Chapter 133 Kill! Kill! Kill!
"Okay, stop arguing! It won't matter if you argue again!"
Whitebeard shouted in a deep voice.
The place suddenly became quiet!
Everyone looked towards Whitebeard.
Waiting for dad's orders!
Whitebeard didn't say anything about the battle immediately.
He looked at Cass first.
Then he looked at Weir who was eating pig's trotter rice.
"Weir, a young man here is injured. Please stitch him up."
No one was surprised when they heard this.
Their dad is like this.
Always put your family first.
This is also the reason why they gather together.
Everyone looked at Veer.
But Will didn't go that way.
He looked up at Whitebeard and said helplessly: "Actually, I'm not very good at sewing. My sewing skills are average. Otherwise, just ask Marco to cure him."
Although Weir's suture technique is average, it is definitely superior compared to other doctors.
He just hasn't had any stitches in a long, long time.
It's a bit unfamiliar, so I don't want to fix it.
The most important thing is that Brother Ma obviously cured the boy directly, but Old Man Bai still asked himself to bother himself.
Don't do it!
Is this such a small thing going to test me?
Definitely don't do it!
But as soon as he said these words, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at him.
Whitebeard is no exception.
The doctor actually said that he was not very good at suturing?
What kind of doctor is this?
At this moment, White Beard really no longer had hope for Weir.
Even the other people on the boat couldn't help but become suspicious.
Did Ace lie to us?
What a miracle doctor, what a great doctor.
Are they all fake?
Marco looked at Whitebeard and saw him nodding to him.
Marco also walked over.
뇾My own immortal flame brushed over the young man's head.
It only takes a moment.
The bleeding wound quickly stopped, scabbed and finally disappeared.
The young man also noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
After thanking Marco, he hurried down.
Naturally, Weir also saw something was wrong.
But he didn't panic.
I'm just telling the truth.
Normally I don’t sew.
I weld directly.
Wouldn't that be faster than sewing it up and waiting for the wound to heal on its own?
Just one step.
Better than meat growing on its own.
Whitebeard took one last look at Weir, and then turned his attention to his children.
He ripped off all the needles on his body!
He picked up the long knife 'Cong Yunqi' on the side and stood up!
Then he said in an angry voice: "Someone has caught your brother! Can you tell me what you need to do?"
Zheng~!
The long knife suddenly fell on the deck!
The weight made the deck tremble!
And he just finished speaking!
There was a chorus of responses from below!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
That shout made the air ripple!
Everyone worked hard!
Shout loudly!
Qiao Zi even turned red in the face!
"Good! As expected of my white-bearded son!"
"Notify me!"
"Ready and Navy!"
"All-out war!!!!"
Whitebeard shouted angrily!
As he said that, he also raised the medium-length sword!
Pointed in the direction of the Navy Headquarters!
"wooo!!!"
Everyone also raised their weapons at the same time!
The one without a weapon also raised his right hand!
This huge momentum is about to shatter the sky!
Even Weir couldn't help but look askance.
He only said that they were worthy of the Whitebeard Pirates.
No one can match this cohesion.
Goosebumps appeared on his skin involuntarily.
He almost wanted to go up and yell!
Well, he held it back.
Family KTV.
What's the big deal if we go up there...
And soon, orders were issued quickly!
Whitebeard's fleets, and his sons on missions, all began to move closer to the Moby-Dick!
No one holds back!
No one defected!
There were also only three words in their minds.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The entire Whitebeard Pirates are like an airtight steel plate.
Wherever the long sword points, everyone will go!
The guy who dares to do such a thing must be punished! Pay a heavy price!
And soon, everyone on the Moby Dick couldn't help but worry about Whitebeard's physical condition.
This kind of battle.
Don't make a small fuss.
The navy is not vegetarian either.
Dad's body is revealed.
If you go...
Then there is a probability that there will be no return...
Even if he comes back by luck, the subsequent injuries will explode, coupled with the recurrence of hidden injuries caused by violent exertion.
Then what situation will their father face...
I don’t think about it anymore.
But what should they do?
