"Ever since the Redfoot Czechs attacked the Vince Mock family and Sanji defected to his tribe, they teamed up to open a sea restaurant, and they rarely came out after that. ＂

Ron said and glanced at Vince Mockrejiu, Sanji was her brother after all, and he must have taken her feelings into account. Ron didn't see anything strange on Vince Mockrejiu's face, so he continued.

"The Red-footed Czechs were originally a big force on the sea, and few families could match him, but although he was powerful, he did not like war very much. ＂

There was another sentence that Ron forced back, "If it weren't for the Vince Mock family's unruly provocation of the red-footed Czech Republic, he wouldn't have started such a big war." ＂

As for what Vince Mockrejiu's family did to the red-footed Czech Republic, who has always liked cleanliness and not bad hearts, but with the style of the Vince Mock family he knows, it doesn't look like some mad dog that goes out and bites unruly.

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

It took a long time since for the Vince Mocks family to recover and rebuild. Am I right, Lei Jiu? ＂

Vince Mockrejiu looked like he was in a trance, and was suddenly brought back to his senses by Ron's call, subconsciously snorted, reacted for a while, and nodded and said yes.

"The red-footed Czech Republic has a lot to hide, he must like to be clean and habitual, and he doesn't like to participate in some boring war to prove his strength. He is powerful in his own right. Even I wasn't at all sure that I could be his opponent. Ron said immodestly.

"I envy their days, peaceful and quiet, just cooking and watering flowers every day. Ron said and made a longing look.

"Hey, what are you doing stunned, eating, eating, so much good wine and good food tonight, it's not good to eat at all." Ron said this before everyone put down their chopsticks, and Breen tasted it. I have to say that Ron's craftsmanship on board is still good.

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

It was only after sobering 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.

"Miss Breen, I'm going back, you stay here, be careful yourself. ＂

"I know, you go, go back and have a good revenge with my mother." I'm here, maybe much better than at home. ＂

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

Breen felt that she should set her position so that she could have a smoother path.

People, living in the world, always have to think for themselves, sometimes do not talk about any so-called feelings, are the product of selfishness.

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

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

After traveling all morning, Katakuri saw a familiar ship in the distance, a familiar color. He sped up and tried to catch up.

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

Auntie is still a little conscientious and knows that stopping the boat will allow Katakuri to go up.

"Waste, what have you all done during this time? Although Auntie said so, she saw that Breen did not follow behind him, so she guessed that she was probably successful.

Auntie was in a good mood, so she didn't say anything radical or do anything excessive. But during this time, she was anxious, and she still had to say two words to get angry.

"Two wastes, how 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 calm, and he couldn't see anything unusual, as if it wasn't him who was insulted by others.

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

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

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