Chapter 133 Kill! Kill! Kill!

"Okay, stop arguing! It's useless to argue anymore!"

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 war 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, that's it.

Always put your family first.

This is why they can come 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, I'd better just ask Marco to cure him."

Although Weir's stitching techniques are average, they are definitely powerful compared to other doctors.

He just hadn't sewn 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 Bai can obviously cure that kid directly, but Old Man Bai still asks 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, Whitebeard 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 master.

Are they all fake?

Marco looked at Whitebeard and saw him nodding to him.

Marco also walked over.

Use your own immortal flames to brush 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 shouted angrily: "Someone has caught your brother! Do you need me to tell you what needs to be done!"

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 blushed!

"Good! As expected of me, Whitebeard's son!"

"Notify me!"

"Ready and Navy!"

"All-out war!!!!"

Whitebeard shouted angrily!

As he spoke, he also raised the long knife in his hand!

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 almost shook the sky!

Even Weir couldn't help but look askance.

He can only say that they are indeed the Whitebeard Pirates.

No one can match this cohesion.

Goosebumps appeared on his skin involuntarily.

He almost wanted to go up and yell!

Fortunately he held back.

Family KTV.

What's the big deal if we go up there...

And soon, orders were issued quickly!

The fleets of Whitebeard and his sons who were 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 war.

This is no small matter.

The Navy is not a vegetarian either.

Dad’s current body.

If you go...

Then there is a high probability that there will be no return...

Even if he is lucky enough to come back, the subsequent injuries will explode, coupled with the recurrence of hidden injuries caused by violent use of abilities.

Then what situation will their father face...

There is no need to think about it anymore.

But what can 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 dad will give you a big bag.

Then he yelled at you: "You think I'm going to die, don't you?"

That's right.

Their dad would definitely do something like this.

So now...

Apart from recovering my father's health, there seemed to be really no room for change.

Thinking of this, everyone turned to look at Weir.

Whitebeard saw his sons looking at Weir, how could he not know what they were thinking.

at this critical moment.

He also wanted to restore his body to its peak.

This sick and weak body is really unpleasant.

He is willing even if the cost is death.

After all, with his current body, he really didn't dare to say that he was sure of bringing Ace back.

It doesn't matter if he dies there.

But...if Ace can't be saved, then what's the point of his own death?

But what can he do.

Should we expect that kid who can't even sew?

Expect him to completely cure himself?

It seems that it is better to hope that the navy will be brainless and put Ace back.

At this time Marco also came to Vere.

Although he also had some disbelief that Vail could do it.

But, this is the last hope...

"Vell, help our dad take a look..."

Marco said a little sadly and a little pleadingly.

They all anticipated what would happen to their father if nothing was done.

Hearing this, Will didn't hesitate anymore, nodded to Marco, and then walked towards Whitebeard.

"Brother Weir! Just do your best!"

Jozi also shouted loudly from behind.

The others didn't speak, but their eyes had almost the same meaning as Jozi.

Just try your best...

Veer comes to Whitebeard.

She looked up at his face.

"Sit down, I'm tired of you standing."

Will, who raised his head, said calmly.

Hearing this, Whitebeard was also stunned.

But then he sat down as Weir said.

‘Forget it, the situation can’t get any worse anyway. Just let this kid try whatever he wants. ’

‘Don’t ask him to be cured, just ask him to have some effect. ’

Whitebeard thought this, and Will slowly put his hands on his strong chest muscles.

Under everyone's expectant gazes, an arc of electricity emitted from Will's palm.

It disappeared into Whitebeard's chest.

Will slowly closed his eyes.

Following the arc, he sensed the complex situation inside Whitebeard's body.

Others saw it too.

Will is checking the situation.

They all came together one by one.

He stared nervously at Veer, who had his eyes closed.

Although they don't have high hopes.

But I still want to hear some good news about Dad from Weir's mouth.

Whitebeard felt the arc of electricity moving through his body, and also turned his attention to Weir's face.

How will this kid react when he finds out how bad my health is?

Give it a symbolic treatment or just walk away?

And just a few seconds later, Weir slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, a touch of emotion appeared in his eyes.

Whitebeard's body.

Very bad.

It was so bad that even a guy like him who was used to seeing blood was a little moved.

Weir was even beginning to wonder how the guy in front of him was able to hold on until now.

How on earth did he manage to sit here with a normal expression like this?

At this time, his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, and even muscles and blood vessels were all covered with fine cracks.

It's because of his shocking fruit.

After so many years of backlash, there is nothing surprising about this ending.

With the suppression of that precious medicine, he could still understand why Whitebeard's expression remained as normal.

But now he has torn off all the potions.

Every beat of the heart is like a knife cutting.

Every tiny movement.

The muscles will feel like tearing pain.

How on earth does this big guy keep his face as normal?

Weir felt a sudden shock from the bottom of his heart.

In the original work, with his wide-open and wide-open attacks, the enemy was not affected, and he might have almost died of pain...

This is not the most deadly.

Once he continues fighting for a certain period of time, these organs will burst out with extremely intense pain!

Although it won't break directly.

But it also requires a period of rest before it can continue to function.

This is probably why Whitebeard would kneel down many times when he was on top.

His ability to endure pain was beyond anyone's imagination.

But even so, he still fell to his knees because of the pain.

The organ rests and he can stand.

But he fell to his knees.

That was the cause of the pain.

Pain that would make such a monster have to kneel down to rest on that occasion.

Will couldn't imagine how painful it must be.

At this moment, Weir looked at the guy who was staring at him with a normal expression.

There was a hint of admiration in his eyes.

He really deserves it.