figures appeared before his eyes.
One of them was a fatty with a body covered in dirt yellow. There was something similar to a propeller on his neck that was constantly spinning, and the wind that it produced kept him suspended in the air.
The other person was a woman, a woman standing on the man's back, a very beautiful woman, a red maid outfit, and a huge rocket launcher on her back.
"Who are you?" Ebben asked.
"Captain, if I am not wrong, they should be from the Don Quixote pirates!"
A pirate suddenly said.
"En?"
Ebben was a little puzzled.
The pirate reached out his hand and pointed, "Look!"
He didn't know when, but the pirate ship had already approached. There was no doubt that the logo on the sail was the symbol of the Don Quixote family.
"The Shichibukai?"
After experiencing Vlad's baptism, Ebben naturally would not be as arrogant as before, thinking that he was already one of the world's top combat powers. He also paid attention to the Shichibukai.
"May I know what business do you have?"
Ebben asked.
"Pfft!"
The yellow man smiled and said, "I was worried that there would be no harvest this time!"
"You are Hacksaw Ebben, right? I heard that you are a pirate with a bounty of 280 million!"
"That's right!"
Ebben had no intention of denying it. It was obvious that the other party had already recognized him.
"Pfft!"
"Then, we will take your head!" The man laughed.
"What?"
"Do you still want to fight?"
"This is a pirate, this is the new world!"
The pirates were discussing, but there was no fear. After all, monsters like Vlad were rare even in the new world.
"Hahahaha!"
"You can give it a try!" The serrated teeth in Ebben's hands pierced through the bandage and came out.
"Buffalo! Fly!" The woman on the man's back shouted loudly.
"Puff!"
Buffalo suddenly rose into the air and opened the distance between him and the saw pirates.
The woman standing on Buffalo's back suddenly turned her hands into two black bazookas.
"Go to hell!"
"Bang!"
Two artillery shells were directly fired.
"Not good!"
Ebben's expression changed. His two hands immediately turned into two large chainswords and swept towards the two cannonballs.
"Boom!"
Ebben was injured after all. Although he had split open one of the cannonballs, there was still one that landed on the deck. Amidst the violent shaking, a large hole was instantly blasted into the ship.
"It's over!"
This was the common thought of all the pirates.
A burst of momentum rose from the end of the ship, and a huge monster appeared at the end of the ship. The red scales flashed under the sun, and the huge wings seemed to be covering the sky.
"Who is it? Which bastard did this?"
The monster roared, and a small pool of cake fell to the ground at his feet.