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"Hehe, finally I can have a full meal!"
"According to your appetite, if we don't catch a few Bounty criminals, we may have to imitate pirates and eat for free."
Even though Nami said this, his hand had already turned the steering wheel, causing Black Cat to slowly approach the huge ship like a castle on the sea - the sea restaurant Baratie.
In East Blue, this ship is somewhat famous. After all, these days: you can make a fortune by shipping, and you can plunder by being a pirate... You can make more money than running a restaurant at sea.
What's not good about it, why do you want to run a catering business in a **?
"Ah hahaha - we are pirates! Why do pirates have to pay to eat?"
Arrogant laughter suddenly exploded, followed by a loud bang, and something was torn open on the side of the restaurant.
The fire broke out and thick smoke billowed. The diners scrambled and rushed out of the hall door, jumping onto their boats in panic and turning the helm to escape.
Mixed in with the confusion is "Not paid yet!"
The roar made the three people watching speechless for a moment.
"Thunderbolt·Rain!"
The crackling sound rent the air.
Lightning Flash is like a giant python tearing apart the sky and smashing into the sea one after another.
The salty foam mixed with the burning smell splashed onto the deck, and the diners who were about to unmoor and flee froze in place.
"The account hasn't been settled yet."
The young man standing on the bow of the ship had a smiling voice.
Before he could finish his words, lightning had torn apart the rain curtain.
When everyone saw clearly, he had already stepped onto the creaking wooden planks of the sea restaurant.
Next to the mast of another ship, the orange-haired Girl tapped his knuckles on the barrel of the gun.
"What are you looking at?"
"When you eat, you have to leave something behind."
The originally panicked crowd gradually squatted back to the side of the boat.
It's not that they really want to renege, but when the blade is pressed against their necks, their legs always move faster than their brains.
"Don't do it--"
The crisp sound of exploding wooden windows cut off the shouts.
A figure smashed into the glass and flew backwards, and was caught by the young man who landed on the ground.
"... Thank you."
The person who was stopped was a young man wearing Suit.
Sanji was soaked by the rain, and a strand of curly hair on her right forehead curled into a spiral shape against her skin.
He hurriedly stood up and nodded to the young man.
"Interesting."
The boy let go of his hand and glanced at the hole made by the opponent.
"You can obviously beat me, but you are thrown out."
The young man wearing Suit coughed twice and wiped blood from the corner of his mouth with his knuckles.
"I'm just a cook."
After saying that, he turned around and rushed back to the restaurant, spreading his arms to block a group of people holding knives.
His voice was raised very high, but he couldn't suppress his trembling.
"Everyone, bleeding cannot buy a full stomach..."
The roar of laughter erupted.
"Is the cook scared out of his wits?"
"Bleeding blood cannot buy you a full stomach, but it can buy you not having to pay!"
The tip of the knife and the muzzle of the gun shone into a cold light under the oil lamp, pointing at the young man and at the cooks behind him who were holding kitchen knives and fire guns.
The intention was obvious - they planned to pay for this meal with something else.
In this sea, it is common to flip the table and leave.
If things don't go your way, it's not uncommon to even burn the stove.
"Stop looking down on others."
A deep voice sounded from behind the young man.
The thick-haired strong man carried a short cannon on his shoulder and pointed the muzzle at the restless crowd on the opposite side.
It was this dark iron pipe that made the curse still linger between my lips and teeth.
But everyone knows that the confrontation cannot last long.
The attackers armed with inferior weapons had already begun to lick their chapped lips and their eyes rolled around in the dim light.
The sparks have already landed on the lead line, only a gust of wind is missing.
"Let's talk."
Sanji The young man is still working hard, his voice was muffled by the rain, "Without Beli, I can still use my strength to pay off the debt..."
Suit The boy opened his arms and stood in the middle. Sanji glowed faintly under the chandelier in the restaurant.
He tried to calm down the confrontation with words, with an almost innocent persistence in his voice.
But the pirates surrounding him just grinned, showing their teeth stained yellow by tobacco, and no one took his words seriously.
