The pirate ship once again hummed a nursery rhyme-like tune, controlled the rudder in the cabin, and adjusted the angle of the mast's sails on its own, quickly moving away from the approaching ice on the sea surface.

However, after they changed direction and evaded for a certain distance, the ice appeared again and pressed in again...

"I see, 'there is an island ahead'..." Charlotte Katakuri said to herself in a deep voice, "It seems that Aokiji deliberately forced us to the nearest uninhabited island."

At this time, someone on the other members of the boat pointed forward and exclaimed: "Look! There is an island ahead!"

Boom, boom, boom...

Katakuri's black horse-nailed leather boots made a sound on the deck. He walked to the stern of the ship and looked at the dark figure that was slowly approaching in the distance.

His sight quickly approached the front with the domineering sweep of the sight, passing over sections of ice on the vast sea surface, and the appearance of the black shadow gradually became clearer. It was a man covered in icy cold air, riding a bicycle towards the direction.

Their pirate ship is approaching quickly...

And on the back seat of Qingzhi's bicycle, there was a tall and tall young man standing.

When Katakuri stared at them, the latter suddenly smiled slightly, as if his eyes met Katakuri's knowledgeable gaze.

"Whoosh!"

Katakuri narrowed his eyes, his outstretched right arm turned into a ball of glutinous rice, and a three-edged fork several meters long slipped out of his body.
Chapter completed!