"It's already the world of young people." Ben Beckman coldly added the finishing touch.

Shanks was noncommittal.

As he got closer and closer to the shore, the irregularity on his face finally subsided.

The other people on the Red Forth also lowered their expressions and were all ready.

No matter how casual you say it, you can't hide the fact that Jon Joestar is already the strongest and most powerful pirate in the world, and he is even only one step away from the throne of the Pirate King!

You can never be too cautious when dealing with a guy like this.

…

"Jon."

"Boss Shanks."

The scene where Jon and Shanks meet is surprisingly harmonious.

After saying hello to Jon, Shanks looked at Ace again and couldn't help but sigh: "Mr. Roger's son is so old."

Ace twitched his lips, "Yes, yes."

"I received a lot of care from Mr. Roger back then." Shanks recalled the past. "That was the most carefree time in my life."

Ace:……

He looked at Jon with pleading eyes and said with his lips: "What's going on with this red-haired uncle?"

Jon gestured and said, "Understand, this is what you get when you get older."

When Shanks saw the two people's little actions, he was not annoyed and said with a smile: "You guys have a good relationship."

Jon continued, "That's - after all, it's a friendship that we squatted by the window together."

"You just happened to meet me when you were escaping from prison." Ace ruthlessly exposed a certain shameless guy.

Shanks smiled very lowly, holding his stomach and burst into laughter.

When he had laughed enough, his expression suddenly straightened, "Well, Jon Joestar, you should know why I'm here this time."

Jon looked up at the sky, then snapped his fingers, conjuring several beach chairs and a small round table on the sand, as well as many fine wines and food, and said, "Let's drink and chat."

The simple creation of something from the air with one hand scared the elites of the red-haired pirates. However, they had seen many big scenes, and they were able to remain calm and did not lose the momentum of the Four Emperors.

Jon greeted warmly, "It's the first time we've met. I'm so happy. Let's all drink as much as we want. There's still some left after we finish."

Hearing this, Shanks leaned on a chair very comfortably and said: "Since people said so, let's not be polite. We should eat and drink as we should."

Those who knew, could recognize them as the Four Emperors Group, and those who didn’t know, thought they were from the wool harvesting brigade.

Of course, daring to relax like this is also a sign that Shanks and others are extremely confident in their own strength.

The Red-Haired Pirates take the elite route, and each of Ben Beckman and the others has their own unique abilities.

This point was inherited very well by Luffy and the others.

To put it simply, the Red Hair Pirates are the P.A.Ltra version of the Straw Hat Pirates. Everyone can fight and everyone dares to fight.

The people were eating and drinking, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.

Shanks also took a sip of wine, and then looked into Jon's eyes and talked about the business: "MaryJoa hopes that you can release those Draco slaves. As long as you do this, everything can be forgotten."

Ace heard this and wanted to say something.

But out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the half-smiling expression on Jon's face, and he decisively chose to shut up and start sipping from the wine glass.

"It doesn't make sense, Mr. Shanks. What do you think is the difference between the Draco and ordinary people? Do they have an extra nose or an extra mouth? In short, I don't mean to look down on those Inhumans, I just want to express that the Draco are not noble.

"Jon Dan said calmly.

After a pause, he added: "I am the most fair person and am willing to provide the same employment opportunities to all races, and the Tianlong people are no exception."

Shanks smiled bitterly: "Okay, let's stop playing charades between the two of us. For some reason, I owe the World Government a favor. They asked me to ask you to sell me face no matter what... They asked for more.

A lot, as long as it looks passable on the surface.”

"On the surface, they're doing well?" Jon scratched his brows, "Up to now, those five old guys are still dreaming of being patrons... I really don't know whether to laugh at them or admire them."

Shanks pondered for a moment and said: "Listen, Jon, I don't know what you want to do, but the foundation of the World Government is not as poor as you think."

"The ultimate weapon? Or the supreme existence hidden beneath Mariejoia?"

Jon said something casually that made Shanks feel horrified.

Shanks rarely lost his composure, "You know!?"

"Just guessing." Jon said half-truthfully: "It's nothing more than some kind of power that can suppress everything, but there are conditions for using this power."

He spread his hands and said, "So what? The stubborn resistance is just to give me a little more fun."

"Then have you ever thought that once the war really starts, every corner of the world will be engulfed in flames of war, and countless people will be displaced and lose their lives!" Shanks' eyes were sharp, and he was naturally inspired by a tsunami-like domineering aura.

.

Ace, who was nearest, changed his expression slightly.

Jon was as normal as anyone, "I still said the same thing - so what? Mr. Shanks, you don't think that every country is happy and contented now, do you?"

Shanks:......

Pain is normal.

A smile is a flower blooming in dry soil.

Even the most remote villages and the simplest villagers will be unfairly oppressed in one way or another.

Shanks had seen this kind of thing too many times.

He is a pirate and yearns for freedom.

But also kind.

He and his companions have saved countless people.

But compared to the people who are suffering around the world, it is a drop in the bucket.

"Do we really have to tear things down and start over to change everything?" Shanks murmured to himself.

However, Jon shook his head, "It's impossible. Oppression and struggle are eternal themes, and they won't change in another thousand years."

The conversation changed, "As for me, I just simply hate the Celestial Dragons."

Shanks was speechless.

After a long time, he smiled and scratched his head, "Ah, I really lost to you. I will reply truthfully to Wulaoxing and won't embarrass you, Jon."
Chapter completed!