One Piece: Surrounded at Marineford? Just kidding!

Chapter 206: Chen Ye's Smile!

In stark contrast to the Pangu Palace, which was shrouded in deathly silence and filled with a chilling atmosphere!

At this moment, Beehive Island is still immersed in a hot night filled with male hormones and the smell of fermenting alcohol.

This is a paradise for pirates.

It is also a sanctuary of chaos and freedom.

The air was still filled with the aroma of rum, mixed with the smoky scent of roasted meat.

The huge campfire had been burning for most of the night, with only a few flames still burning.

The thousands of pirates who had just experienced the battle of Shenzhi Valley were now lying sprawled on the ground!

Some people were holding half-empty bottles of wine and lying by the barrel.

Some groups of people were piled up on top of others, forming small mountains.

The snoring sounds were continuous, seemingly drowning out the distant sound of the waves.

This is a celebration for the winners.

The ultimate indulgence after returning from the Valley of the Gods.

Everyone who survived wished they could have given their life in that one night.

In the heart of this drunken crowd, beside the giant table hastily pieced together from a dozen huge ship planks, only a handful of people remained sober.

Most of those monsters that were famous throughout the seas, or those destined to stir up storms in the future, have now fallen.

"Gurgle... another... bucket..."

Young Newgate, the future strongest man in the world, leans unceremoniously against a pile of empty barrels.

His blond hair was a mess, plastered all over his face. He was clutching a huge wooden barrel tightly in his arms, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his snoring made the ground tremble.

Not far away, Shiki the Golden Lion buried his entire face in a plate of leftover bones and meat.

He flailed his arms in the air, mumbling incoherently.

"My future...fleet...must be able to fly..."

Charlotte Linlin lay under the table, surrounded by crumbs of dessert, her mouth still smacking incessantly even in her sleep.

The young Kaido even plunged straight into the wine vat, with only half his head sticking out, exhaling large bubbles with each breath!

Meanwhile, Rayleigh held Shakky in a private place as they discussed life!

The passion faded.

The night was dark.

The ground was littered with drunkards.

Only three people were truly still conscious.

Rocks.

Roger.

And Chen Ye.

These three top-tier monsters, who had just shone brightly in God Valley and trampled the World Government's face underfoot, were now sitting around this campfire, enjoying the rare tranquility after the revelry.

"Glug."

Lox tilted his head back and drank the nectar in the huge goblet in his hand in one gulp.

Liquid grenade dripped down his lip and across his scarred chest.

He casually wiped his mouth, his eyes still sharp as a hawk's even in his drunken state.

He didn't look at anyone around him, only staring at the flickering flames, his voice hoarse and low: "Those bastards from the World Government... they've really been crippled this time."

Roger, sitting opposite him, was picking his teeth with a small fishbone without any regard for his image.

Hearing Lox's words, he grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth: "Ah, yeah. Those self-proclaimed 'gods' are probably crying their eyes out under the covers right now, aren't they? Hahahaha!"

Roger's laughter made it seem as if what he had just experienced was not a life-or-death battle, but a fun adventure game.

Rocks scoffed and glanced sideways at Roger: "You're quite optimistic. Don't forget, we're not just facing those five old geezers."

Roger paused slightly as he picked his teeth at the mention of that existence.

His smile faded slightly, and a rare hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes.

He recalled the terrifying power that had possessed Satan Saint and descended upon the battlefield.

The monster who calls himself the "King of the World"—Im.

Even powerful beings like them, standing at the pinnacle of the ocean, still feel a chill run down their spines when they recall that despairing dark power.

That is a power from a completely different dimension.

If it weren't for Chen Ye's final appearance and the terrifying strength he displayed that rivaled or even suppressed "gods," all of them would probably have perished in the Valley of Gods.

Thinking of this, both Rocks and Roger turned their gazes to the young man sitting between them.

Chen Ye.

He sat quietly, gently swirling his wine glass.

His gaze passed through the wine and looked into the distance.

He is too young.

Sandwiched between these two weathered old men, Chen Ye, in his early twenties, seemed out of place.

Of course, this is on the premise that we ignore the god-like terrifying power he displayed in God Valley.

The night breeze blew and swirled among the three of them.

An eerie silence.

Rocks put down the empty barrel he had just finished drinking from and prepared to open the next one.

Roger threw away the animal bones, looking for a way to break the silence.

Right now.

Chen Ye paused, his hand holding the wine glass still.

This is not due to physical discomfort, nor is it due to external interference.

Rather, it is a feeling that originates from the depths of the soul.

That was the "energy ball" he left above the Valley of the Gods, the last one he shot at Mary Geoise.

exploded.

Although it was far away, I couldn't see the spectacular sight with my own eyes.

But as the master of the energy, Chen Ye clearly sensed the terrifying power that erupted in that instant.

And... that dark aura that tried to suppress the explosion but was ultimately shattered into pieces.

"Oh."

Looks like it exploded successfully. I hope you're alright, Im!

A very soft laugh escaped from deep within Chen Ye's throat.

The corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably and extremely slowly.

That wasn't the usual polite smile.

Instead, his smile carried a hint of amusement, a touch of mockery, and even a hint of triumphant satisfaction after a successful prank.

The movements were extremely subtle.

Extremely short.

But Rocks and Roger's eyes never left him.

They keenly observed everything.

That man in the Valley of the Gods, facing the Five Elders, facing that "god" named Im, always had only calm on his face.

An absolute indifference that has everything under its control.

But now, he actually laughed.

In the dead of night on Beehive Island, far from the battlefield, he smiled at the empty darkness.

"Thump."

The barrel of wine that Lox had just picked up was slammed back onto the table by him.

The thick wooden tabletop emitted a muffled groan, and several cracks burst open along the bottom of the bucket.

His aggressive eyes narrowed, and he leaned forward, locking onto Chen Ye.

"Feed..."

Rocks' voice was low and hoarse, carrying an irresistible pressure.

"Hey bro, what are you laughing at?"

Locke's intuition told him that something huge was hidden in Chen Ye's smile.

On the other side, Roger also put away his carefree attitude.

He put his legs down and sat up straight.

Those eyes, which were usually always smiling, were now filled with a sharp light.

"Yeah, bro."

Roger grinned, revealing his white teeth, and his beard twitched.

"What funny thing came to mind? Sharing is caring, so tell us and let everyone have a laugh!"

The two men's gazes, like two searchlights, were simultaneously focused on Chen Ye's face.

In an instant, the languor from drinking vanished, replaced by a sense of tension.

The air was still filled with the smell of alcohol.

The drunkards around them continued snoring loudly, completely unaware of the changes that had occurred.

Chen Ye did not answer the questions posed by both Rocks and Roger immediately.

He was holding a wine glass.

The smile on his lips didn't fade; instead, it gradually widened, filling his entire face.

That smile contained three parts disdain, three parts pleasure, and four parts an overwhelming, unyielding mockery.

He slowly withdrew his gaze from the void, sweeping it over the tense faces of Rocks and Roger.

Then, he did something that neither of them expected.

He slowly brought the glass to his lips, tilted his head back, and drank the rest of the rum in one gulp.

"Glug."

Adam's apple bobbed.

"ha--"

Chen Ye put down the empty cup and let out a long sigh.

Satisfy.

carefree.

He stretched out a finger and wiped away a drop of wine from the corner of his lips.

I looked again at the two men in front of me, their faces filled with "curiosity".

The night wind picked up, causing the charcoal fire to flicker and cast a dim light on his face.

In the flickering firelight, his smile appeared even more enigmatic.

Rocks and Roger became even more convinced that there was definitely a secret hidden in Chen Ye's smile.