Konoha vs. One Piece

Chapter 257 Bloody Heart
"The rebels have become more and more violent in the past two days."

On the road in the slums, two soldiers in armor were chatting with each other.

"Yes, yes, the military strength of this group of rebels is actually stronger than our regular army. What kind of generals are they bragging about themselves, and they will collapse as soon as they meet the rebels. They look too ugly!"

If those generals who were defeated by Konoha would definitely cry for their own injustice here.

"There's no way around it. Who told those generals to be a group of poor people, who became generals only by relying on connections. These people are ghosts if they can lead troops to fight. Later, I heard that none of the people who went there came back alive. , aren’t these guys all cowardly?”

"Heh, they can be cowardly, but they throw us soldiers outside to hunt for the assassin. Don't even think about it. If the assassin is really caught, will we soldiers still have a way out?"

"So this kind of deadly job, the gangster is over. After you come out, just fool around and get some extra money by the way. If you really find the assassin of the rebel army, then you are looking for death."

When the topic came to this point, both of them were a little depressed.

"Hey, the front line was defeated, and the rear was harassed by assassins. Brother, let me tell you, I don't think it's safe for us to live in the aristocratic area. One day the rebels won't come in, right?"

"Hahaha, don't worry about that!"

The slightly older one laughed: "His Majesty the King has long asked for help from the Navy Headquarters. The major general who came this time is Rear Admiral Mole. He is also a well-known strong man in the Navy Headquarters. With his protection, a mere group of people resisted. It is impossible for the army to break into the capital."

"..."

The two of them chatted as they walked, and came to a fork in the road that they often passed by.

These kingdom soldiers came out for such a trip, part of which was because the assassins were rampant and the nobles forced them to come out to investigate, and the other part...

Money is tight and I want to grab something.

Hey, this is called tax collection, what is robbery?Can the matter of kingdom soldiers be called robbery?
Although the people in the slums are generally poor ghosts, the soldiers of the kingdom are not so rich.For the two soldiers who were sent out to patrol, it was a good little extra money to rob a few more houses in the slums.

However, today when they walked along the road to a gathering area they were familiar with, they found that the road was blocked by a large pile of landslide garbage.

"Gan!"

The slightly younger soldier kicked the garbage, and there were piles of garbage in the slums. This kind of "accident" happened very logically, so they didn't think much about it.

"Brother, what should I do?"

The older soldier frowned.There are some military leaders on their heads. Since the slums are officially a place that does not pay taxes at all, the petty profits of the upper class that exploit the slums fall to the bottom of the army. head in hand.After so many years of profit distribution, there are also strict regulations and divisions for the robbery area, and it is even distributed to everyone.

The two soldiers originally had their own looting area, but they didn't expect to encounter an accident when they came out today. The only way to go to their area was blocked by a landslide of garbage mountain.

The two couldn't help but looked at each other.

The young man looked at another fork in the road: "Brother, whose jurisdiction does that road lead to?"

The elder took a closer look, recalled slightly and said: "The predecessor in that place was unlucky, he was slaughtered by an assassin when he went out with the nobleman, and the one who took it to this jurisdiction, I remember it was a newcomer called... what's coming?"

The young man's eyes lit up: "It's okay, he's a newcomer anyway, let's go to his jurisdiction first to get some autumn wind this time! It's a big deal to supply him with our jurisdiction next time."

"Hmm..." The older man was still pondering.

"Brother, we don't have to make a trip in vain, do we?"

Hearing this sentence, the elder's expression finally loosened.

"Ok."

Hearing this, the young man couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, usually he wouldn't be so hungry and thirsty, and he would go over the world to catch his colleagues.But he likes to gamble. He met a white-haired boy in the gambling room two days ago, and accidentally lost all his money. Daily expenses have been affected, and it is urgent to grab a rescue.

The elders also breathed a sigh of relief.Originally, he wouldn't have crossed the border in such a hurry, but he found a new love in the past two days, and that woman kept asking him for things, and his money was also a little tight.

So the two soldiers who didn't know each other's situation hooked up and walked towards a block they were completely unfamiliar with, laughing and laughing.

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"Get, get, get, get..." Johnny sat in his room and hummed a little tune. In front of him was an iron shelf, on which was a large pot full of Papag.

In the slums where the faces are generally disheveled, Johnny can still get by.The reason for this is that he is a young man with sound limbs, but more because of the care of Papa Nader.

If Papa Nader hadn't given him a bite of food back then, he would have starved to death on the street when he was still young.They were the same people who produced Papag in the slums. As food producers, their quality of life must be better than others.Although they still ate this kind of poor-quality food, they would not be hungry anyway. Making Papag was already an enviable job for people in the slums with red eyes.

goo go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go...

The leftover rotten meat and bones turned into a ball in the pot, and the sticky skin like jelly was lifted from time to time, emitting a disgusting aroma.

These foods are just some leftovers from the previous night, and they have not yet reached the point of spoilage. Johnny deliberately picked out all the meat. After cooking in a large pot for more than ten minutes, these leftovers are already another delicious meal.

These meaty pappags will mostly be served to members of the Papa Nader gang, with the rest to be sold along with the vegetable pappags.

"Well...it feels pretty good."

Johnny's cooking skills are not bad. After adding seasoning powder ground from several plants to the pot, the strange smell of this pot of broth has been suppressed to a minimum.

He hummed a ditty, picked up the cauldron in a good mood, extinguished the flame, covered the cauldron, and put it aside to smolder. Then when he took off his apron, he found another half-sized man pushed open the door, He hurriedly shouted to him: "Brother Johnny, Brother Johnny, hurry up and get Papa Nade's money jar."

