[Pirates] Intelligence dealers don't sell cute

The big ship full of people and animals sailed wearily on the sea, and the old planks creaked and creaked.In the cabin full of various pungent smells and people, I hugged my knees and curled up into a ball, trying not to bump into others.Because every time you touch someone by mistake, the end is often a fat beating.

"Hey, kid, you've crushed my hair." The voice was cold and full of guard, and its owner was pulling his long light blue hair impatiently.

"Ah, I'm sorry!" I subconsciously jumped up and dodged.But I forgot: this is a crowded cabin.

"Little devil!" "Get away!" "You stepped on me!"

This sound came and went as I dodged around awkwardly, and finally I rolled to the door and bumped into the boss outside the door.

"Damn kid, you're causing trouble again!" The boss grabbed my collar and lifted me up.

"No, I'm just..." I tried to explain, but unexpectedly, it was self-defeating, and poured another barrel of oil on the boss's anger.

"Still quibbling!" He waved his hand, and I bumped my head against the side of the boat.

Rubbing my head, I dare not make another sound.

"If you continue to be disobedient and make trouble again," the boss pressed my neck to the edge of the fence when my feet were empty. "The uncle will throw you into the sea to feed the fish, understand!"

"Yeah!" I nodded my head, asking for a "pardon".

"Go away!" He finally let go, and I hurriedly ran into the cabin while coughing.

As a last resort, he sat back to his original position - next to the fire-breathing guy.

Realizing that he was staring at me, I rubbed my head and neck, not daring to look back at him.After an unknown period of time, the swaying of the waves became gentle, as if the long night was not so hard to bear.Gradually, snoring sounded in the cabin, and I also fell into a deep sleep.

"Obviously a brat, why can I live without hatred and pain?"

He glanced at her and fell into a dream too.

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Kidd stabbed the bastard who was half a head taller in the stomach with his knife, and watched him convulsively and fell to the ground with satisfaction.Then he raised his head and looked around, like a proud king inspecting his soldiers.The dagger in his hand was still dripping with blood that smelled terrible.

Seeing that the boss was dead, those "paper tigers" had no choice but to throw down their bulging purses and run away when they looked at this vicious and notorious brat in front of them.

Kidd put away all the purses before he felt relieved. He wiped away the blood on the knife with his thumb, thinking about where to go for dinner at night. When he came to his senses, there was already a cut on his thumb.Fresh blood mixed with old blood dripped from the tip of the knife.

He frowned, but felt no pain.After sucking the blood off his finger, he put away the knife and headed towards the small restaurant on the island.

The children I met along the way avoided him, fearing him like the plague.They have more or less heard adults talk about it, or have seen it with their own eyes: how crazy this guy who grew up in Serbia is.Yes, that's how they described him.

Kidd didn't care about these things, they could say whatever they wanted, anyway, he didn't live for them to see.

………………

"Get out! We don't do business with you brat!" The restaurant owner threw a rotten kohlrabi over. Kidd, who had just walked to the door, was caught off guard and was hit in the head.Suddenly, a small bruise appeared on his forehead.

The onlookers pointed, frowned, and whispered repeatedly about his various wicked deeds.

"Hey, do your kids always play at the beach?" Kidd grinned.

"You, you..." The restaurant owner's face turned livid when he heard this, and the brows of the onlookers frowned even more.

"What's wrong with me?!" Kidd laughed even more arrogantly when he saw this, "You know what I can do."

After weighing it, the boss compromised.

"Sure enough, people are all the same."

Kidd cast a disdainful glance at the boss who just returned his righteous words, and strode into the restaurant.

Kidd picked a corner and sat down, leaving a large space beside him.In the distance, people who would rather be huddled together were still chirping in low voices, watching him furtively.But he was fearless and straightened his back, as if his spine never knew the word "bend".

Putting the money for the meal beside a pile of empty bowls, Kidd left without a word.The boss looked at Kidd at the door, and then returned to the dining table, counting the money over and over again with great anxiety, for fear that Kidd would be shortchanged.Although he knew that Kidd's money came from an unknown source, he still carefully put the money in his pocket. Thinking of other gangsters who ate the overlord's meal, he cursed in a low voice: "This brat, I hate it, but fortunately, the money It’s still a good photo.”

