One Piece: Turning Fruit

Chapter 136 The Sin Bearer
Looking at the calm sea in front of me, listening to the noisy hustle and bustle of the crew behind me.

Lunla slowly took out a weird thing from her arms, put it near her mouth and played it slowly.

The vast and lonely voice sounded, as if it wanted to bring people into the deep ocean.

It's dark, dangerous, and surrounded by countless enemies, but there is a belief in the player's heart, and finally the dazzling light suddenly appears.

A magnificent and peculiar building came into view.

Slowly opened his eyes, Allen looked at the sea in the distance and asked softly, "It's very nice, what's the name of this song".

"I don't know, I created this piece of music myself, and I seldom play it." Lunla smiled apologetically.

"Then you are very talented, the music is very nice," Allen praised.

"No, I'm just expressing my feelings." After waving his hand, Lunla was a little embarrassed.

"Inspired?"

Looking at Alan's puzzled eyes, Lunla explained, "My parents are both slaves, and I was born by slaves. I should also be the property of the Tianlong people, but because of the murloc hero, I escaped, and finally He was rescued by the captain and remained on board."

"Because I'm a murloc, but I've never seen a murloc since I was a child. I heard that it's dangerous to go there, so I made this song myself. The first half confirms the danger of going to murloc. In the second half, I saw the Fishman Island." As he spoke, Lunla smiled shyly.

"It's great that you like it".

".", Allen didn't answer, although Lunla spoke very calmly, as if everything had passed.

But it is always impossible for Allen to directly discuss his life experience.

"Yo, you are a slave, I wouldn't be friends with you if I knew it earlier~".

No matter how you listen to this kind of words, you are not worthy of beating.

Just patted Lunla's shoulder silently, and Allen was comforted.

Seeing Alan's hand on his shoulder, Lunla grinned, and instead comforted Alan, "It's okay, don't worry, I've almost forgotten about my previous life."

"You guy", shaking his head, Alan didn't say anything else.

Instead, he asked another topic, "By the way, as the sniper on the ship, haven't you done any crisis yet?"

Ask casually as if chatting, although they were chatting
"A matter of crisis?" Lunla looked at Alan suspiciously, not knowing why she asked.

"Because I have heard of a person who is also a sniper on a ship. Although he usually looks indifferent, he always saves the lives of their partners at the most critical moment. He is called a godlike man," Allen explained.

"So I want to ask you and hear about your deeds. I can brag about it when I meet other people in the future." Allen said jokingly with a smile on his face, but he has already paid attention to it in his heart.

"Bragging or something", Lunla smiled shyly, "There are still incidents to save the crisis."

Speaking of which, Lunla paused for a moment, and after looking around the environment, he lowered his head and said quietly, "I once saved our captain's life."

"When!" Allen became nervous.

"It's been a long time, you haven't boarded the ship at that time, our captain was held hostage by a rookie pirate, I shot that guy and saved our captain's life, how about it, right? Very powerful," Lunla proudly showed off in a low voice without noticing anything.

"That's really amazing." Allen forced a smile and replied perfunctorily.

But there was already a storm in his heart, "It really is him! How could it be him!".

Although as early as when Lunla said that he was the sharpshooter of this ship, Allen had faintly noticed something in his heart.

But today's answer sets the answer to this question.

"Okay, I'm going to exercise first, you can take it here." After scribbling, Allen tried his best to maintain the expression on his face, wiped his head and walked towards the stern.

Seeing her friend leave, Lunla didn't notice anything. Instead, she smiled and said, "Okay, you go to exercise first. If you have time, I will take you to the sea to see it. It's very beautiful." .

Allen didn't reply, and walked quietly to the stern.

Standing at the position where he used to exercise, he drew out the long knife, and instead of doing warm-up exercises, he directly slashed violently at the air.

It seems to integrate all emotions into this long knife.

"How could it be him! How could it be him!" Alan waved his knife seemingly intently, but he kept repeating this sentence over and over again in his heart.

Allen never put his hatred on everyone in the Black Rhino Pirates.

His goal is only the captain. If conditions permit, Allen does not suggest adding a consul.

but now
Alan's heart was tangled with some emotions that were unclear and chaotic.

Time passed slowly, and when the moonlight enveloped Allen, Allen stopped the long knife in his hand.

Silently returned to the cabin and fell asleep.

He didn't figure it out, he was just a little tired.

The moonlight was like a hook, and it was spread on the deck like snow. In the cabin, Allen was lying on the hammock, closing his eyes struggling.

Apparently he remembered something again.

In the dream, he saw Joya and Alva again, struggling and howling, hugging Alan tightly.

The empty eyes stared at him, and the mouth kept shouting intermittently, we are a family, betrayed two people, took revenge, and forgot them.

"No! I haven't forgotten! Huh! Huh!" Standing up suddenly, Allen clenched his hands tightly, panting violently.

The sunlight reflected in through the narrow window of the ship, shining on Alan's ugly and pale face.

There was loud singing outside, and Alan was the only one left in the cabin, and the other crew members had obviously gotten up long ago.

Sweat fell drop by drop, wet Alan's skirt.

Allen was still immersed in last night's dream.

Sitting quietly on the bed for a long time, Allen finally regained his mind.

Covering his face with exhaustion and pain, Allen murmured softly, "I haven't forgotten, I will take revenge."

Pulling out the cigarette case from his body, Allen lit one and took a deep breath.

The smoke slowly floated up, bringing Allen a moment of respite.

But how long can a cigarette burn.

As the temperature at the cigarette butt disappeared, Allen rubbed his cheeks for the last time.

Putting away all emotions, turned over and got out of bed.

Step out the door and start another day.

(End of this chapter)