One Piece: Turning Fruit

Chapter 331 Follow-up
Blood stained the entire wall of the tavern.

It flowed on the floor and covered it with a thick layer of viscous blood blanket.

And thanks to Allen's precise control of the blade in his hand, the room is generally clean at this moment except for the severed limbs of unknown persons.

There was no scene of disembowelling and blood flying.

Among the bloody carpet on the floor, those who hadn't died covered their dwindling hemoglobin and howled weakly.

Allen stood in the center of the tavern covered in blood, and the splashed blood stained his face.

It made his already ugly face even more vicious and inhuman at this moment.

"Bellamy," heaved a sigh of relief, and Allen looked at Huang Mao, who was still very energetic.

He flicked the hemoglobin on the long knife, stepped lightly on the sticky blood blanket, and walked towards Bellamy who was drowning in pain.

The leather shoes made a rattling sound as they stepped on the bloody blanket.

At this time, the room was actually not quiet, there was the wailing of everyone who fell to the ground, the ticking of the clock on the wall, and the curious discussions of people outside the tavern.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for Alan's footsteps to be heard in this noisy environment.

There is also a buffer of hemoglobin.

Even more nuanced.

But there is no way, whoever makes Alan the only one left in the entire room who can walk around.

Listening to the approaching patter, Bellamy held his broken shoulder and looked at Allen with murderous hatred in his eyes.

"You bastard! Crazy! I'm going to kill you! I'll definitely kill you!!!", Bellamy struggled to stand up from the ground with her remaining left hand.

But just after propping up his upper body a little, Allen had already walked to his side.

Looking at the familiar ugly struggling Bellamy below, Alan grinned a deeply malicious smile.

Then he raised his foot and kicked Bellamy's broken shoulder wound.

"Ah!!", the leather shoes with pointed toes kicked directly on Bellamy's pale bones exposed to the air.

The pain that went straight to the bone marrow made Bellamy scream involuntarily.

"Hehe. Heh. Who allowed you to stand up. Garbage." Alan's hoarse and scary voice resounded beside Bellamy.

He is just a fierce ordinary person, and his tolerance for pain is obviously not as good as Allen's.

One arm was directly broken by Allen just now, and Bellamy was so painful that he couldn't stand up.

At this moment, the kick that went straight to the bone marrow almost made Bellamy faint.

It is commendable that he can still maintain the most basic perception of the outside world.

But although he was awake, he was awake, but judging from his dilated pupils, Bellamy was probably a little blurry at this moment.

There is no way, this is the protection of the brain for the body.

It is difficult for normal people to restrain themselves.

"Ha, it's really fragile." Glancing at Bellamy below, Allen withdrew the long knife that was slightly stained with blood.

Then, like a pride of lions hunting buffalo, they strode back and forth beside Bellamy.

"You know, I didn't plan to make a move at first. I have experienced too many things today, and I am still a little tired, so I want to go back early and have a rest."

"After living for so long, I have experienced a lot of things, and I have done all kinds of things that make me feel disgusted and hated. I will inevitably want to keep my hands clean."

"In addition, my captain is still an optimist, and he inevitably didn't want to make the scene too bloody when he started."

"But today." There were quite a few people in the tavern, and the exhaustion that had been suppressed just now to avoid affecting the battle surged up at this moment.

It made Allen's breath a little short.

Picking up a blood-stained cup casually from the ground, Allen found some remaining wine from the fragments of the wine bottle and poured it into the cup.

It was mixed with hemoglobin and swallowed by Allen.

Some thirsty.

"Huh~~Whose blood? It's so damn bad~" He picked up the bowl to eat, put down the bowl and scolded his mother, finally found a full glass, and came across some remaining wine.

I didn't see what Alan said when I drank it, but I started cursing after drinking it, this man.
"Huh", Allen spit out the residual alcohol.

My eyes fell on Bellamy again, "But today you guys really opened my eyes, under my restraint."

"Provoked me again and again, and challenged the bottom line that I didn't have"

While talking, Alan walked to Bellamy's side again.

Seeing the yellow hair below is still struggling to get up.

He stepped on his head with his foot.

Use force on your feet and step down, "Have I allowed you to get up?".

Stamped Bellamy on the ground again.

"So you did such a thing just to express your breath for your captain," Bellamy, who was trampled on the ground by Allen's foot, looked at the wailing scene everywhere in his sight, and asked in a hoarse voice.

The blood blanket on the ground slowly flowed into his mouth as he opened and closed his mouth.

Hearing this, the corners of Allen's mouth above him grinned even wider.

"Hehe, this question," Allen didn't answer immediately, but instead changed the subject and turned his attention to the only person in the field who was still standing besides Allen.

The pink-haired woman under Bellamy's.

"Hey, Bellamy, how about asking you a question?" Alan squatted in front of Bellamy when he stopped walking.

He stretched out his hand to grab his yellow hair, and pulled it hard, forcing his eyes to look at the pink-haired woman over there.

Drops of blood dripped down his cheeks and merged into the blood blanket. Bellamy didn't know what Allen was going to do, and he was powerless to resist.

"Do you think that woman is important to you?" Allen asked playfully, not without malice.

"What are you going to do?! It's none of her business!!" Bellamy seemed to have understood Alan's meaning, and her expression suddenly became fierce.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's really ugly, the wailing of a defeated dog." At the moment when the vicious dog was cut off by someone, it could only show its teeth meaninglessly, and could not deter Allen.

"But that's fine. Judging by your appearance, you should have some affection for that woman." Looking at Bellamy's expression, Allen got the answer he wanted.

Let go of his hand and let him fall into the blood blanket.

Allen got up and walked towards the pink-haired woman, and took out the long knife at his waist while walking.

"Hello, ma'am, you may have to pay some price for your captain's behavior." Allen said.

(End of this chapter)