"Ever since the Red-Footed Czechs attacked the Vincemock family, Sanji joined forces to open a restaurant on the sea, and since then they have rarely come out to do so. "

Ron said and glanced at Vince Mock Jiu, Sanji was her younger brother after all, and he must have to take into account her feelings. Ron didn't see anything unusual on Vince Mock's face, so he continued.

"The Red-Footed Czechs were originally a great power on the seas, and few families could match him, but although he was powerful, he did not like war very much. "

There was another sentence that Ron forcibly choked back, "If it weren't for the unruly ruliness of the Vince Mock family and the red-footed Czechs, he would not have started such a big war." "

As for what Vince Mock Crejiu's family did to provoke the red-footed Czech, who has always liked to be clean and not bad-hearted, but with the style of the Vince Mock family that he knew, it was not like some unruly mad dog who went out to bite indiscriminately.

They can gain a foothold at sea with only their own technology, and they don't have to go out and fight for anything.

It took a long time since the Vince Mock family recovered and was able to rebuild and stand on its feet. Am I right, Lei Jiu?"

Vince Mock Jiu looked like she was in a trance, and suddenly came back to her senses when Ron called her like this, subconsciously sighed, reacted for a while, and nodded yes.

"The Red-Footed Czech has a great desire to go into seclusion, he must be accustomed to purity, and he does not like to participate in any boring wars to prove his strength. He's powerful in his own right. Even I wasn't sure I could be his match. Ron was not modest.

"I envy their days, they are peaceful, they just need to cook and water the flowers every day. Ron gave him a yearning look.

"Hey, what are you doing in a daze, eat, eat, there are so many good drinks and good dishes tonight, you can't help yourself if you don't eat well. As soon as Ron said this, everyone put down their chopsticks, and Brynn tasted it. I have to say that the craftsmanship of the chef on Ron's ship is still good.

The banquet ended in a staggered manner, and everyone was drunk, and they couldn't remember what they said or did.

It wasn't until he woke up the next day that Katakuri regained consciousness. He didn't even bother to eat breakfast, so he unloaded his boat and prepared to go back to his aunt to get back to his life.

"Miss Brynn, I'm going back, you stay here and be careful. "

"I know, you go, go back and get back to my mother. I'm here, maybe much better than at home. "

Katakuri left, and Brynn hurried to adjust her condition, she was used to being in a state of tension all the time to stay awake at all times.

Brynn felt that she should determine her position so that she could have a smoother path to follow.

People, living in the world, always have to think about themselves, and sometimes they don't talk about any so-called feelings at all, they are all the products of selfishness.

On the other side, Katakuri had been traveling for a long time, and according to the direction sent to him by Morgaons, Katakuri chased in that direction at full speed.

Katakuri had already sent them a signal, and I wondered if they would have the patience to slow down and wait for themselves.

After a whole morning's journey, Katakuri saw familiar ships and familiar colors in the distance. He quickened his speed and tried to catch up quickly.

The aunt had already spotted him, standing high on the deck and watching him.

The aunt still has a bit of a conscience, and knows that stopping the boat will allow Katakuri to have time to go up.

"Waste, what have you all done during this time?" said the aunt, but seeing that Brynn did not follow him, she guessed that it was most likely successful.

My aunt was in a good mood, so she didn't say anything drastic or do anything drastic. But during this time, she was in a hurry, and she still had to say a few words to vent her anger.

"Two pieces of waste, why did it take so long? I thought you two wouldn't come back when you died, huh!"

When Katakuri heard this, his face was still very calm and unfazed, and he didn't see anything unusual, as if it wasn't him who was insulted.

It may be that he is by his aunt's side every day. I'm used to hearing this kind of talk, so I don't think there's anything wrong with it. But only Katakuri himself knows that at this moment, his heart is already overturned, and he can't wait to slap his aunt 108,000 times.

It's not the first time he's had this kind of heart, but at this time, the rebellious psychology is particularly serious, fortunately, Katakuri's own restraint is stronger, otherwise he doesn't know what will happen in the next second.

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