Passing by a noisy circus, Kidd left without hesitation.He hates crowded places, especially circuses.

Almost halfway across Serbia, Kidd arrived at the door of his shabby home.

The moon has risen, and in the silent night, there is only the sound of whimpering wind.

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It's raining again in Serbia.

What Kidd hated most was the rain.Because only when it rains, he will have nowhere to go.His "home" was too dilapidated to shelter the icy rain, and no one was willing to lend him a roof.

The circus that has stayed here for several days is still open today. According to the owner at the door, today will be the last day.Serbia is very remote, and there are very few circuses coming, so people especially prefer this small-scale Aya Circus.

An ordinary life without pirates needs clowns to adjust the taste.

Kidd stood in front of the door, looking at the exaggerated smiling face of the clown, a little dazed, and stepped into the muddy puddle.

In the past few days, he always saw: a man with long light blue hair who looked like a puppet wandering around the circus, sometimes this person would sit at the entrance of the circus, but he did not attract business.When he approached, he would always stare at him very impolitely.Several times, Kidd was so angry that he wanted to solve it with his fists.But today, he didn't see this person.Probably, it was performed on stage.

Kidd didn't know that when this person looked at himself, he would have such thoughts:

"Obviously a brat, why can I live without hatred and pain?"

"Forget it, it's okay to hide." He muttered, turned and walked into the circus, and casually threw a copper coin to the boy at the door.

The first performer was a young girl.Her program is to step on the ball.

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At the end of the performance, the noisy crowd finally receded like a tide.

I finally breathed a sigh of relief and ran to the boss to honor the chicken leg he promised me.But he was scolded and kicked out.Fortunately, he had a handout to give me some leftovers - although the amount is not even enough for cats.But I, like a treasure, carefully swallowed those rough meals.Didn't question, didn't complain.

"Resistance is useless, only patience can solve everything, right?"

Holding the tattered notebook and slowly sketching the black panther that had bid farewell to me with a blunt pencil on the paper, I unexpectedly met that red-haired boy who looked like a hedgehog.He just looked at me off the stage with a different look from others.I don't know what his name is.All I know is: he wants to find a treasure called "ONEPIECE".This is his dream!Oh, what a noble and sacred word.

He has the pride and arrogance of a pirate, as if he was born to be a pirate.

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It was a sunny day outside the circus tent.

For the first time, Kidd told a little girl who didn't understand anything about his dream.Although he didn't know her, not even her name.But he just felt: she shouldn't laugh at herself like other people.

When I was young, I heard people on the island talking about ONEPIECE, but they only thought it was a joke.

When he is older, he said that he wants to go to sea to find ONEPIECE, and then become the king of pirates!But he was ridiculed severely by the friends who played to the big time-even though he was their partner.In a rage, he killed all the people who laughed at him—even though they were his partners.

From that day on, he realized that a dream is not a cheap thing that can be shared with anyone casually.

You can't believe everyone, but you can't believe everyone either.

——Many years later, he came to such a conclusion.

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The night owl screamed, making an "ominous sound" that people feared.The people on the island fell asleep early.All around, the sound of insects can be heard endlessly.The waves beat against the beach, bringing bitterness from a distance.In a cave by the sea.Kidd carefully hid the "illegal income" of the past few days into a clay pot.There is all his savings there - for buying a ship and recruiting sailors to go to sea in the future.

He stared at the clay pot, rarely let go of all guard and alienation, and finally smiled purely like a child.

After burying the pot, when he turned to go home, he bumped into someone's arms.

"Little devil, what did you hide just now? Take it out and let the old men see it!"

The black muzzle of the gun suddenly touched his forehead.

"You guys are pirates!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of burly pirates rushed into the not-so-spacious cave.Kidd watched his treasure being blatantly snatched away by others, so he was naturally unwilling.He bent down to avoid the gun, but was seen through, and he punched him in the stomach, so fast that he couldn't block it at all.Even when he tried to take out the short knife in his arms, he was kicked off by the opponent, and then he couldn't bear it and hit him on the head with the butt of the gun a few times.There was a burning pain on Kidd's forehead, and the blood gushing out blurred his eyes.But he gritted his teeth and endured the pain, still standing where he was, and did not fall cowardly.

