One Piece: Turning Fruit

Chapter 332 Woman
"Tsk tsk tsk, what a standard beauty~", Allen looked up and down the pink-haired woman in front of him with aggressive eyes.

The facts are as Allen said.

People like Bellamy really have good eyesight, or in other words, most of the young women in this world are pretty.

The pink-haired woman in front of Allen has a fierce temperament, with arrogance between her brows, and her skin has turned a healthy dark color from years of wandering at sea.

It's not ugly, but it adds a bit of style.

The lordosis and back warping, the standard S-shaped figure, makes people can't help "appetite".

But in the current situation, looking at the sticky blood blanket on the ground, listening to the wailing of everyone before they died.

Even a strong man couldn't help being frightened.

How could this pink-haired woman be an exception, the fierceness between her brows was all washed away by fear.

The end is a pity for me.

"My lord, let me go, I can do anything, I just ask you to let me go." Looking at Alan, whose windbreaker was stained red with blood, the pink-haired woman knelt down under the bloody blanket.

He said something that made the man impulsive, and begged bitterly.

"Mirissa!", Bellamy over there gasped a bit, but at this moment she recovered a bit of strength, struggled to support her upper body from the blood blanket, and knelt down in the blood.

Seeing the plea of ​​the pink-haired woman named Mirissa, Bellamy closed her eyes in pain.

Now this is the case, no matter what.

Just survive!It's all about surviving! !
And over there, looking at the woman kneeling on the ground, the smile on Allen's face became even more wanton.

The long knife in his hand was thrown back casually, and it clearly pierced through Bellamy's broken shoulder without turning around.

Then the castration disappeared and nailed it directly to the wall of the tavern.

"Ah!", another scream.

"Isn't it better to lie on the ground honestly?" Allen didn't look back, fixed his gaze on the pink-haired woman and said to Bellamy behind him.

"Okay, beauty, don't worry, I usually seldom attack women." After taking a last look at the pink-haired beauty, Allen put away his expression, said such words in his mouth, and stretched his free hand into into his arms, looking for something.

The woman on the ground raised her head involuntarily, looked at Allen with uncertainty in her eyes and asked, "Is it true?".

"As I said, I usually seldom attack women. Over there is the door of the tavern. Run over there quickly." After searching in his arms for a while, Alan got what he wanted.

Looking at the pink-haired woman below, she said affirmatively.

The woman didn't notice Alan's actions, and all her thoughts were now on what Alan said just now.

She can leave now.

With horrified suspicion, he took a last look at Allen, and found that Allen looked normal, and even made a please gesture with one hand.

Not like a joke.

There was a burst of ecstasy in her heart, ignoring Allen and Bellamy who was struggling over there, the woman ran towards the door of the tavern like crazy.

If you walk out of here, there will be light, if you walk out of here, there will be hope, and if you walk out of here, you will be able to leave that man! !

Such thoughts enveloped the pink-haired woman's heart.

He didn't notice Alan's movements behind him at all.

On the other side, Bellamy was accurately nailed to the wall of the tavern by Alan's long sword. Seeing Mirissa ignoring her back when she left, she felt a pain in her heart, but she couldn't help but feel grateful for it.

"Just run like this, get out of here".

But at this moment, Bellamy, who was facing Allen, watched Allen take out a few steel needles from his arms.

Then he flicked his hand and shot towards the woman's back.

"Milia!!" Bellamy wanted to stop her, but there was no response.

He thought the woman had been killed, and impulsive anger once again enveloped Bellamy's mind.

"You said you would let her go!!!", Bellamy yelled madly at Allen.

Regardless of the pain in his shoulder, those who struggled had to get up and fight Allen desperately.

Allen saw Bellamy's movements.

The smile on the corner of the mouth showed maliciousness again.

Randomly found a fairly complete empty wine bottle, holding it in his hand, Allen walked towards Bellamy.

"First"

The tavern wasn't very big, and after a few steps, Allen came to Bellamy's eyes.

He raised the wine bottle in his hand and smashed it down at Bellamy's head.

"Pong!! You seemed to hit my captain with a wine bottle!"

"second."

Allen squatted down and took off the long knife that pierced Bellamy's shoulder.

Ignoring his useless struggles, he reached out and grabbed Bellamy's collar with his left hand, holding his right hand high.

Then it slammed down on Bellamy's cheek fiercely.

"When did I say I'd let her go! I just said that under normal circumstances I wouldn't hit a woman!".

"third."

After moving his slightly painful fist, Alan clenched it again, and then punched it down again.

"What do you think I am?!"

lift up, hammer down

"I'm a tm pirate!!"

lift up, hammer down

"Are you a minor? Would you actually believe what a despicable pirate said?!"

lift up, hammer down

"You don't really think I'll let you go?!"

lift up, hammer down

"When you step on the board and hang the skull flag on the mast, you should have such a psychological preparation!!"

lift up, hammer down

"Prepare to be killed by everyone!!!!".

With the fall of the last punch, Allen panted heavily and let go of Bellamy, who was bleeding and unconscious, and let him fall on the bloody blanket.

Drops of blood dripped down Allen's fist and merged into the blood carpet in the tavern.

It's not just Bellamy's, it's Allen's too.

It's been a long time since Allen hit someone like this with his fist again.

"Huhu. Huh.", adjusting his somewhat confused breath, Allen took two steps back and found a chair to sit on.

"Haha." After wiping the blood from his fist, Allen lit a cigarette, looked back at the clock, turned his gaze, and landed on Bellamy again.

"By the way, let me tell you some good news." A hoarse voice spit out along with the smoke, and Allen looked at Bellamy and said.

Alan didn't get a response and didn't care.

After flicking the cigarette ash in his hand, Allen said bluntly, "That woman is not dead yet.".

As soon as this remark came out, Bellamy's empty gaze was immediately attracted.

"But that woman is probably not far from death."

"You know what? Because I just used steel needles, a few small steel needles"

(End of this chapter)