One Piece: Turning Fruit

Chapter 98 What should I do?
After Allen finished speaking, Alva didn't respond.

After a moment of silence, he patted Allen on the shoulder silently, neither saying yes nor no.

But Allen breathed a sigh of relief, no response is the biggest response.

If Alva didn't agree, he wouldn't have taken the current action.

Without saying anything more, Allen nodded and walked out of the captain's room.

Alva followed closely behind.

On the deck, Joya was watching the opposite ship with a telescope.

It's strange to say that the consul's boat on the other side didn't move at all except for firing a few shells in a deterrent manner at the beginning.

Just sailing towards Allen and his group quickly.

It seems that they want to take over the ship.

If so, it can really be said that the last sentence is aboveboard.

Take a stand from the start.

I recognize you, get ready for battle!
It's not like Allen, who has to approach quietly and then make a surprise attack.

Despicable.

Sighing in his heart, Alan stopped thinking about these things.

have already walked out of the captain's cabin, so it can no longer be the same as before.

"Joya, you'll be here later." Allen walked to Qiaoya's side and opened his mouth to tell him something, but he paused at the end of the sentence, "...be careful.".

"Got it! Got it!" Joya didn't turn around, but still looked at the five ships opposite her, her tone revealing a strong sense of impatience, but the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously.

Shaking his head, Allen walked up to Ball who was at the helm, and patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, you go down first, by the way, let them push out a few cannons on the ship, they have already taken the lead If we fire, then we can't lose, bang his mother."

"Yes, Captain," nodded sharply, and Bohr quickly ran down, began to gather his hands, and came down to launch the two poor cannons that hadn't been used for a long time, which might have been damp and rusted.

"Captain! Get ready!", a crew member yelled.

Allen took the rudder and began to turn to the right.

"Listen to my order." Allen turned the rudder to the right, and when the side was completely facing the consuls, "Fire!!!".

"boom!"

Allen gave an order, and the crew ignited the gunpowder, accompanied by two embarrassing sounds, one in front and one in back.
Of course it didn't hit.
There are ghosts who can hit it. Allen and his group don't fight long-range battles very much. They usually approach the enemy quietly, or rush directly to meet the board.

If it hadn't been for the current situation today, Allen's crew would have almost forgotten that there are artillery on their ship.

It's also fate, and it's not like Allen didn't want to remove all the artillery on the ship at some point.

After all, it’s not necessary, and it’s a hindrance where you put it. It’s better to remove it directly, and it can increase the speed a little.

But then Allen thought about it for himself.
Although my current ship is not big and the crew is not many, it is still a pirate ship.

As a pirate ship, how could it not have one or two cannons to control the place here
Even if you don't use it, you can't have it.

So in the end, after Allen thought about it, he still didn't withdraw them and sell them for money.

Just put it there as a decoration.

Thanks to not throwing it away, wouldn't this come in handy today.

Although he didn't hit, what he wanted was an aura.

After firing the cannon, Allen didn't miss it at all, and then turned his head and ran away with the strength of the turn.

He drove quickly in the direction he came from.

Hitting and running is so exciting!

But be it.
Fighting back with strength is called toughness, and fighting back without strength is called dying to save face.

The group of consuls who fired two cannonballs tentatively just to show their identity, laughed immediately when they saw that Alan still had the courage to fight back.

As the guns on the main ship sounded, the remaining four ships showed no mercy.

Aiming at Allen's ship, it fired shells wantonly.

From Allen's point of view, the sky seemed to have changed its owner for a while.

Both himself and the nearby seawater were shrouded in the shadow of death.

"Fuck!" Looking at the dense shells in the sky, Allen cursed in a low voice, handed the rudder to Alva, and jumped into the air.

Launch the ability to directly divert shells that could cause damage to one's own ship.

Joya below raised his pistol to replenish the shells that were left by Allen or were too late to transfer.

You can't dodge it. With such intensive artillery fire, even if the artilleryman on the opposite side is blind, he can still be fooled.

On the main ship, watching Allen jump up and down in the air and shift the coefficients of those shells away.

The man sitting on the chair propped his cheek and nodded lazily on the armrest, "Interesting."

(End of this chapter)