Novel Star Chapter 646
Chapter 646
"you you……?!"
Looking at Wang Chen who suddenly appeared in front of him, Marco stared wide-eyed, almost incoherent.
At this time, he was dressed in white, gentle, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, like a doctor and scholar.
However, the expression on his face at this moment is not as calm as a doctor or scholar.
No matter what he did, he couldn't believe that a person who was supposed to die was standing in front of him at this moment...
"Wang...Wang Chen?!" He looked at Wang Chen again and again, his voice trembling.
Wang Chen nodded, a little embarrassed: "It's me."
In the final analysis, Wano Country still messed up himself.
If you don't change your job sooner or later, you have to change your job at a critical time and miss that big battle.
Although Wang Chen also knew that even if he was there at the time, with Kaido, Big Mom, Red Dog, Blackbeard, and countless navy elites all on the scene, he might not be able to please him.
But absence is absence, which cannot be quibbled anyway.
Because of this, it can be said that Wang Chen's mood was very complicated along the way.
On the one hand, the reunion of old friends brings joy.
However, on the other hand, he was very entangled, not knowing what to say and what to do when facing Marco and Ace.
After all, judging from the result, he, Wang Chen, is indeed a deserter...
"You, you are not..."
"Dead is not dead, but something happened."
Looking at the excited Marco opposite, the expression on Wang Chen's face became even more embarrassing.
Fortunately, before he finished speaking, the next moment, Marco was already laughing and pounced on him, grabbed his neck, and then clamped his head in his armpit, pressing his big hands directly on Wang Chen's head like a palm fan, and rua his dog's head madly:
"Great! Great!"
"You're really all right, boy! You're all right!"
"I just said, how could someone like you die in Kaido's hands so easily!"
After a while of vigorous rubbing, Wang Chen's hair was as messy as a bird's nest, and looked similar to a certain head of the British Empire....
After laughing for a while, Marco let him go.
"You kid..."
Hammering Wang Chen's chest, just about to say something, a crisp voice sounded under his feet: "Marco, is this your friend?"
It was the little girl who asked Wang Chen just now who was speaking.
At this moment, she raised her head, looking back and forth between Wang Chen and Marco.
And not just this little girl.
When Wang Chen and Marco were fighting, maybe Marco laughed too loudly, and the old grandpas and old women who were plowing in the fields also came over with their hoes on their shoulders.
"Marco, my shoulder hurts again."
"Marco, my knee hurts."
"Marco...Hey, who is this little brother? He looks so good-looking...Marco, your friend?"
Facts have proved that Marco is very popular in Sphinx.
Almost every resident here is familiar with him and has a good relationship.
Seeing Wang Chen, an uninvited guest who suddenly barged in, a group of old men and women were not afraid. Instead, they thought it was Marco's friend, and came to visit him, saying hello to Wang Chen.
"Brother is from outside, right? Have you eaten at noon?"
"You can find our place, brother and Marco must be good friends, right? How about it, are you hungry, do you want to try our home-grown rice? Let me tell you, it's delicious."
"Brother, brother, you look really good-looking, are you married? Let me tell you, my uncle has a granddaughter..."
More and more people gather.
Perhaps the closed environment was too boring, the old men and women had nothing to do when they were full, so they all came to watch the peep show.
Wang Chen originally planned to open his mouth to talk to Marco about what happened in these years. Seeing this posture, he must put it aside and deal with these curious little old men and young ladies first.
"Grandpa and aunt, thank you, thank you, my name is Wang Chen, and I am indeed stopping by to visit Marco..."
"...Thank you, thank you, I have eaten, I have already eaten, you don't have to be so polite..."
"Then what, I finally came here, and I don't have anything good to give everyone. I have some small specialties brought from my hometown here, and I will give them to all the grandparents to try..."
Under the siege of a group of uncles and aunts, Wang Chen was in a hurry.
The main reason was that he was afraid of accidentally hurting these grandpas and aunts. After a bit of tugging, he untied the small black backpack behind him, and then dug into it...
Yes, it was the familiar small black backpack again.
In fact, except for the one-year period when he couldn't bring anything with him, Wang Chen never left his bag when he went out.
Humanoid self-propelled resource pack, after all, is not a joke.
Without such a small black backpack to cover it up, Wang Chen really couldn't explain how he would carry so many things with him.
I saw him taking out food, meat, vegetables, and various condiments one by one from behind...
Looking for a set of cooking utensils from an old man in the village, he started to steam rice, cook rice, fry rice, make cold noodles, and mix cold noodles on the spot...
A set of operations is smooth and smooth, and the old people are dumbfounded on the spot.
The Flash Man was no joke after all.
Steaming and frying rice at lightning speed, and then making all kinds of snacks, Wang Chen alone manages the meals of a village, just like fake ones.
There is dessert after the meal.
The caramel cheese pudding, the old people were full of happiness, and almost met God on the spot.
The little girl who talked to Wang Chen before was bought off in an instant, surrounded by Wang Chen, jumping up and down, and called "brother" sweetly.
Until this time, Wang Chen put down the pots, spoons and pans in his hands, looked at the mess in front of him, and smiled gratifiedly.
Marco was also full.
In other words, among this group of people, he is the one who can eat the most and eats the most.
"Hi~~~~"
Comfortably hiccupped, Marco lay there, lazy all over.
The old people gathered around Wang Chen, drinking the wine Wang Chen gave, talking and laughing happily:
"Brother, your craftsmanship is really good. You can't be a cook outside."
"Give us back wine, we old men, how can we afford it?"
"Look at you, come from afar, we don't care about your food, we will eat your meal."
An old man showed his teeth that were about to fall out, and said with a smile, "It's great that Marco has you as a friend..."
Before the words fell, Marco straightened up and said suddenly: "Not a friend."
"What?" The old man looked at Marco in astonishment.
"not friend."
Marco said, "Brother."
"..."