If it sinks, it will be gone long ago.

The dense black guns rushed towards Whitebeard. Whitebeard continued to raise the knife and then pushed the knife to the ground with force.

Bang!!!

The black gun shattered in the air and was blown into pieces by the vibration.

"good."

Whitebeard looked at the steel factories floating around him, and his eyes became more and more approving. He suddenly stretched out his hand and shouted at Kuro:

"Hey, little kid, be my son!"

The sound was loud, as if it was quiet around.

Kuro: "…"

“???”

Kuro tilted his head, and a question mark appeared on his eyes and head.

Whitebeard said: "If you inherit everything from Ski's ability and swordsmanship, you should not be a navy. Be a pirate, become my son, let me protect you until the moment you become famous in the sea!"

Kuro stood up, took two steps back, looked at Baibei carefully, then clasped his fists and said solemnly: "Goodbye!"

I'm your son?

Am I still a pirate?

Am I still famous?
Chapter completed!