One Piece: Turning Fruit

Chapter 263 Life is like a play
Looking at the pile of gunpowder kegs that could blow up the entire square into the sky, Alan fell silent.

He took down the cigarette butt in his mouth and threw it on the ground, carefully stomping it out for fear of leaving a little spark.

If it is ignited, every person in the field counts as one, and they must be buried alive if they are not killed by the explosion.

"Have you found anyone?" Sauron, who was on his shoulder, didn't notice anything wrong with Allen, and asked while watching Allen's movements.

"That's right," Allen said perfunctorily, with carelessness written all over his face.

"?" Sauron frowned and realized that the matter was not simple, "What happened?".

"It's not, it's nothing, don't make a noise, I'll look around again." After speaking, Allen closed his eyes again.

It doesn't make sense to tell Zoro about this matter.

He will not have any good solution, and it is useless to say it.

Worrying again for no reason.

"You scar-faced bastard", Alan definitely has something to hide from him, and Sauron can detect it no matter how dull he is.

But he didn't pay much attention to it. Since Alan didn't take the initiative to explain to him, it means that Alan is either already sure, or there are some problems.

Allen didn't have a perfect solution either.

In both cases Sauron Sauron can't intervene.

Although I was a little upset about Alan's concealment from him, he didn't ask anything.

Watching the surrounding situation vigilantly, waiting for the moment when Allen finds someone.

And there, Allen was perfunctory to Sauron.

With his eyes closed, he searched for the traces of Nami and the others in his head with a domineering sense of knowledge, and at the same time allocated a small part of his mind to thinking about how to solve this matter.

"I don't know if Vivi knows about this," Allen thought to himself.

The matter of explosives hidden here in the square can be resolved if it is easy to solve, and it is not easy to solve if it is not resolved.

It is easy to solve because the position of the enemy is now known.

Kill the gunner, without the trigger to fire, even the most powerful weapon becomes a mallet.

It's hard to say because Allen doesn't know if the sand crocodile has a backhand.

After solving the trigger, I thought my side was safe, but I didn't expect that there was a spare ignition device.

When the time comes, one counts as one, and they all have to sing the Flying Divine Comedy.

You might as well consider it carefully, this matter is not afraid of [-] in case.

Think a little more at this time, and there will be one less crisis at that time.

As a digression, the current situation can be regarded as embarrassing for Allen.

You need to find Nami to meet her, you need to find Wei Wei to help her, and you need to find the trigger hidden in the square.

Which is more important.

If it weren't for that ability, Alan would have wanted to cut himself into three sections.

That's all for the gossip.

"If I were a sand crocodile, where would I be hiding someone?" Allen closed his eyes tightly, covering the entire square with his experienced domineering, and searched carefully.

It's like a person who is drinking pearl milk tea is patiently looking for the few pearls that belong to him in the cup.

This time the ratio of mind and heart has changed again.

Allen put most of his attention on the corners of the court.

As long as you find someone who is hiding, sneaking around, not fighting, or quitting, label him as a trigger.

Just wait until you find someone else to solve it in one pot.

After saving time and finding other people, he was waiting for Alan to find them now.

wasting time.

But when Allen searched carefully.

With his knowledge, he saw the towering fence in the distance, the sand crocodile was holding Wei Wei's neck in his hands, and put her outside the fence, saying something with a sarcasm on his face.

The next convenience is the ground with a drop of more than 50 meters.

"Is this going to be?!" Allen quickly opened his eyes.

A loose shoulder put Sauron on the ground.

"?, what's the matter?" Sauron was still wondering about Alan's actions.

Then I saw Allen pointing his finger in the direction of slanting up the wall, then lowered his head and pulled the corner of his clothes in a hurry, "How is your injury, can you throw me there?".

Sauron looked in the direction of Allen's finger, and naturally understood that now was not the time to joke.

He lowered his head and thought about the distance between the two parties, then shook his head, "It needs to be closer!".

"Okay! Let's go," Allen said decisively, and then pulled Sauron back on his shoulder with a clever effort, and then ran in the direction of Weiwei and ran wildly.

There is no way, Allen's physical fitness is here. Although the durability is strong, the explosive power is not enough.

Just ran over like that, and Weiwei would probably be cold by the time Allen got there.

No, if she really ran over, Wei Wei might still have a breath of air when Allen arrived.

almost.
And now that Sauron is by his side, it can give him an acceleration and save a little time.

As for why Alan didn't let Sauron come down and run by himself.
The "slow" speed when he was rushing here just now almost cost Sauron half his life.

Let him follow Allen to Weiwei now, because he really doesn't intend to let Sauron live.

The distance between Alan and Weiwei quickly narrowed.

In the blink of an eye, he reached the middle of the square.

Don't say anything to save energy when you are in such a critical situation.

Alan was originally weak, and he was carrying Sauron on his shoulders, so he didn't save his energy at this moment.

Run until the tongue sticks out.

But now is not the time to care about decency.

Amidst the arrogance of knowledge, seeing the sand crocodile shut its mouth, Alan secretly thought something was wrong.

Taking the time to ask Sauron on his shoulder, "Is this distance enough now?"

"It's okay if you're not injured." Sauron was silent.

This means that the distance is not enough.

"Okay!" After receiving such a reply, Allen also became ruthless, retracted his tongue and clenched his teeth, held his breath and left a breath across his chest to avoid slackening his strength.

Force yourself to increase some explosive power.

Really. Anaerobic exercise.

At this time, Allen's footsteps accelerated a little bit. If he hadn't resisted a person on his shoulders, he might have been able to fly.

Although such a desperate running speed has been increased, it is difficult for Allen's body to accept such a sudden situation.

The heart was beating wildly, the kind that made people worry that it would explode in the next second.

He had obviously stopped breathing, but there was a strange feeling in his lungs, and he wanted to hold his chest unnaturally.

It seemed as if someone had forced an iron rod full of barbs into the trachea, and then pulled it out fiercely.

That hot feeling made Allen a little unbearable.

But fortunately, no matter how far away the journey is, there is always an end.

With Sauron's voice on his shoulder, "It's all right."

Allen stopped on his feet, and finally rushed out of the breath held in his chest.

(End of this chapter)