One Piece: I have a Devil Fruit Tree

How can you show your cowardly side in front of your wife and children?Even if I die, I can't beg for mercy, he thought to himself.

A qualified husband and father should smile lightly without blinking even in the face of swords and blood.As a husband or father, this creature is always so stubborn and loves to show off.Even outside the night there were countless sniper rifles aimed at his head.

"If there are no other questions, let's get started."

A cold and impatient voice sounded in the ears of the chief physician. He raised his head, and the man's right hand was still raised in the air as if he had just finished snapping his fingers.He was surprised. The man's body hadn't moved at all from just now. You must know that the distance between the two of them was very close. If the sniper was slightly off, the man might be directly shot in the head.

"You are a devil," said the chief physician.

"Demons are not born in this world, and angels are not always born. Some people will become angels, and others are destined to become devils. Moreover, even Lucifer, the powerful Seraph who once had the highest status in heaven, could not predict it. You will become Satan one day, won't you?" The man paused and said softly, "I couldn't escape my involvement in Gatanje's death that year."

The chief physician was stunned. The last sentence was quite abrupt. He never expected that the seemingly childish words would come out of the mouth of a devil who cares so little about human life.Did the devil believe in light like everyone else when he was young?Maybe extremely evil people had fantasized about saving the world when they were ignorant. How absurd.

"Untie me and my assistant, if you still want to complete the procedure within two hours." The chief physician sighed, as if he had figured something out and made up his mind.

The doctor who was loosened loosened the rope of other doctors, but no one loosened the rope of the family members. All the doctors had no other unnecessary actions and did not dare to do so.

That shot made everyone understand how terrifying the sniper was, and what was even more terrifying was that the man secretly demonstrated the sniper's ability with his own life. What made people feel chilled was that the sniper rifle was aimed at the group of doctors. A certain person's head. The desperate thing is that they don't know how many such snipers there are.

The dead boy lying in a pool of blood that is gradually solidifying. Outside is a death killer hiding in the dark. There is also an evil ghost in the house who regards human life as nothing. As well as the content of the conversation between Mandala and the man, tonight is too... It’s unbelievable and terrifying, and it’s close to the limit of what some people can bear.

The man lies in bed and all the physicians will be ready.

The deputy chief physician's hand holding the scalpel kept shaking. She was about to reach the edge of collapse, but she did not dare to collapse or even beg for mercy.She understands that any unnecessary action may lead to the next bullet being sent into her head, and it may also affect other people.

The chief physician stepped forward and held her hand. She could feel the sweat in the chief physician's hands, but she also felt the warmth in his hands, and she was not so scared anymore.The chief doctor nodded to her, and she smiled a smile that even she found ugly.

"You are very interesting." The man raised his lips and looked at the chief physician.

"It's not a happy thing to be called interesting by someone like you." The chief physician signaled to others to get started.

The man's interest was aroused, "You are helping bad people, you will go to hell."

The chief physician paused and then continued his work.

"You are a sinner, and so am I. We will all go to hell," the chief doctor said in a low voice, "and you will definitely go to the No. 18 hell, no, it is the endless hell."

The chief physician was right, he was a sinner, and all the doctors present were sinners, and the chief physician was particularly guilty of a serious crime.But so what, could being a just man save his wife and children?He doesn't care about other people's lives, and he doesn't even pity his own life, but there are some people he wants to protect no matter what the cost.

The chief physician is selfish. (What an ironic sentence)

"I've known this for a long time," the man said softly.He had no regrets and no interest at all, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

The deputy chief physician walked up to the man with a syringe and suppressed his fear: "Anesthetic."

The man raised his hand: "No need."

The deputy chief physician looked at the chief physician, who nodded to do as the man said, and looked at the doctors around him who were all ready, "Let's begin."

The man closed his eyes, and immediately the sensory nerves on his face felt the pain of a sharp object piercing his face and inserting into his flesh.The tip of the knife felt hot when it touched the nerve, and then as the scalpel moved, it seemed that the sound of the skin splitting could be heard.

