One Piece: Fists of the Quartet

Chapter 155 Fragments of life on board

One punch.

Two laps.

Dio couldn't count how many punches he had thrown, and he didn't know how many punches he had taken.

His bruised eyes were narrowed, and he looked at Zhang Youli in front of him vaguely.

There was silence on the boat, except for the occasional sound of seagulls passing by, no one dared to breathe.

The fat mother went back to rest. She kept repeating that she was not in good health and needed to take a nap to make up for it. She dexterously jumped over the rope and slipped directly onto the Sword.

Fighting has become turn-based.

Fat Dio threw a punch, and he got punched.

Several people swallowed in silence, Robin hesitated whether to go forward to persuade.

Cousy grabbed Robin's sleeve and made a shush gesture, motioning her to look at Zhang Youli's expression.

Zhang Youli grinned his mouth wide, his expression was very excited. Obviously, this kind of primitive fighting and the feeling of punching to the flesh made him very happy.

"It'll be all right."

Obato nodded calmly, but his eyes were full of fire.

It seemed that Zhang Youli was not the only one who got excited.

Femio tapped the seam of his trouser legs restlessly, a little impatient.

Dao Si quietly pulled out the sword and wiped it. She wasn't excited, but she couldn't hold back the killing intent in her heart as she watched Zhang Youli being beaten continuously.

Kuina stroked the hilt of the sword with trembling hands, obviously feeling very restless in her heart.

It's true that they didn't learn much, but none of them wanted to just leave.

There is always a kind of wildness driving them to sit down and watch this scene well...

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"Ah... so cool."

Zhang Youli submerged his body in the huge tub and moaned.

"I didn't expect that the things that Fat Mom brought would really come in handy."

Zhang Youli shifted his gaze to the bathtub with a lazy expression.

A huge bathtub occupies this small bathroom. It is said that this thing was used by Fat Dior when he was ten years old.

It's unbelievable, can you have such a body at the age of ten?

Both parents are normal people, what is this, a genetic mutation?
Buckle.

"Boss, have you washed yet?"

"I've only just started soaking..."

Zhang Youli's lazy voice was heard outside the door, it sounded so lack of energy.

With a curled lip, Femio walked to the next room, opened the door, and there lay Fat Dio with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

"You have to wait a while."

Fat Dio yawned, not daring to rub his swollen eyes, but just nodded.

"Well, if I fall asleep later, don't ask me to get up and take a shower."

Femio rolled his eyes, it seems that even Fat Dior would get angry when he got up.

"But, is it really not painful to you?"

Femio curiously leaned over to Fat Dio, staring at the redness and swelling on his face.

"It will hurt a lot just after the meeting, but it will be fine after a while."

Fat Dio smiled foolishly.

"It's amazing endurance..."

Femio couldn't help showing envious eyes, if it were him, he might still be rolling in pain.

No, if I were myself, I might have lost it when I fought with the boss.

It's really scary, can these two people actually do that?

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In the cabin of the Sword, a sandbag filled with stones hangs from the cantilever beam.

Cousy waved his fist cautiously, for fear of blowing it up with a single force.

"Itchy hands? Cousy."

Obato came over, took off his coat, and asked, showing his muscular body.

Cousy grinned.

"Aren't you too?"

Come!
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"Hey, is it okay to just sleep on the ground like this?"

"Anyway, he won't catch a cold."

Femio yawned and stared at the floor boredly.

"makes sense."

Robin shrugged and closed the door.

Damn it... If the old man hadn't shouted that I want to watch you here, I would have gone back to sleep a long time ago.

Femio stared viciously at the sleeping Fat Dio, resentful.

You must know that yawning is contagious, and Fei Mio is much sleepier than before.

Especially Fat Dior emits heat all the time, making the room even warmer.

It is this warmth that makes people drowsy! Hey!And this guy still doesn't snore, which is not tens of thousands of times better than Cousy!
I really don't know how the boss can wake up with us every morning... If it were me, I would have to sleep with this guy until noon!

Dio, who was being stared at, suddenly frowned, stretched out his big hand... and scratched his hair.

Grass, I thought I was seen.

Femio scratched his butt that had been sitting for a long time.

crunch--

The wooden door was pushed open, and Zhang Youli walked in wiping his hair.

"Okay, you can go to sleep."

After hearing the order, Femio ran away quickly.

Zhang Youli sat down and looked at Dior's swollen face, feeling a little worried.

Looks like the doctor will be here soon...

Let me see what's missing on board.

A professional chef, a professional navigator, a professional doctor, and a musician.

But musicians are left to their own devices...

Gee.

What's on board now...

A professional captain (that's right, Zhang Youli himself), who can protect the crew, has organizational skills (the crew is still very obedient), and can take care of the crew.

Perfect Captain!

Zhang Youli nodded, quite satisfied with himself.

And a professional archaeologist! (It is estimated that it is also the last archaeologist in the world.)
There is also a lovely pet.

and also……

Zhang Youli looked at Fat Dior who was asleep, Fat Dior didn't respond for a long time, he patted Dior's stomach in relief, Zhang Youli opened his mouth.

Professional helmsman, found!
Oh.

I hope the next island can give me some surprises.

Zhang Youli doesn't want his chef and doctor to be ordinary doctors.

It is best to be a doctor who can fight, resist and breastfeed.

The world is beautiful...

After wiping off the remaining saliva, Zhang Youli stood up, turned off the light, and lay down on the boat.

"Hurry up to the next island..."

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Three or four days passed in a blink of an eye, Zhang Youli and the others finally saw the shadow of the island.

"It's finally here...I need to buy more food this time."

Robin rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a little headache.

Zhang Youli and Fat Dior's food intake was astonishing, and they almost ran out of food stored these days.

Sure enough, I should stock up more, and throw away those useless things brought by the fat mother later.

Robin is ruthless.

"Yoxi! I can already see the shadow of the island! Go over there, brothers!!"

Zhang Youli's eyes were about to glow green, and Fat Dior, who was at the helm, even stuck out his tongue, secreting a big puddle of saliva.

Since he finished eating the vegetables a few days ago, he and Fat Dior have been eating bibimbap almost every day, and they are already tired of eating.

Now that I am on the island, I can finally reward my injured stomach! !
There is a large wave of ships staying at the port, more than half of which are pirate groups.

The pier is very lively, and many small vendors are selling here.

Zhang Youli stopped the boat, but Xiaobai was not interested in these things, so Zhang Youli promised him a small piece of gold in exchange for his disembarkation qualification.

(End of this chapter)