Rain

Zhuo Luo came back to his senses and fiercely snatched back the wine glass, and continued to drink down, participating in the drinking competition.

The faint blue veins on his forehead leaked his emotions.

I stopped harassing him, sat down listlessly, closed my eyes and continued to doze off.From now on, I'll just be my own wallflower and let things take their course.Her vigilance didn't relax at all, but she looked like a completely drunk girl who was harmless to humans and animals.Of course, my keen sense of hearing allowed me not to miss the words that I thought were quietly conveyed in the crowd.

"Did you see it? Just now..."

"Well, I didn't expect the pirates on this ship to be so..."

"No wonder……"

"Stop talking, I just thought that swordsman was some kind of ruthless character, so..."

"Shh, stop talking!"

"Ah, go ahead..."

Even if he didn't open his eyes, he could easily feel the strange drop in the air pressure of Mr. Warcraft beside him, carrying evil spirits.I shrank my body and continued to pretend to be asleep, with a vague arc drawn at the corner of my mouth.

Zoro, oh Zoro, who told you that you are the master of the knife and you won’t give me wine?

Well, I hold a grudge.

The human voice was lively for a long time, and gradually fell silent.

I heard the wooden door being creaked open, and people came out quietly one after another.

I heard Mr. Warcraft beside me, who had just collapsed due to lack of alcohol, stood up and walked out through the back door with brisk steps.Before I left, I stood in front of me for a moment, gritted my teeth, and walked away unwillingly.

Tsk, can't a big man even take a joke?

Completely ignoring the substance of the joke, I continued lying on the couch, seemingly sound asleep.Someone on Nami's side could be heard getting up lightly and walking towards the inner room.I was a little bit funny.Sure enough, he is a thief who never forgets to think about his treasure, which is a bit like me.

At this moment, someone walked into the inner room, seemed to be counting the number of people, walked up to me, and exclaimed, "Where's the swordsman?" Someone heard his voice and ran in hastily. "Of course I was next to that woman. You didn't see that he was so drunk..." Then the man took a sharp breath, "Why did he disappear!"

The person before answered immediately: "Aren't I asking you?"

Then the man cursed and shirked his responsibility: "How the hell do I know, haven't you been watching at the door!" Then he ran out in a hurry, and he could vaguely hear him shouting: "That man , gone!"

The person who stayed in the room also heard the warning from his companion, and whispered to himself: "What a bad luck!" He didn't leave after speaking, but continued to stand in front of me, stomped his feet and complained: Why is it so cold in here?"

Suddenly there was intense and intensive gunfire accompanied by screams outside the window, breaking the silence of the night.The man in front of him was shocked: "Why, what's wrong?"

I just felt like falling into an ice cellar, my hands and feet were cold, and my body shrank even tighter.

I didn't move, but I could hear a cool voice coming from my ears, like broken jade: "Didn't I say, I want to follow?" The cold fingertips touched my carotid artery and moved.I can hear my heart beating violently, and the blood flowing faster in the pulse.

It really wants to kill me.

Someone suddenly opened the door and barged in, startling the person who was left behind so much that the clink of weapons could be heard.But the man who broke in didn't care about it, panting heavily and said loudly: "It's bad! That swordsman went on a killing spree, and many people died!"

The one who stayed here seemed taken aback: "No way! How is it possible?"

The man who broke in didn't stop, he gritted his teeth: "Time is running out, the top priority is to use this woman to threaten him!" I could feel his hand pulling toward my collar.

I opened my eyes suddenly, and there was clarity in them.

In the next moment, the person who wanted to touch me was kicked hard by my kick, and he fell down with a wonderful face.But the other person didn't have time to react, I had already exploded, and hit the red heart in the same way.Then another person clutched his important parts, and fell down with a distorted face.

The person who was kicked before had tears in his eyes because of the pain, and he struggled to look up at me with horror in his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that there was a fierce queen core hidden in the shell of that reserved and timid battered daughter-in-law.

With a cold face, I crushed his face with my feet and walked past, stomping him unconscious, and ran out of the room without stopping.

The moonlight was shining, and the barbs on this huge mountain were all cross tombstones. It was unclear whether it was a pirate who was buried here or a hunter who was buried here after the battle.Bounty hunters also have a bad conscience and set up tombstones for others?

I hid my figure under the shadow of confusion, and walked towards the place where the crowd was crowded and noisy.

The sword soul has long since disappeared, and it seems to have returned to its master.

I looked up and saw a sight that I will never forget for the rest of my life.

The moonlight was cold, and the swordsman with a cold expression pulled out the saber from his waist, and split the boulder lightly.The lavender pattern on the knife body shone with a strange light under the silvery white moonlight, which was breathtaking.The figure beside him was generous, and the evildoer's expression was indifferent, with a chill in his brows.This picture is cold and evil, but it has a strange beauty.

Zoro looked at his sword annoyedly, muttered something to himself, then moved forward again and disappeared from my sight.Holding two knives, the swordsman borrowed strength from the fallen long ladder, leaped over a distance of tens of meters, and landed on the top of a nearby building.The moonlight sprinkled Qinghui, and the ground was full of silver light.

I ran into the inner room with a silver knife in my hand, and went straight up the stairs.There was a loud bang outside the top floor, I frowned, quickened my pace, and pushed the door open with a creak.

The goal is that there are a bunch of unconscious people lying around Zhuo Luo's feet, and he is holding a very strong and burly woman's head with one hand, and his arm is hard.The woman screamed, her bones creaking under the tremendous force.I looked down at my relatively slender wrist, and turned my head to think for a while.If there is no help from the little guy, I will not be able to reach that level in my whole life.

Zhuo Luo's voice once again carried the evil spirit from the first meeting: "...Didn't you say that you want to compete with me?" He heard the movement here, glanced over, and saw me standing quietly by the door frame.He let go of his hand, and let the woman fall to the ground with a bang, unconscious, frowning: "Why are you here?" He licked the sticky blood that flowed from his forehead to the corner of his mouth, his eyes were as sharp as eagles.

Daohun stood beside him, looking at Roronoa silently, his dark eyes did not show any frivolous mockery towards me, but were condensed and calm.

Just as I was about to answer, I heard a small sound of breaking through the air, caught a glimpse of a pool of silver light, and my pupils shrank sharply: "Be careful!"

Even without my warning, Zoro was able to deal with it with ease. He used three generations of ghost tracks to lightly draw traces in the air, and made a very ear-piercing jingle.I looked intently, and what was knocked down on the ground was a silver dart with square edges, shining with a sinister cold light.My eyes sank, my body tensed up, and the dart was poisoned.

The author has something to say:

Sorry, I got stuck. (bright smile)

We should see Ace soon. (continues to smile brightly)

The premise is that I am not Calvin. (with a smile as bright as a sunflower)

Daily updates will be guaranteed, don't worry.Just to let everyone know that I'm stuck. (laugh)

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The 11-year-old self seems to love to laugh.

Don't worry, there is no Kawen now, and I am preparing the manuscript.

See if you can do daily double updates or something, because I want to open a new article...

But if the old hole is not filled, it will be shameless... (to finger)