"Which money jar?" Johnny asked subconsciously. In order to deal with those vampire soldiers who would kill the people in the slums, Father Nader prepared several jars, and the purpose was to pretend to be pitiful to those guys.

But he remembered that soldiers had come to collect the "tax" some time ago, so why did someone come again in such a short period of time?
"Jar No. [-]! The ones who came this time are different from the ones we came before," the half-grown boy said quietly to Johnny, "I suspect those guys have overstepped the limit!"

"Bastard!" Upon hearing this, Johnny was in a bad mood.

Although they are called gangs, they have nothing to do with the underworld at all. They are just a group of ordinary people who help cook Papag.It's nothing more than being exploited by soldiers in one's own jurisdiction for a long time, but now there are soldiers from other regions who have crossed the border. Does this make people alive?
"Damn it, I knew it. Those soldiers still told us that they have their own jurisdiction and no one will collect taxes randomly. These are all bullshit!"

He opened his mouth and yelled, "They're all a bunch of liars, vampires!"

But despite the curse, he walked to the side of the room, pulled out a brick, and put his hand in it.

When his hand came out of the hole, there was already a No. [-] jar, and then he picked up the jar cursingly and walked towards Father Nader's house.

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"My lord, this is our last money. Someone already came to collect taxes. We don't have much money left."

The soldier looked at the elderly man and couldn't help but fly into a rage.

"What about sending the beggar?"

Just such a copper plate in a can is not 01:30 points away from what the other party wants.

"My lord, we really have no money!" Papa Nader was complaining there: "Someone came to collect taxes before and took away most of our money, and now we only have this floating wealth in our hands." I received the coins in two days, and nothing else..."

Papa Nader acted very realistically, and even shed two tears.Although the two soldiers were very reconciled, they finally found out in dismay that it seemed that there was indeed nothing to fry.

If these two guys don't have their own financial problems, then they should go home and find their own mothers.But the greed of not getting enough money and the smoothness of Papa Nader made the two soldiers behave differently than usual.

"You poor bastard!"

The younger soldier pushed old Nader staggeringly. Johnny took a step forward, but was pulled behind by the half-grown man.

"Sir, please forgive me, please forgive me, we really don't have any more money."

"If you don't have money, you can use other things to repay the debt!"

After creating a little debt out of nothing for Nader, the elderly soldier grabbed some sundries in the room.

"Bitter wine, ha, half a pack of cigarettes, old Nader, you have quite a lot."

Although the two soldiers searched like this, they didn't expect to find anything valuable. Their appearance was just venting for not getting enough money, and this venting was dumped on Nader. on the head.

The furnishings in the room were pulled apart by them one by one, such as cabinets, table drawers, and pantry. Nader only dared to laugh along with him, even if the two robbers were picking and choosing in his home, he didn't dare to say anything.

However, misfortune struck at this time.

Whoa!

When the younger soldier opened the drawer, he saw no food, totems, or anything of value.

He saw a gun.

A shotgun, with a roll of bullets beside it.

!!!

!!!

!!!

The hairs all over his body stood up immediately, and he broke out in a cold sweat from fright.

"Immediately raise your hand and lie down!" He subconsciously pulled out the gun from his waist and pointed it at Nader.

"No, wait, wait, my lord, what's going on? My lord."

Papa Nader also immediately discovered what the soldier saw, so his expression changed accordingly.It was a gun, a gun given to him by the boy with soil at the crossroads, and he dared not refuse it.But he clearly remembered that he had already hidden the gun in the lower floor of the house, how could it suddenly appear in the drawer, and it happened to be discovered by the other party.

"I can solve..."

Bang!
The young soldier drew out his gun decisively and shot, blowing old Nader's head off with one shot.

The other party's words were interrupted by gunshots, and the body fell straight on the ground. Half a second later, blood gushed out like a fountain.

thump!
Pfft!
Seeing Papa Nader collapsed, Johnny felt his heart pounding, and his anger overwhelmed his reason almost instantly.

"No!"

The half-child rushed up like crazy, and bit the opponent's hand wall with one bite.

"No!"

Johnny threw the opponent down in an instant, and the strength and ability he displayed in the process obviously far surpassed the opponent.

Bang bang bang!
Hitting the opponent's face three times in a row, the soldier was stunned.

"Untouchable, how dare you? We are nobles, you are going to attack the nobles..."

As for the nobles, they are just ordinary soldiers who haven't even got the title of knight, so don't put gold on your face.

"Damn it, let me go, let me go!" The older man gave the half-sized boy a hard punch, but the other party still bit him tightly, and refused to let go at all.

"Let go of me, let go of me!"

Johnny noticed his companion's situation, and was a little distracted for a while, and was overturned to the ground by the slightly younger soldier who had just been knocked down by him.

"Damn pariah, I want you to know what a wrong decision this is..."

He was pushed and staggered, and fell on the side of the cabinet.

"You are dead, and everyone in your gang is dead!"

The soldier cursed, cursed, and raised his gun at him.

In the blink of an eye, Johnny subconsciously took out a firearm from the drawer, pointed the muzzle of the shotgun at the soldier holding only one pistol.

"Wait, talk about it."

Facing the black muzzle of the gun, the soldier wanted to say something, but it was too late. As the trigger was pulled, a loud noise came from the barrel of the shotgun.

Then the soldiers don't know anything.

"Damn!"

The violent sound of shotgun firing attracted another soldier's attention, causing him to stare wide-eyed: "Rebels, you are really rebels!"

At this moment, his heart was full of regret, but it was of no use at all.

Bang!
(End of this chapter)