"Hahahaha......"

Smail's laughter was so strange and abrupt that not only the people gathered around the girl were attracted, but the other stall men and stall owners also looked sideways.

The other stall owners have long been accustomed to what is happening over there, but they really rarely see anyone dare to come out and do justice in this area!

Except, of course, for the mayor here.

After all, other stall owners often do this kind of thing. When they see outsiders shopping or wandering around this old slum market, they will always try their best to deceive or extort these new talents, and sometimes they even want to blatantly snatch good materials as they do today.

In places like the slums, there are countless ways for these scoundrels to make outsiders suffer dumb losses, such as this little girl today.

From the girl's staccato narration, Smaer probably learned that she had only selected a beautiful animal bone bracelet at the stall owner's stall at first, but the stall owner found the blue whale ball she was wearing around her neck, so the stall owner was moved to think crookedly.

The stall owner encouraged the little girl to show the blue whale ball to herself, saying that he also had an identical blue whale ball, and he had always wanted to identify how much his blue whale ball was worth, and wanted to find a reference. If the little girl is willing to help him and lend him a look, he will give the little girl five bracelets of animal bones.

The little girl was still a little hesitant, but because she saw that the stall owner had a kind face and a very gentle voice, and the stall owner's stall also had a lot of precious materials, even her own blue whale balls had two, so she thought that this stall owner should not deceive herself for this little thing.

Just when she was still a little hesitant, the stall owner had already taken the initiative to hand five beast bone bracelets to her, and the little girl looked at these good-looking bracelets, and was even more moved, and still agreed to give the blue whale ball to the stall owner for identification.

Who knew that after the stall owner took his blue whale ball into the appraisal, he returned a fake blue glass ball to himself.

As soon as the little girl got the fake blue whale ball, she found out that something was wrong, and immediately found the stall owner to theorize, saying that it was not her blue whale ball, but of course the stall owner would not admit it, and said that all the blue whale balls here were real, and the little girl's was fake, just wanted to come over to slander people, and wanted to deceive her real blue whale ball.

The little girl couldn't argue, but the stall owner called the people around her to help, accusing and threatening the little girl, and making her angry and crying.

Now, when Smaer appeared, the little girl stopped crying, thinking that someone would come to her aid.

But when the little girl saw the comer, and heard the creep's horrible laughter, and saw his face......

She cried even harder......

"You can prove a fart! Tell your boy, don't be nosy, get out of here if you know each other! A strong man with a tattoo of a skull scolded.

Smal didn't explain, he was still laughing, and everyone suddenly became very angry because they were taunted by the laughing effect.

To be precise, even the little girl felt that Smer was very hateful at the moment, and even a little bit of hatred with others, but her reason was still telling her that Smer was on her side, but it looked a bit like a mental illness.

"Grass your uncle, you kid is still laughing, what a fucking beating!"

A big man with a scarface couldn't help it anymore and threw a punch at Smail, who was still laughing weirdly.

Smal didn't dodge, and with the effect of the laughter, he just wanted to build up his strength with the attacks of these weaklings.

"Bang ......"

After the punch, Smael's body tilted slightly, but he did not fall and did not appear to be injured.

The scar-faced man was also slightly stunned, Smal just protected his glasses with one hand, and did not fight back, nor did he take the scar-faced man's attack seriously, still grinning.

The scar-faced man felt a little strange, he was still a little confident in his strength, but why did his punching bag-sized fist smash on this green-haired boy as if it had hit a ball of cotton?

After receiving this punch, Smal smiled and gestured a middle finger, touched the strong man's head with disdain, and said to the others:

"Hee-hee-hee, are you coquettish with me? Little brother? ”

This time, not only the scar-faced man, but everyone else was furious, including the stall owner, who were all enraged by Smail's angry ridicule, and surrounded Smael, punching and kicking wildly.

However, to the surprise of these people, Smail only covered his head and kept laughing, but he had no intention of resisting, and he did not seem to be seriously harmed.

What's even more strange is that some of them have keenly felt that a wonderful change seems to have taken place in the air around them, as if there is a power rippling and spreading, as if there are a pair of invisible hands caressing around, very strange.

Of course, they didn't see that there was a constant generation of power around Smail's body, converging into his body. And these abusers can't believe that they can come to the abandoned land of this water city to treasure treasures!

You know, most of the people in the city or outside the city are scornful of this kind of place.

This slum is a small area set aside by the city lord to house refugees and the homeless poor, and it has a very high density of people and has the highest crime rate. It is full of dirty deals, and the vigilantes have little or no influence on the security situation.

Of course, there have indeed been capable people in this place, and some have even cultivated through hard work or other means from this slum, but these people will soon leave this place.

So far, only one person who has cultivated to become an ability has remained in the slums, his name is Miyahei, a young man who ate a devil fruit at the age of 19 and became a person of ability.

Since then, Gong Ping has made a name for himself in the slums, and his strength has soared, unifying the underground gangs here and setting three rules that anyone who violates will be punished by him. In a sense, he replaced the patrol and became the administrator of this area, and the city lord also acquiesced to his existence, and even secretly supported him to become the mayor of the district.

As the name suggests, Gongping people are fair and upright, chivalrous, and it is precisely because of this that they are supported by these poor people in the slums and have become the spokesmen of order here, so that although the supper-class people who do evil are still doing dirty things, they are carried out under certain constraints, so as not to affect the normal life of the poor.

For example, these stall owners, although they extort and rob property, they generally do not beat or harm those outsiders, and it is also because they are restricted by the three rules of Gong Ping.

At this moment, these people are all tired, and the fists of several guys are even swollen.

However, Smer's laughter had not stopped, but he had already been beaten to the ground.

Smaer had his head in his hands, his clothes torn, revealing his bony body and his hair torn up, but he was still smiling, laughing endlessly.

"Damn...... This grandson must be mentally ill, a madman! Damn it......," the strong man with the skeleton tattoo panted.

"Yes, he's too resistant to beating, he's not afraid of pain at all, he must be a madman!" Another strong man also complained.

"Well, huh...... Leave him alone, let's do what we have to do! It's scattered, and you, don't cry here. Little girl, if you don't get out again, we'll drag you into the little dark room! The stall owner threatened.

The girl sobbed, glared at the men, gritted her teeth, and although she still looked at the blue whale ball with reluctance, she was ready to flee.

At this moment, Smail, who was squatting on the ground, slowly stood up.

Everyone was a little surprised and focused their eyes on him, they didn't expect this guy to be so seriously injured that he still had the strength to stand up, it was a bit incredible.

I saw Smaer, who staggered to his feet, gasping for breath, the corners of his mouth still smiling, his transluminating mirror had been shattered, and pieces of glass fell to the ground one after another, gradually revealing his beastly red pupils.

Smaer threw away the frame, the corners of his blood-stained mouth slowly rose to an exaggerated arc, and asked with a sly smile:

"Hey, hey, hey, hey...... Didn't I just say that I was going to prove that the wrecking ball was hers, and I haven't started to prove it yet...... Why are you all leaving? ”