How terrifying this man was, the attending physician marveled in his heart, and his hands trembled involuntarily.The blade cut through his skin without making a sound, he only gasped slowly and heavily, and occasionally his body twitched twice due to pain.How much blood must you have seen, how many knives have you endured, how many people have you killed, and how many times have you walked on the edge of death before you can appear with such a vicious, domineering and arrogant attitude?Can you taste the pain of severed nerves like drinking alcohol?Moreover, if the knife in the hand of a doctor were to penetrate a few centimeters deeper into the man's face, he would close his eyes forever, and a seemingly huge conspiracy would come to an end. Where did he get the confidence? It was the reaction of a sniper in the distance. With sniper ability?Or has he mastered everyone's weaknesses?Or is he confident that he can fight back before being stabbed to death?

I don’t understand this man, I don’t understand his eyes hidden under the dim light, I don’t understand his darkness.

If he is so cruel to himself, will he survive? The attending doctor thought to himself.Then he turned his head and focused his gaze on a woman and child in the corner. If it comes to that, let's each fight for our own goals!

The mandala stood next to the man, like a beautiful masterpiece from a world-class sculptor. Only the focus of his eyes danced on each doctor's hand, alert to all the doctors' movements, and his body began to tighten unconsciously as the man occasionally twitched. .

……

I have considered letting you learn to be a ninja. The man played with the bloody knife in his hand. To be honest, I think you are very suitable to be a ninja. You can stand in one position for several hours without moving.

Mandala stood next to the blood-stained man as always, watching the still warm blood flowing from the man's suit and listening quietly.Men rarely talk to Mandala about innocuous things, usually about tasks, so Mandala will imprint every casual conversation between the two in the deepest part of his mind, even if it is just a greeting.

I have imagined many times that you would be a female ninja and my personal bodyguard. What a cool thing it would be, awesome!The man turned around again and looked at Mandala up and down, and sighed. It's a pity that you are so developed. You should be very talented as a ninja.

I can wrap it in a piece of cloth, Mandala replied.

The man didn't answer, but instead noticed that Mandala was looking at the body that had just been stabbed to death under his butt. What about him?The floating brother did something he shouldn't have done, the man explained.

Mandala was startled and asked: Will you kill Fuyou?What about chameleons?Worker bees?dragonfly……

The man lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. The smoke he exhaled covered his deep eyes without any trace of impatience.

Yes, the man whispered, if necessary.

What about me, will you abandon me? Mandala asked tremblingly.

This is what you really want to ask, right? Didn’t I explain it to you from the moment you followed me? Do you want a different answer? The man stood up and hugged Mandala’s waist from behind. Smelling the body fragrance emanating from her body.

"Are you worried? I heard your heartbeat." The man put on the mask and looked up.

Mandala's thoughts returned and he lowered his head, not knowing how to answer the man's question.

"People like us cannot have feelings. Moths in the dark night will be burned to death by a little bit of warmth." The man walked up to Mandala and stroked her hair.

Mandala closed her eyes and snuggled her head into the man's hand obediently like a kitten.

"Except for you, are everyone else involved dead?"

"Well, as you ordered, no clues were left. This will be a case that will never be solved..." Before he finished speaking, a foot of cold light passed over Mandala's cheek, and the next moment, a touch of coldness penetrated him. heart!

The moment the blade tore the skin, the pain caused Mandala's body to tremble slightly uncontrollably. Her pupils suddenly dilated and she looked down at the short knife that pierced her heart. Bright red blood flowed from the handle to her high-heeled Roman shoes. .

High-heeled Roman shoes?Men have no idea what kind of shoes Mandala wears on weekdays, but they are definitely not Roman shoes!Men rarely pay attention to what Mandala wears. In his eyes, the woman in front of him is always dressed in black. He is so crazy that he thinks she just likes black. He even thought that the black clothes had some special meaning.

Actually, that's not the case. Each of Mandala's black clothes is slightly different, and she doesn't like black.

"This is the first time I see you wearing Roman shoes." The man was a little confused. He raised his head and saw that Mandala was actually smiling!It's just that the smile is a little bitter.

"I... am I still right? Is this day... still here?" Mandala murmured, seeming to be asking the air.

