Volume 2 The Flame of Youth Chapter 40 The Conceited Man
The broad back of the knife was casually placed on his shoulder, and Gorakhi, who had reached a private agreement, left the pirate leader with a servile face behind him, and walked out of the room alone, striding with his head held high, until he could no longer hear the heavy steps in the distance, and the relieved leader put away his flattery and spat fiercely at the door, swordsman dignity? Don't laugh too much, you're not a hypocrite driven by money.
The battle on the deck is coming to an end, Luo leans against the wall very casually, around him, there are some funny new species that have been divided and reorganized, and their eyes are full of confusion and hesitation, let's call them "humans", although Luo's surroundings are clean and clean, not as full of flesh and blood as Lacis, but it is weird and unbelievable, and the "new humans" who are humming and chirping on the ground are constantly tormenting the nerves of the remnants, and it is obvious that no one will bravely choose to step forward to try the knife. On the other side, Lasis, who had left a stump and broken wrist, simply sat on the edge of the boat with his ankle resting on his thigh, took out his GB that he swept from the Fire Nation fleet, and focused on playing the side-scrolling Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, pressing the AB button cracklingly, and scolding from time to time. The bored Evita squatted on the ground, looking at the sky with her hands on her cheeks, not knowing what to think, stunned, and only Ace was still there shouting to clean up the remaining remnants, like an old cat catching mice, catching one by one, venting excess energy, some slippery pirates had already jumped into the sea, and walked away, betrayal? No, no, one's own life is the most important thing, betrayal and deception, plunder and violence, this is the real world of the pirates, like the "Whitebeard" pirates' "big family" model of mutual harmony and unity and friendship, not nothing, but quite rare, destined to be just a short-lived and wonderful model.
The situation was already settled for Lasis and them.
Lasis is the same as Ace, he is also energetic, but he usually behaves a little lazy, and he did not suffer less in order to lay a solid foundation when he was young, and when he became an adult, he probably wanted to make up for all the fun lost in his childhood, and make up for his regrets.
The guy who can survive the cruel survival of the fittest in the sea always has some outstanding strengths, at least the sixth sense of danger is far more predictable than others, Lasis is so, so is Luo, the magical sixth sense that has been exercised for a long time makes Luo make an evasive action at the first moment, and he rolled out to the side with force, and the wall that he was leaning on just now, suddenly pierced a sharp blade from behind the wall.
Luo Mao bent his waist, his eyes staring at the cold blade without blinking, allowing the wound on his temple to bleed down his cheek.
Walking on the stairs, with the excellent perception peculiar to swordsmen, Gorahi was keenly aware of the enemy leaning against the other side of the wall, who seemed to be a little lax, and tentatively picked up the knife in his hand and slammed it through the wall.
Glacy, who was originally going to stab directly into the back of the head, withdrew the long knife, thought about it for a while, changed to a businessman's face, and looked back at the people downstairs with great merit and shouted: "I said who is that, 500 gold coins are a bit of a loss for a head, and I want 800!" ”
"Okay, okay, whatever you want!"
The form is stronger than people, and they have to bow their heads, and the cadres who are taking care of themselves downstairs alone are ready to take out some private money from their pockets to make subsidies, you know, if their boss comes back and finds that his hometown has been copied by someone, his anger is just imagination makes people shudder, and the cadres who stayed behind suddenly feel sad that there is no one in the world who is more tragic than himself, originally he thought that it was a good errand to be able to stay at home without having to fight with the king of the country of fire, and indeed, "black gold" Before going up the mountain, maybe it was just a very whim appointment that countless envious and jealous eyes gathered naked on his body, making his face beaming with pride, who knew that there were 4 crazy people who didn't know which corner ran out of the way to destroy this comfort, the cadres who stayed behind didn't think about reporting the name of their boss first, trying to "communicate" first, and then looking back and thinking about it in the long run, but what responded to him was a freckled face with a powerful uppercut, and the liver and gall were broken, At that time, he had the absurd illusion that the delicious camel meat he had eaten in Alabastan a few days ago had vomited out of his stomach, and when he flew out, he repeatedly asked himself in his heart, isn't our boss a 270 million "supernova"? Isn't this the weakest part of the East China Sea? Isn't it said that all the land in the East China Sea is scum? Don't they all say that the East China Sea is the most peaceful? How can you say that war is war, and there is not even a reason to declare belli? In the end, with his rude head, which is not very substantial, he concludes a plausible conclusion - the world is really fucking crazy, just like the world under Balzac's brushstrokes.
The tall and burly Gorakhi stepped out of the dark cabin and stepped into everyone's eyes.
The pirates who persevered to the end obviously showed a relieved expression, and Lacis, who saw it in his eyes, casually threw the GB in his hand to Evita, who was squatting at his feet, and smiled with interest: "A rare black samurai? Well, it looks like there's finally a hard one to do. ”
"Samurai? Are you from Heguo? Gorarchie asked, surprised.
"Samurai" is actually the swordsman referred to by the public, but it is a unique name within the country, that country is the same as the dragon country suspected of being Lacis's hometown, it is a closed country, never accepts outsiders, and is one of the few countries that wanders outside the "world union", because the swordsmen called "samurai" are all strong in martial arts, legend has it that even the navy can not get close there, and the probability of being able to see a wandering and national people in the East China Sea is no less than witnessing the peerless face of the "One Piece Empress" on the great route.
"No, no." Lassis shook his hand and smiled, "I just think 'samurai' is more pleasant." ”
Gorakhi showed a look of regret, "It's a pity, I've always wanted to see the superb swordsmanship of the 'samurai' of Wakoku. ”
Lassis kindly explained: "Then you should try your luck at Seymour Zhiji, although most of them are flashy, but there is a dojo called 'Yixin', which definitely comes from the swordsmanship inheritance of Heguo." ”
"Hey, aren't you 'leading the water'? Anyway, Mr. Kojiro is half of my teacher. Ace, who was on the side, finally stopped the boring cat scratching rat and interjected dissatisfiedly.
In the face of Ace's dissatisfaction, Lasis smiled casually: "Ah, then you must also have the ability to get out of here alive!" ”
The conceited man remains conceited.
PS: The third volume will be updated in the vertical and horizontal.