Chapter Ninety-Eight: Trafalgaro
January of the thirteenth year of the era of the sea pirates.
North Sea.
On a large island, the center of the island was occupied by the nobility and the upper class, and the outer layer was separated by a large wall.
In a corner of the outer slums, or deep in a gloomy alleyway of the country's dark subterranean world, a boy in a hat is walking forward with a package on his back.
Trafalgar, Ro.
The superhuman Surgical Fruit Ability, the second generation of the Don Quixote family, broke away from the Don Quixote family at the age of thirteen and wandered into the underground world of the North Sea, three months before the age of sixteen.
He hadn't taken two steps before Luo suddenly stopped and looked ahead.
"Hey, have you been discovered?"
Deep in the alleyway ahead, a voice came out with a hint of surprise after noticing that the boy seemed to be standing still.
Seven or eight dark shadows soon appeared in the depths of the alleyway, walking towards Luo's location, and at the same time, someone from behind the alleyway also came out and blocked him in the center.
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Luo, who was still immature, did not show any panic in the face of everyone's surrounding, but said with a calm face: "I'm sorry, I won't go to the clinic today, if there are injuries, try to delay until tomorrow." β
The slums of this country are full of gangs, extremely chaotic, and dead people are common, not to mention broken arms and legs, etc., Luo has been here for more than half a year, and has been wandering in the underground world here after taking the broken arm for one person and charging a lot of medical fees.
However.
The people who appear today are not here to seek treatment.
Dr. Lado...... No, Trafalgaro, this is your real name, and it is remarkable that you have a wonderful hand in medicine at a young age, but unfortunately, I am not here to seek healing. β
The first man in the darkness showed his face, a murderous face with scars on his face, and only one eye, and his one-eyed stared at Luo, revealing a glimmer of gaze as if he was looking at some precious treasure.
He grinned, revealing an expression that looked extremely murderous although it was a smile, and said, "The Don Quixote family bid 100 million Baileys to buy you in the underground world, so in order to avoid suffering, you can honestly come with us." β
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The moment he heard the word Don Quixote, Luo's face lowered slightly, and the brim of his hat covered his face, and he could not see his expression that had become extremely cold and depressed.
With one hand, he took off the demon knife on his back, almost the same height as him, and cried, "I see, but this hundred million Bailey is not so easy to take." β
Relative.
The one-eyed man with a scar-faced face snorted, didn't put such a young ghost as Luo in his eyes, and waved his hand directly at the two subordinates next to him.
The two subordinates grinned and walked towards Luo, with such a high bounty of 100 million Baileys, they might be able to share hundreds of thousands of Baileys afterwards, and they were naturally a little excited in their hearts.
However.
At the moment when they walked towards Luo, Luo pulled out the ghost cry with one hand, and the five fingers of the other hand opened in the void, and the translucent cover appeared from his palm, and then suddenly enlarged.
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"Slaughterhouse!"
Laugh at!
Almost instantly, Luo's body suddenly swapped places with one of the people present, and the demon knife in his hand cried out mercilessly, cutting several people around him into pieces in an instant.
And the strange thing is that there was no blood flowing from the pieces, and the people who were cut into pieces also let out a scream of horror, looking at their bodies that had been dismantled in eight pieces.
"Dead, I'm dead!"
"The body was cut off...... What's going on......"
In the midst of the screams, someone found that they seemed to be conscious, but they could not control the severed body, and the horror subsided slightly, but it was replaced by horror.
No wonder a little ghost can make the Don Quixote family offer a reward of 100 million Baileys!
"Devil Fruit ......"
Looking at his subordinates, there was a scene of different heads in an instant, and the one-eyed scar man was also shocked, his pupils shrank slightly, and he muttered to himself in a low tone.
"No wonder the Don Quixote family will offer a reward of 100 million, it turns out to be a Devil Fruit ability, but even if it is an ability, it is just a little ghost!"
He snorted coldly, pulled out a strange weapon with three blades from somewhere, and his figure flashed, and suddenly rushed towards Luo, and the weapon in his hand stabbed Luo's shoulder violently.
He planned to incapacitate Luo first, after all, the Don Quixote family wanted the living, not the dead, and the dead could not get 100 million Baileys.
However.
Luo faced his stab, but he turned his head indifferently, and the ghost cry in his hand suddenly swept away, passing him in an instant.
Silently, his upper and lower bodies separated from the center and fell heavily to the ground of the street.
Laugh at! Laugh at!
Luo didn't wait for the rest of the people to react, and at an extremely fast speed, he flashed several times in the field, dismantling all the remaining people into pieces, cutting them into pieces of stumps and broken arms, and scattering them all over the ground.
After defeating all the more than ten people present, Luo stopped, and a trace of sweat overflowed on his forehead, for him who is not yet sixteen years old now, it is obviously not easy to perform the fruits of the operation.
"I hope you can drag it out until the doctor shows up."
Luo indifferently glanced at the pile of stumps and severed arms on the ground and the frightened head on his face, and the ghost cry in his hand slashed at the walls on both sides of the street, cutting the base of a building next to him and destroying it, and then put the ghost cry into the sheath, and turned around calmly.
Bang!
Behind him, the building collapsed, and all kinds of panic and screams came to an abrupt end.
Luo didn't look back, and before being surrounded by people who rushed to hear the news, he calmly left the street and walked into another dark alleyway.
And just as he was almost about to pass through this dark alleyway, a strange voice suddenly came from behind him, almost close to his body.
"Ho ho ho ho ...... Found you. β
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Almost instantly, a creepy feeling eroded Luo's whole body, making his spine cold and his hairs standing on end.
His pupils contracted violently, and he slammed forward without hesitation, rolling several times in a row, and rushing out of a distance of ten meters, before turning his head to look behind.
Over there.
A little further back from where he had been standing, a strange man with a white complexion, wearing a top hat and holding a red wooden staff, was smiling at him.
ββ¦β¦ Who are you. β
Luo showed an unprecedented look of vigilance, and the whole person looked at Lafitte as if he was facing a great enemy, and one hand pressed on the hilt of Ghost Cry, pulling out Ghost Cry slightly.
How exactly this man appeared, he barely noticed it, and he still appeared at such a close distance, which means that if the person in front of him did something to him just now, he would not have any power to resist!
"It doesn't matter who I am, it's ...... We, Captain, want to see you. β
Lafitte shrugged, still with that eerie smile on her face.