The Beautiful Swordsman Came with a Barbecue

After instructing his men to arrange the schedule, Morgans began to write the news of Mihawk's fight with Skyler. As a journalist, he knew what a journalist should do.

Big news needs to be done, and time-sensitive news needs to be published. After all, news needs to be "new" to be called news.

In Morgans's writing, words such as "new generation swordsman duel", "the world's largest swordsman foresight" and other words were edited. Just looking at the prose, what I know is the competition between two young swordsmen. Thought it was a repeat of the Battle of Edvard.

As for the result of the battle, Morgans' evaluation was that it was evenly divided, each winning one move.

After the news is written, typeset, and then directly ask his subordinates to replace the news headlines, as for the original headlines? Greasy middle-aged male rock singer concert? Who cares!

As the most influential and largest newspaper in the world, the efficiency and execution rate of the World Economic News are not comparable to other newspapers. In just an instant, factories around the world can stop production.

The revised newspapers were printed out one by one after a few minutes. As for those newspapers that have already been produced? Can not be thrown away, Morgans transferred these newspapers to the location of the male singer for sale.

After all, after receiving the money, they have to let the customers know that they are serious about doing things. As long as the male singer and the people around him get the newspaper he wants, then... the money will not be worth it. White flowers!

And the new version of the newspaper was also brought to the four seas and the two great waterways by news birds, and everyone on the sea received this newspaper.

Including... Skyler herself, she took the warship to the Chambord Islands. Looking at the newspaper in her hand, Skyler felt that her ears were heating up. She hated others to look down on her, but she also hated others to praise her.

Or rather, it's not hate, but shame. That feeling of social death keeps Skyler's face black.

But she was not happy, but many people who received the newspaper showed happy smiles.

In the New World, on the Moby Dick, Marko, who was like the steward of the fleet, bought a lot of newspapers as usual, and then distributed them to the captains of each division. In the end, he only had one in his hand.

And this share is not his, but he took it for Whitebeard. Anyway, he can stay by Whitebeard's side, or watch by any brother's side, so why spend 50 Baileys?

Fifty a day, one thousand five in a month, that is equal to a Bailey note of the smallest denomination plus a Bailey coin of the largest denomination.

Holding the last newspaper, Marco staggered towards the place where Whitebeard was. Usually in the early morning, Whitebeard would choose to bask in the sun to dispel the smell of alcohol left over from yesterday.

Marco habitually scans the headlines of the news. He made a bet with Joz yesterday that whether today's headline is a concert report, he bet five hundred not.

At first glance, Marco's drooping eyelids were raised, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He had saved a lot of newspaper money again, but he always felt something was wrong in his heart.

Eyes closed, eyes opened, eyes closed, eyes opened, after several times, Marko looked at the newspaper headlines again.

"Wuhu~"

Marco let out a strange cry, and then an empty wine bottle flew towards his head. Marco avoided it at will, then ran to the side of Whitebeard who threw the bottle, and said, "Dad, look."

With a calm face, Whitebeard said, "Idiot son, is there anything in the ocean that Dad hasn't brought you to see? As for all the fuss?"

Saying that, Whitebeard took the newspaper, shook it twice, moved away from him a little, and narrowed his eyes.

A minute later, Whitebeard threw the newspaper and burst into laughter: "Kula Lala~ Little Skyler grows like this, maybe he can really chop up the old man!

But...you can't believe everything that **** wrote in Morgans! Marko, please let me know. In the new world, as soon as there is news of Little Skyler, report it immediately! "

"Okay, Dad, what would you do if you met little Skyler?"

Marco nodded, but didn't leave immediately. He had to understand Whitebeard's needs before he knew how to go on. Whitebeard picked up an unopened bottle of wine from the ground.

"degree~"

Pulling off the cork of the wine and biting the mouth of the bottle lightly, it looks like an ordinary person drinking oral liquid. A whole bottle of wine can only slightly moisten Whitebeard's mouth and throat. The big wine barrels next to him are the The container in which he drinks.

Putting down the finished wine bottle, Whitebeard wiped the wine beads on his chin, and said, "What are you doing? Scare that old **** Karp! The old man really wanted to see that old **** Karp, so he rushed to the new world in a fit of rage. looks like.

Kullalalala~Let him **** the old man's daughter, Kullalalala~"

Marko stood up silently and walked away. He didn't expect that Whitebeard had held a grudge for a year. Marko still remembered a year ago when Whitebeard learned that Skyler was the "daughter" of naval hero Monkey Karp. looks like.

Looking back, it feels like yesterday!

Marko looked down at the wooden deck on the Moby Dick, the paint had not yet completely faded away. Although the money was paid by the regiment, the money was kept by Marko and taken out by Marko. He felt distressed. what!

Marco walked, raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger to point to the sky, and drew a circle. The squad leaders walked towards him tacitly, knowing that there was something to explain.

As they walked, they were also communicating with each other.

In the first half of the great waterway, Mihawk stood on his own boat, holding a newspaper, his expression did not change, but the thumb nail of his right hand squeezed a word with slight force.

"Each one wins one move"!

Donghai, in a kendo hall, a young teacher with glasses, holding a newspaper, looked at his wife beside him tenderly. Although his wife's stomach was still flat, the doctor said she was pregnant.

Like his father once, he is about to welcome his heir! The heir to the ancient kingdom of kendo!

When the wife saw this~www.wuxiamtl.com~ she smiled and put her hands on her belly with a look of longing.

In another part of the East China Sea, a red-haired boy wearing a straw hat, holding the crumpled newspaper in his right hand, gritted his teeth, and looked unconvinced. After a long time of sulking on the boat, he looked not far of land.

"Sirobu Village, is that right here?" the red-haired boy murmured, "I must build a pirate group composed of the most elite members, so that the bad woman who mocked the captain can see the Roger Pirates. The style!"

In the Chambord Islands, in a bar, a middle-aged man with blond hair and gray hair, holding a newspaper from nowhere, plucked his beard with his fingers, shaped his beard, and said with a free and easy smile:

"The greatest swordsman in the world? Haha, the young people nowadays are really amazing. There is one daughter who is that **** Karp, haha."

"boom!"

On the other side of the bar, a woman smashed a broom in front of the man and roared, "Riley, you bastard! How long has it been since you paid for the drink? I drank it until the old lady closed, and then came in when the old lady hadn't opened the shop!

Wake up the old lady early in the morning just to get you wine? And then listen to your nonsense? "

The man known as Rayleigh took a sip of wine and said, "Xia Qi, don't be angry, I have found a way to make money. I will definitely bring you back 50,000 Baileys tomorrow."

"Fifty thousand baileys? You don't drink 50,000 baileys of wine all day long here! And I doubt whether your money will enter the pockets of those people in the casino! I don't know if you have sailed for so many years, your treasures are all where it goes."

"Treasure? It's just something outside the body, it's left to the young people."