To persuade not to start a war?
Stop talking about Dad.
You bros will kick you out of the group chat first!
This battle must be fought no matter what!
This is an undoubted fact!
Then persuade dad not to go?
Just let the brothers lead the team?
Your father will give you a 꺶b pocket.
Then he yelled at you: "Do you think I'm going to die?"
That's right.
Their dad would definitely do such a thing.
So now...
There seems to be no turning back except to cure the dad's body.
Thinking of this, everyone turned their heads to look at Will.
Whitebeard saw his sons looking at Will, how could he not know what they were thinking.
At this critical moment.
He also wanted his body to recover to its peak.
This sickly body was really annoying.
He was willing to die even if the price was death.
After all, with his current body, he really didn't dare to say that he was sure to bring Ace back.
It didn't matter if he died.
But... if Ace couldn't be saved, then what was the point of his death?
But what else could he do.
Should he count on that kid who couldn't even sew?
Count on him to completely cure himself?
It seems that it is better to hope that the navy will release Ace.
At this time, Marco also came to Will.
Although he didn't believe that Will could do it.
But this is the last hope...
"Will, help our dad..."
Marco said with a little sadness and a little pleading.
They all expected what kind of ending their dad would face if they did nothing.
Hearing this, Will did not hesitate, nodded to Marco, and then walked towards Whitebeard.
"Brother Will! Just do your best!"
Joz also said in a voice behind.
Others did not speak, but their eyes were almost the same as Joz.
Just do your best...
Will came to Whitebeard.
He looked up at his face.
"Sit down, I'm tired of you standing."
Will, with his head raised, said calmly.
Hearing this, Whitebeard was also stunned.
But then he sat down as Will said.
‘Forget it, the situation won’t get any worse anyway. Let this kid try it.’
‘I don’t ask him to cure me, I just ask him to do something.’
Thinking this way, Whitebeard slowly put his hands on his strong chest muscles.
Under everyone’s expectant eyes, an arc of electricity came out from Will’s heart.
It sank into Whitebeard’s chest and disappeared.
And Will slowly closed his eyes.
Following the arc of electricity, he sensed the complex situation in Whitebeard’s body.
Others also saw it.
Will was checking the situation.
They all came over one by one.
They stared at Will with his eyes closed nervously.
Although they didn’t hold much hope.
But they still wanted to hear some good news about their father from Will.
Whitebeard felt the arc moving in his body and also turned his attention to Will's face.
How would this guy react after knowing how bad my body was?
Symbolically treat it or turn around and leave?
And just a few seconds later, Will slowly opened his eyes.
At this time, there was a touch of emotion in his eyes.
Whitebeard's body.
Very bad.
So bad that even he, who was used to seeing blood, was a little moved.
Will even doubted how this guy in front of him could hold on until now.
How did he sit here with a normal face like now?
At this time, his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, and even muscles and blood vessels were all covered with fine cracks.
Because of his Tremor-Tremor Fruit.
After so many years of counter-vibration, there was nothing surprising about such an ending.
He could understand why Whitebeard looked normal without the suppression of the precious medicine.
But now he had taken off all the medicines.
Every beat of the heart was like a knife cutting.
Every slight movement.
The muscles would feel tearing pain.
How did this guy manage to look normal?
Will suddenly felt a shock from the bottom of his heart.
In the original work, his open and closed attacks did not affect the enemy, but he must have been in pain...
This was not the most fatal thing.
Once he continued to fight for a certain period of time, these organs would burst out with extremely strong pain!
Although they would not rupture directly.
But they had to rest for a while before they could continue to function.
This was also the reason why Whitebeard knelt many times when he was on top.
His tolerance for pain was absolutely beyond everyone's imagination.
But even so, he still couldn't get up from his knees because of the pain.
He could stand if his organs were resting.
But he knelt.
The reason for the pain.
The pain that forced such a monster to kneel down and rest in such a situation.
Will really couldn't imagine how painful it was.
At this moment, Will looked at the guy who was staring at him with a normal expression.
A touch of admiration appeared in his eyes.
He really deserved it.
