The Pirate's Strongest Drawing Emperor System

Chapter 218

Long Fei lay motionless on the ground. He already felt that he might not be able to support Shanks and the others. He laughed loudly, as if death is also a very happy thing.

"Shanks is the greatest pirate in the world. Even if he defends his dignity with his life, it is a great honor. You monkeys, prepare to die, because no one can insult him!"

Long Fei shouted these words hysterically, with a smile on his face, even though it was covered with blood, he looked so calm.

After hearing this, all the thieves couldn't help shaking their bodies, as if what Long Fei said was like a truth...

The bandit leader was even more furious: "Ergou, what are you doing, kill this kid quickly!"

After Ergou heard this, he said faintly: "Let's replace the last punch with a kick. It's not easy for him to punch when lying on the ground~"

Saying that, Er Gou stepped on Long Fei's head, crushed it hard, and then stomped his feet twice. When he found that Long Fei was out of breath, he raised his foot calmly and returned to the bandit leader. side.

At this time, a thunderstorm started outside...the rumbling sound kept going...

Maybe this is this world, maybe this is the rule of this world, the strong prey on the weak!The weak are like dogs, and the strong are like gods. Even a child cannot make exceptions in this cruel world...

"Maybe this is not the worst ending, at least my sister is not alone..."

This is what Long Fei was thinking at the moment of death...

Long Fei's body was lying on the ground cold, Luffy was crying, and the bandits were laughing, a picture without any sense of disobedience, but it seemed so bleak.

At this time, a painting floated from nowhere and landed on Long Fei's body.

It was a sketch of a man holding a woman's hand, sitting on a park bench...

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"Brother, wait for me!" Four-year-old Zhou Qianqian said anxiously as she chased five-year-old Zhou Longfei.

"Stupid, come and chase me!" Long Fei shouted while running.

"You two run slower."

Zhou's father and Zhou mother held hands, with happy smiles on their faces.

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"Brother, look at my first work, isn't it beautiful?" 12-year-old Zhou Qianqian couldn't wait to show off her work to Long Fei as soon as she got home.

Long Fei smiled and patted Zhou Qianqian's head and said: "It seems that my Qianqian is a young painter, tsk tsk tsk, who else can compare with this painting skill?"

Zhou Qianqian's face blushed immediately after hearing this, and she said, "You're just bragging, I just learned..."

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"Brother, brother, look what this is?" 15-year-old Zhou Qianqian trotted to Long Fei's side, and hurriedly took out an envelope from her pocket.

Long Fei looked at it fixedly, and said in shock: "Youth Painting Exchange Contest?! National level!? You succeeded!"

As they spoke, the two hugged each other and jumped up excitedly.

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"Brother, brother..."

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The 16-year-old Long Fei sat blankly at the door of his house, glanced at his watch, then looked at the steps in the distance, thinking to himself, what time is it, why hasn't this girl Qianqian come here, she must come back Give her a good meal.

Then Long Fei rested his chin on both hands, and continued to look at the steps in the distance.

At this time, Mother Zhou came over, stroked Long Fei's hair lightly, and said, "Fei'er, don't scare Mom, okay, you go in and have a bite of food, you look like this, Qianqian It will be very sad to see it in the sky..."

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16-year-old Zhou Longfei was sitting blankly in a small dark room with a light, but it was not turned on. Perhaps the dark environment would make Longfei feel very comfortable.

Long Fei picked up the little bear on the bed, which she bought by stealing money when she was 5 years old. At that time, she said that the little bear looked like her silly brother...

He picked up the paintbrush next to him again. This was a birthday present he gave to Qianqian when she first learned to paint...

Long Fei stood up stiffly, and walked to a small cabinet, which was full of drawing paper, some of which were finished and some were not.

Looking at the drawing paper, Long Fei couldn't calm down for a long time, maybe all the misfortunes came from it!
"It's all because of you, it's all because of you, it's all because of you, it's all because of you, it's all because of you..."

Long Fei muttered dazedly, picked up the drawing paper and tore it up, his body stiffened like a machine...

Long Fei fell into that period of memories that he didn't want to recall.

A slender figure passed through a busy street. In the flower shop beside the street, chrysanthemums were in full bloom... At the same time as the car brake sounded, the brushes were scattered all over the ground and rolled everywhere.

"Contestant No. 25 does not enter the arena within 10 minutes, it is regarded as abstention, and contestant No. 25 does not enter the arena within 10 minutes, it is regarded as abstention..."

Accompanied by the notification sound of the painting contest, the brushes and flowers came to an end together...

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I heard that after death, there will be a process of reminiscing about life, commonly known as walking on horses and watching lights, but I didn't expect that I would also appear, and the memories are all about the long-lost memory of Qianqian!
Looking at the pictures in his mind, Long Fei couldn't help feeling the urge to cry. He thought he could forget all of them by forcing himself not to think about them, but he didn't expect that it was just pasting a layer of plastic wrap. It lasts longer and stays put!
Die, die, exchange my death for Shanks' arm, it's worth it!

This is also very good, I can go there as soon as possible to accompany Qianqian, so that she will no longer be lonely in that place, no longer alone.

Thinking of this, Long Fei's previously chaotic heart calmed down, quietly waiting for the moment when his will dissipated until he died.

"Congratulations on the death of the host, and awaken the system at the same time."

This cold reminder sounded in Long Fei's mind again, and Long Fei couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it, and there is such an operation, congratulations on the death of others...

A piece of gray parchment unfolded in Long Fei's consciousness.

painting system

Name: Long Fei

Level: 1

Dao Strength: 8
Power: 5
Speed: 5
HP: 100
MP: 0
EXP: 20/100
Skills: none

This is the content on the parchment. It is not difficult to understand at first glance. It is like a game system that embodies its own attributes. But why does this happen?And it's the "painting" I hate the most!
At this moment, Long Fei is in a mysterious state, not in the body, nor in the state of the soul, but like a state of will. This place only has his own thoughts and the parchment, and everything else is Nothingness.

At the moment when Long Fei was about to die, he suddenly awakened the 'painting' system, which pulled Long Fei into a special space and saved his life...

Long Fei faintly sensed something, maybe he is not dead yet!
(End of this chapter)