One Piece: Fists of the Quartet

Chapter 43 Existence

"Brother, why does this forest feel a bit weird, and, when that old man comes over, are you sure he will come in?"

In front of the forest is a wide grassland, and there are more than a dozen young and strong men standing on the grassland.

"Don't you understand? The old man knew it a long time ago. Although he is dying of old age, with his pride, it is impossible to back down, and"

Speaking of this, murderous intent flashed across the eyes of the scar-faced man, and he sneered and said the second half of the sentence.

"Today, if he wants to get in, he has to get in if he doesn't!"

Although the others were worried, they still nodded in agreement. Now that things have happened, they have no way out.

For the past few days, the spirit of murder on the ship has been covering all the pirates on the ship. Those little guys have noticed it. Now that they see the dock, they dare not even get off the ship. They only wait for the winner to appear and continue to serve.

The dead old man had lived decades longer than them, there was no reason why he couldn't be aware of it, and everyone knew that today's island was the place where the decisive battle would take place.

Whether it is life or death depends on the present!
Suddenly, the handsome young man standing next to the scar-faced man spoke.

"Brother, now that things have come to an end, you should show the things to your brothers. It's not that you don't believe me, it's just that the brothers want to see."

The scar-faced man glanced at the handsome young man next to him, looked at the people around him, and saw that there was a little worry on their faces, he suddenly understood, smiled and took out a folded handkerchief from his pocket, and slowly put it on The handkerchief was opened.

"Well, this was the last time I was in the market town. I paid a lot of money to buy it from Colonel Hager!"

The eyes of a dozen young and strong men outside the forest burst into light, and they all poked their heads towards it.

And the man with the scarred face proudly held the handkerchief and circled around himself, so that the men around him could see clearly.

After a while, he put the handkerchief back into his pocket and patted the pocket containing the handkerchief. The scar-faced man showed a subtle smile.

"You've seen it all, our siege this time will never fail, as long as you give me a chance, I can do it"

The worries on the faces of the others also disappeared without a trace, and they nodded with smiles.

The scar-faced man turned his head again, looking at the boy who had just asked the question.

"By the way, fourth brother, did you explain clearly what I told you to tell fifth brother?"

The handsome young man nodded while holding a broadsword similar in shape to his own.

"Don't worry, brother, I've said everything I need to say."

The scar-faced man patted the handsome young man on the shoulder in satisfaction, and scanned the surrounding people.

"Everyone, that old man never thought that I would buy this thing, so after this time, we can fly freely in the sea. At that time, we can grab as many women as we want. You can eat as much as you want! Say what you want!!"

"it is good!!"

All the men raised their swords and raised their arms and shouted!
The scar-faced man suddenly thought of something, glanced around the crowd, looked around again, and said with some doubts.

"Where's Seventh?"

"I don't know, I didn't see it."

"He doesn't seem to have gotten off the boat???"

All the men looked at me, I looked at you, looked at each other, and all spread their hands to express that they didn't see it.

"Big Brother, Big Brother, I'm here!"

Behind a man, a decent-looking man was struggling to dance, which attracted everyone's attention.

"Damn, Seventh, you're still as non-existent as ever!"

The scar-faced man couldn't help complaining.

It's not known how long Lao Qi has been on the boat. He got on the boat before the scar-faced man. He didn't know what kind of disease he had.

This kind of non-existence is not the kind of low-key and silent invisible person, but standing in front of you, unless he himself speaks, otherwise you will ignore his magical ability.

If it weren't for that Hailoushi was useless to Lao Qi, the scar-faced man always thought that Lao Qi ate a devil fruit.And Lao Qi's strength is too weak, otherwise, this magical ability would have been entrusted by everyone to assassinate Hank.

Looking at Lao Qi who looked like a child in front of him, an imperceptible tenderness flashed in the scar-faced man's eyes.

In those dark days when he first boarded the ship, the desperate thought of dying had flashed countless times.It was Lao Qi who came to comfort him every night, giving him the motivation to live.

Now, the dark days that have always been in the past will pass. The scar-faced man has been telling his brothers that after killing that old thing, everyone will go to sea to enjoy happiness and have fun together, but his own thoughts are not like this.

Lao Qi was on the boat, because of his appearance and size, he was bullied at the beginning. It was not until he somehow awakened this ability that he got better. Moreover, the scar-faced man himself was fed up with drifting on the sea like this life.

So, he thought, after he killed the old man who brought them a shadow, he would take Lao Qi and find a place to live a good life, even farming.
"Old Qi, you don't need to waste such a good ability. You can help us explore any dangerous places in the forest. Pay attention, and withdraw when you encounter danger, you understand?"

"Good bro!"
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"Captain Hank, we have found a deserted island. Brother and they found edible prey on it. Now there is not much food on board. In case there is not enough food before reaching the next island, please ask Captain Hank to move to the next island." island."

At the door of the captain's cabin, a bearded man in plain clothes stared at Hank who was still curled up in a chair in the room, and said with a serious face.

Hank curled up on the chair, hearing the undisguised disgust in the tone of the old fifth who used to be respectful to him, he couldn't help laughing at himself.

Really. This group of cats and dogs really don't care about people.
"Cough cough."

Coughing twice, Hank slowly pulled the blanket aside, carefully folded it, and turned to look at the fifth child who was still standing at the door.

He suddenly grinned, the corners of his mouth curled up the widest, the yellow teeth in his mouth gleamed, and the wrinkles on his face were all crowded together, giving him the appearance of an evil ghost.

"Let's go."

The fifth child glanced back at Captain Hank, who was hunched over, with undisguised disdain in his eyes, turned around and led the way.

It didn't take long for Hank and Lao Wu to arrive at the place where the boat docked.

Glancing at the ladder that had been connected to the shore in front of him, and looking back at the fifth child who was following behind him, Hank started laughing again.

"Old Five, won't you go down with me?"

There was a long sword hanging around the fifth old man's waist. He was holding on to the hilt of the sword at this time, and he was staring at Hank in front of him.

"No, captain, I still have to instruct my brothers to stop the boat, you go and do it first, don't let the brothers on the shore wait too long!"

With his hands behind his back, Hank stepped down the stairs step by step. With his swaying thin body, one could not help but suspect that a gust of wind could blow him away.

Halfway through, Hank's disdainful tone suddenly came from the wind.

"coward"

crunch--
Lao Wu's right hand, which was holding the hilt of the sword, suddenly exerted force, the back of his hand was covered with veins, and the hilt of the sword was squeezed so hard that it made a creaking sound.

Staring at Hank who was still slowly walking down the ladder, the fifth child comforted himself over and over in his heart.

He's already a dead man! He's already a dead man! There's no need to argue with him.

After such a cycle, the killing intent in his heart was suppressed.

After a long time, seeing that Hank had gone far away, he snorted coldly.

"Hmph, brothers, set sail, 300 meters from the shore!"

(End of this chapter)