Chapter 10: The Cook and the Pirate
Even though the murderous aura lingered in his body, Shao'an's face was still so calm, and the [killing] in his hand pointed at Marshall Ditch. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Shao An opened his mouth and asked, "Are you also in the same party?"
Marshall Ditch grinned, "Fellow party, do you think I'm going to be a fellow party of this shit?"
"It doesn't look like it, so please stand aside for now, and wait until I understand this matter before I fulfill the promise I made before. "The [Killing] in Shao'an's hand moved towards Valpo.
Marshall Ditch didn't expect to meet Shao'an here again, let alone Shao'an, who actually killed all the ministers here in one go.
His impression of Shao'an was completely subverted, and when he first met Shao'an in that tavern, the other party only left him with the impression that he was a master of cooking.
It wasn't until just now, when Shao'an showed his gorgeous killing skills, that Marshall Ditch realized that Shao'an was not a simple chef.
Valpo had also been stunned by the bloody slaughter of Shao'an, but he was no one to wait, and he quickly recovered from the shock.
The situation was no longer quite unfavorable for Valpo, and he knew very well that the two men had the same purpose to kill him.
In a mortal situation, Valpo's mind was also clearer than ever.
(I have to be the first to kill someone, or I won't survive!)
Valpo thought as he waited for an opportunity to find an opportunity, wondering if it was Lady Luck who favored him, and that such an opportunity had really been found by him.
Taking advantage of the conversation between Sauan and Marshall D-Tic, he suddenly burst out and attacked Marshall D-Tic, who was closest to him.
As a person who can devour fruits, Valpo has the super ability to devour everything as long as he can eat it, and he opens his mouth as much as he can, and all he thinks about is devouring Marshall Ditch.
It turns out that Valpo is too naΓ―ve, he is facing the pirate Marshall Ditch, and his calculations have no effect at all.
Marshall Ditch struck back, and a fist surrounded by black light slammed into Valpo's head.
Valpo felt the magical power bestowed upon him by the Devouring Fruit at this moment, and at this moment, he was completely crushed by this punch, and the terrifying force contained in the fist had a solid effect on his skull.
The overwhelming feeling of vertigo struck Valpo, who rolled his eyes and fainted gorgeously at Marshall Ditch's feet.
Marshall Ditch smiled and lifted Valpo's broad face with his foot and said, "Wouldn't it be nice to stay there honestly, waste." β
With Valpo easily out, Marshall Ditch continued the conversation with Shoan.
"What did you just say? Let me step down? You know? It's been a long time since anyone said this to me, but it feels quite fresh, promise to be my ship's cook, and I'll give you this face. Marshall Ditch smiled.
Shao An pursed his lips and did not answer.
"Cut, did you still refuse? Then it's better to change the way, you can answer a question for me, and I promise you to step back for the time being. Marshall Ditch said with some chagrin.
This time Shao An nodded slightly.
"You know what? I've figured out most of your plans, but there's only one thing that bothers me, how on earth did you manage to get more than 1,000 people to die for you. Marshall Ditch asked with interest. β
A smile appeared on Sauan's face, and the incident that Marshall Ditch mentioned was undoubtedly the point of pride in the whole planning process.
"Quite simply, I controlled them with the food I made. Shaoan replied.
(It's unbelievable that more than 1,000 soldiers were controlled with food?!) οΌ
Marshall Ditch was slightly shocked in his heart, and Sauan once again subverted his view of food, making him understand that food can be so terrible.
"Thief haha, so that's the case, Shao'an, you deserve to be my favorite chef. Marshall Ditch tried to hide the turmoil in his heart with a laugh.
Sauan was also not interested in exploring Marshall Ditch's thoughts at this time, and he said with a hint of urging, "The answer has been told to you, now you should step down." β
Marshall Ditch turned to leave, and asked in a low voice as he and Sauan intertwined.
"Last irrelevant question, is it because the waste king broke into your kitchen while you were cooking?"
Obviously, Marshall Ditch asked this question to tease Shao'an, and it can be regarded as a small face-saving experience for Shao'an.
Shaoan continued on his way, not thinking of answering Marshall Ditch's boring question at all.
Marshall Ditch glanced back at Shaoan, pursed his lips and whispered, "What a weirdo, no sense of humor at all." β
One of them went forward, the other back, Shaoan went to Valpo, who was lying on the ground, and Marcel Ditch retreated to the gate.
For Shao'an, there is no essential difference between a lively Valpo and a motionless Valpo, no matter which one it is, he can't escape the fate of being killed by his own hands in the end.
[Killing] wiped towards Valpo's neck, and the next second he could take the life of the king of Magnetic Drum Island, but in the next second, this seemingly easy thing became troublesome.
Valpo opened his eyes violently, and tightened his body tightly with his unusually short but unusually thick arms, and with a conspiracy smile on his face, he opened his mouth and bit down on Shao'an's head.
It turned out that Valpo was pretending to faint, and his first target was not Marshall Ditch, but the more emaciated Shaoan.
I can kill one in a hurry, and as long as I bite the emaciated young man in front of me, Valpo will almost 70% of the time I can escape from Marshall Dtic.
A little chill flashed in Valpo's eyes, and then ...... Everything in his eyes became blurred, and he felt colder and lighter, as if something important had been pulled out of his body.
Shao An pulled out the [Kill] that pierced Valpo's eyebrows, and the red blood flowed out blurred Valpo's eyes, and the massive blood loss made him feel cold and weak.
"As Marshall Ditch said, you're really stupid!" said Shao'an slowly.
Shao An shook off the blood drops on the [Killing] knife.