And again, again, Kidd tasted impotent hate.

The first time was under the unattainable execution platform, all regrets and hatred collided in his heart, about to break his little heart.

Being weak is a sin, and being strong is also a sin. No matter what, human beings are always guilty.

"How dare you resist?" A man next to him who seemed to be the captain bent down and stared into his eyes with some interest. "Little brat, you seem to fight a lot."

Kidd turned his head and spit out the fishy sweetness in his mouth without making a sound.

"Join my pirate group!" The man looked at him with a smile, "Soon, this island will be ransacked by us, and you will die if you don't agree."

"Okay!" Kidd didn't hesitate at all, and his straightforwardness surprised even the men, but Kidd changed the subject, "But I won't participate in this ransacking."

"It's up to you. The pirate ship is parked by the sea, you can go first." The man let Kidd go, not worried that he would run away.Anyway, on the disappearing island, without a ship, without a navigator, he couldn't go anywhere.

Before boarding the boat, Kidd looked back at his "hometown" Serbia, and suddenly thought of the little girl who stepped on a ball in the circus.

"She will die..."

He sneered unconsciously, boarded the boat, and walked towards the unpredictable future.

After that, in this life, he never looked back.

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The injury from the performance during the day was still aching, as if countless worms were constantly gnawing on the bones and flesh.I can't help moaning//groaning softly, but soon someone gets impatient.

"Shut up, brat." The person next to me scolded me.

"...I'm sorry." I apologized in a low voice, but in the end I woke up the boss, so the two of us were kicked out of the tent and went to bed outside.

I couldn't sleep, and I sat shivering on the edge of the cliff wrapped in a thin quilt.The stars in the sky are flickering, flickering, flickering.The face of the moon is half covered by the thin clouds like a veil, and it seems to be smiling or weeping.I don't think I miss Forever and my late parents more than I do now.

The man stared behind me for a long while, then quietly asked:

"Obviously a brat, why can he live without hatred and pain?"

"Eh?"

I was stunned, but before I could answer, a crimson fire dragon rose up from the village by the sea in an instant, and soon meandered all the way and burned up.The sound of burning, killing and looting almost pierced the eardrums.

"Hurry up and notify the others!" I fell in a hurry, and ran to the tent regardless of the pain.But it burned before my eyes, and the screams of the people and animals inside were like sharp knives, cutting my heart with a knife.

The sounds of life are broken one by one, even if I plug my ears, I can't stop them.

Why is there such a sound!What's this! —I don't know.

"Why are you in a daze!" He grabbed my wrist and ran, "You don't want to die here, do you?!"

"Wait a minute, it's not this direction!" I barely grabbed him, "There are pirates here! Go there!"

He froze for a moment and looked at me in amazement. Although voices of distrust collided in his heart, he finally chose to listen to me.

Along the way, the shocking red flames danced on the houses, just like children playing the game of "turning the rope".

The peaceful Serbia in the past soon became unrecognizable, just like Forever!And it was the pirates who caused all of this!

I held my head and squatted on the beach, refusing to think about anything, refusing to listen to anything.

"Is that red-haired hedgehog still alive?"

People's voices are too many and too mixed, and I can't find his one among them.

"Let's go our separate ways." He had already jumped into the small boat moored at the port first, and a flame burned the hanging rope. He said nothing more, and gradually disappeared along the current.I looked back at the red island illuminated by the flames, hesitated for a moment, and boarded a small boat, sailing towards the unknown future.All of a sudden, he drew a clear line with the life and death struggles of countless people behind him.

The shelling of the pirate ship illuminated Serbia much brighter than the daytime, and the soaring flames seemed to burn the ocean, and the billowing smoke outlined the flames, but Serbia was submerged in the flames, almost indistinguishable.Countless sparks were blown up by the wind and continued to burn persistently.

From a distance, it looks like a red snow fluttering down, bringing death to innocent people.

The author has something to say: I endured it for many days... Finally, I decided to publish a chapter first...

Otherwise, I always feel that I am too sorry for Mina-san... [Poke, you still know! 】

Well, but I am afraid to post a post!Symptoms are: as long as I think about updating the text, I feel that there will be a BUG!It will definitely be smashed!Will definitely collect less! !

...that's how it feels.

Ah, SHIT! [Hold head]