"Ah, this day has finally come" the man replied.

"It's...much sooner...than I thought...", although even she herself doesn't know when she will be abandoned and when she will become worthless.

As he spoke, another pool of blood came out... The man looked at Mandala's pale face and remained silent. He knew that Mandala's life was coming to an end.

"Do they look good? My most...favorite shoes...shoes." Mandala's dimmed eyes suddenly gained a hint of luster.

"It looks good, it looks beautiful on you." Only then did the man realize that he had never understood Mandala before, and even learned about her favorite shoes before she died.

He sometimes thinks women are stupid, so stupid that he wants to trust her unconditionally, just like she trusts him unconditionally.Suddenly, the man felt a pain somewhere in his body, and an unreasonable sense of loss filled his body. Something he had been holding onto was causing him to lose something else...something he would regret if he lost it.

Mandala raised his hand with difficulty, squeezed out the last bit of strength from his body, touched the man's cheek, and whispered, "Dark night... moths in the dark night will... be... burned to death with just a little bit of temperature."

The man's heart tightened, and the two people's eyes met in the air. He saw the love breaking through the restraints and overflowing from Mandala's weak eyes!

It turns out...it turns out that this woman has noticed something strange about you from your eyes!

"Japan, Tama River Mountains, Hongjing. That will be the burial place of your ashes... we agreed before."

Mandala's hand passed across the man's cheek and fell to the ground like a dead thing.

The world is horribly silent.

Had she already considered this outcome?That’s why you put on your favorite high-heeled Roman shoes?Just for your compliments?Before setting foot in this plastic surgery hospital, how many possibilities had she envisioned tonight?Mandala's bitter smile flashed through your mind, and you finally chose the ending she had been avoiding!How sad she must have been at that moment.

And you burned her to ashes as the last item of your plan tonight.

A huge sadness invaded every part of his body, seeping into every cell. He gasped for air and became manic for no reason.Something was about to be lost forever, and before he realized it, he was still despising it even a moment ago.Somewhere the hardest place cracked silently...

A feeling that was almost forgotten gradually awakened from the bottom of my heart, and I realized that I had not lost the ability to be sad.In his senior year of high school, the man's biggest contribution to the class was to lower the class average, so his old class didn't like him. Even though he worked very hard, even though he got up two hours earlier than others every day and did questions in the dormitory bathroom with a small desk lamp, He still can't compare to others.He felt that he was old and stupid, and he had always felt that way. That time he had the courage to ask his old classmate a math question, and felt a little uneasy. He bent over with a smile on his face, like a beggar begging for food.As a result, Lao Ban received a look of disdain and said, "You don't know how to do this?" After saying that, Lao Ban turned around and walked away. The man could only bar his teeth to hide his embarrassment. He never asked Lao Ban any questions after that. That was the first time he asked Lao Ban any questions. One and the last time.

One time he failed to complete his homework on time, and his old classmate found out. The old classmate stood outside the window of the class. The man was very uneasy. There was a stupid pig lying on the chopping board. His eyes were pretending to be tranquilizers and he could be killed but not humiliated. But you are holding a bright knife in your left hand, gesticulating with your right hand, and muttering about where the first knife was made, which spattered less blood, grandma's!What a dog!I can’t give you a happy life!To be honest, he was a little afraid of the lean old bastard in front of him who would go out to play a class after a short lecture. The old bastard opened his mouth and asked, "Why didn't you finish your homework?" The next moment, he burst into tears without any warning. Like a rushing stream, he choked and said that he would finish it today. In fact, this bastard seemed to be in a good mood today, but his face was just a little gloomier.He couldn't explain why afterward. Anyway, it was at that moment that his grievance reached its peak and he cried out of physical reaction.At this point, he smiled sheepishly, because it was morning reading, and everyone was reading sonorously and vigorously, but they all stopped because of him, and dozens of pairs of eyes looked at him crying, The scene was quite spectacular. The old bastard frowned and said, "Hurry up and fix it!" and then walked away without saying a word of comfort before leaving.

The man hummed a tune, and this feeling came back, as without warning and as violent as last time.