【Pirate】The daily life of being forced to become the King of the Sea

In a small town in Beihai.

After several days of shelling and gun battles, the place has become devastated and shocking. The original residents have retreated. After several days of melee, the local mafia is now hanging on. Only one last blow is left to defeat the army.

In a large area of ​​ruins stands a villa that has not been completely destroyed. The exterior of the villa was originally very ornately decorated, but now it is dusty and looks very miserable.

The structure inside has not been damaged. In the hall, the gorgeous chandelier is filled with bright candles, and the fire in the fireplace is burning brightly, bringing a touch of warmth to the gray and cold weather. The walls are covered with precious and famous paintings, but in this damn weather, the contents of the pictures look weird.

It was still early, around four o'clock in the afternoon, but the sky outside seemed so heavy that it seemed to be pressing down. The cold wind howled, and the hole in the ceiling of the villa had not yet been patched, but no one seemed to care. The cold wind blew in the room, and the newspapers on the desk next to the window whistled loudly.

The little girl with a bow on her head walked over and put it away. I thought the young master might want to watch it again.

After dinner, today's dinner was casual, just steak, mashed potatoes, and some boiled green beans. Everyone ate the food in their hands in silence. To be honest, today's dinner was indeed a bit shabby. But no one said anything critical. A bottle of red wine was opened, but not many people drank it.

After the short family meeting, everyone began to leave and go about their own business. The man sitting at the main seat has not left yet. He is sitting casually with his hands on the chair. There is a newspaper spread out on the table with an unknown smile on his face.

The hot cocoa on the table is steaming. The man in the main seat only tried one mouthful and then put it down in disgust.

The man next to him with a sticky nose started to fidget.

"Dover, that child" Torebol looked back at the innermost room with cold sweat.

The door of the innermost room was tightly closed, and in the dark corridor, only the door of that room was lit with candles. The expression on Torrebol's face looked like there was some kind of monster locked in that room.

"Fufufufufufufu, Torrebol, what are you afraid of?" The candlelight shone on the man's face, and the man laughed loudly.

"Dover, two kings are not a good thing," Torrepol said quietly.

"Two kings? You actually said two kings? Did you also see the potential in that child? Hahahahahahahahaha! There are many people with potential in the world, and not everyone can become a king, Torebol! "Although his eyes were obscured by sunglasses, it could be seen from the exaggerated facial expression that there was madness in his eyes.

The man is even a little crazy.

"Think about it, Torebol! It's a rare fate for you to meet a domineering child twenty years later. Maybe."

He stood up. The man is very tall.

Torebol looked up at him with some awe.

The man walked to the window and looked out at the gloomy sky.

"Maybe she is the last trump card in our hand."

Asanocha woke up, or rather, she woke up from the cold. She was also wearing shorts and a tank top. And the weather here is obviously a cold winter. Ginkgo leaves falling from the trees could be seen outside the broken window.

Ginkgo leaves all over the ground. Also, the gloomy sky.

Asanocha blinked her eyes. She remembered that when the system teleported her here, it was still a sea of ​​fire. At that time, a group of people with weapons in their hands were approaching her in the light of the fire. It seemed that the group even shouted: "They are Tianyaksha's accomplices!" She couldn't remember what happened next.

"Aqiu!" She sneezed.

It was so cold. She wrapped herself tightly in the quilt on the bed.

【system! system! 】Asano tea calling system.

The system is unresponsive and appears to have run out of energy.

My stomach was also very hungry and started to growl. After stopping to think for five minutes, Asanocha, who had just escaped from the fire, gathered his thoughts.

The cold wind howled, slamming against the door. Asanocha didn't pay attention, the door was opened with a bang, and the cold wind rushed in.

Asanocha was startled, burped, and quickly swallowed it.

She stared blankly at the door.

It was a man, a tall man. He walked over and his aura was very amazing. Asano Cha has never seen a human with such a dangerous aura. Even though I heard that Shanks seemed to be a big pirate, he never sent such a dangerous signal.

Asanocha stiffened unconsciously, and the hairs on his hair almost stood up.

"Fufufufufufu." The man looked at this fried brat, and it seemed he didn't know the power he had.

It is still so small, just like a piece of white paper. How can I paint this white paper with my own hands?

Doflamingo licked his lips excitedly.

Looking at the figure gradually approaching, Qian Yecha's heart immediately sounded alarm. After staying in this world for so long, no matter how slow she is, she can still tell how dangerous this person is from the aura he exudes. This is what Ace taught her. Asanocha thought about how Ace usually dealt with enemies.

First of all, you must overwhelm the opponent with momentum! Asanocha put on a defensive posture and stared at the man in front of him fiercely.

By this time it was completely dark. The cool moonlight hung on the treetops, and a few owls flew past in the dark night.

Under the moonlight, Doflamingo looked condescendingly at Asanocha.

Asanocha was like a ferocious little beast, baring its teeth at him. This defensive stance reminded him of something.

There was a scar under Asanocha's eyelids. When she glared at her, the wound widened and bright red blood immediately flowed out.

The two stared at each other for several minutes.

Doflamingo suddenly reached out and rubbed Asanocha's wounds with his fingers, one after another.

No pity at all.

The blood smeared more and more.

Asano tea hurts, what on earth does this person want to do! Asanocha felt offended. Almost subconsciously, Asanocha bit the big hand hard.

The owner of the hand paused, seeming a little surprised. "Fufufufufufu." He still didn't speak and continued to laugh lowly.

"Dover!" Torebol, who just came in, his eyes popped out when he saw the scene in front of him. He actually dared to bite their king! This is unforgivable!

"Let go." The man only said one sentence. But Asanocha heard a strong sense of danger from this short sentence.

His hand was bitten and bleeding, "Don't let go!"

His hands began to break free from their restraints, and he could even fight back with strength. Now the battle situation turned, the hand clamped Qian Yecha's jaw tightly, the mouth was forced open, and the remaining fingers were pulled out one by one.

The owner of the hand was merciless and slowly moved his hand down. It was obviously a warm hand, but Asanocha felt like a cold snake was climbing up his neck.

The quilt slipped off.

Asanocha felt like he could hardly breathe.

At that moment, Asanocha thought he was going to die.

The hand holding his throat suddenly loosened.

Asanocha breathed heavily.

"Who are you?"

The man always smiled, but the veins on his forehead popped out. With sunglasses on his face, his eyes couldn't be seen.

"Good guy."