Only the people wearing White Uniform behind him tensed their shoulders, and some people lowered their voices and shouted:
"Get out of the way, Sanji."
"It's time to give them a taste of the after-dinner treat--"
Bang!
When the gunfire exploded, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.
The tension of the confrontation was pierced by the sharp sound, and a certain pirate's finger unconsciously pulled the trigger.
**Tear the air apart, causing the upper body of blond-haired boy blocking the front to lean back violently.
On the deck of Black Cat, Nami looked down through the broken doorway.
The barrel of the Flintlock Pistol gun in her hand was still slightly warm.
The moment she saw the boy being shot, she frowned.
What an idiot - she thought silently.
If pirates can be made to put down their weapons just by talking, what more navy and hunters are needed on this sea?
However, the next second, the boy who should have fallen down trembled and bent over.
He reached out and wiped his forehead. What he found in his palm was not brains, but thick blood and a twisted metal block.
Deformed warhead?
"Why... why don't you just want to talk about it--"
The young man raised his head and roared from deep in his throat.
He clenched his fist, and the bullet in his palm began to melt, mixed with blood dripping from between his fingers.
There were garbled shouts in the restaurant, "Here we go again!"
"Back off, Sanji is going out of control!"
The young man slapped him on the waist.
Tsk--
Metallic liquid splashed out from the gap in his belt, quickly spread and solidified on his body, and outlined a dark, close-fitting armor.
Immediately after the figure flashed, several armed pirates jumped into the air without warning.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
As if being hit by an invisible heavy hammer, the muffled sounds of broken bones exploded one after another.
Those pirates didn't even have time to scream, they spit out blood and flew out, knocking over a bunch of tables and chairs.
"Death!!"
Crazy roars vibrated in the air.
The pirate captain's pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly pulled a subordinate beside him to block him.
Crack - the crisp sound of the neck bone breaking, the captain had used the force to jump back, raised the gun, aimed, and pulled the trigger at the same time, his movements were as smooth as if he had practiced it thousands of times.
But the moment before he pulled the trigger, a hand covered with black armor had already grasped the barrel of the gun.
The five fingers were tightened, and the iron sheet shrank like soft mud.
Bang!
The barrel of the gun exploded and fragments flew out.
A sharp piece of metal wedged into the captain's eye socket, and he fell backwards without even a grunt.
But the black shadow had long since disappeared, so fast that even the flying debris couldn't catch up.
"Die to me!!"
Pfft.
There was a muffled sound, and the chest of a knife-wielding pirate suddenly dented, with blood holes in Pierce's back.
Before the blood and minced meat were spilled, the black shadow had already pounced on the next target.
There were sounds of bones breaking, flesh and blood tearing, bodies falling to the ground... In just a few breaths, the pirates who had been shouting just now collapsed to the ground in various twisted postures.
"Let's all die--"
The roar echoed in the restaurant where cups and plates were scattered, mixed with Bloodthirsty anger, and lingered for a long time.
When the sea breeze carried the salty smell into the restaurant, the sound of metal clashing and roaring suddenly stopped.
The Raiderss who originally had the upper hand fell in a pool of blood, while the figure of Sanji, who a moment ago was trying his best to dissuade the conflict, was now lifting the last pirate off the ground.
The black Raid Suit outlines a tight arc, and the edges of the mask are stained with wet blood.
"Don't... don't come here!"
The pirate who was slumped on the ground kicked his legs and rubbed back, making a harsh scraping sound on the deck.
But a dark shadow has enveloped him - five fingers like iron clasped his ankles, lifting his whole body up in the air.
Just when the bones were about to break, another hand grasped the wrist.
"Let go."
The boy in the black cloak turned his head suddenly, and stared at the blocker with his bloodshot eyes above the mask.
Murderous aura mixed with tears formed contradictory lines on his face. "Are you one of them too?"
"Luffy, bounty hunter."
Straw Hat The boy shook his head and looked at the other person's trembling shoulders - there were pink and white powder there, like crushed petals. "It's not him I want to save,"
He said, "It's you."
"For a guy who cries and takes people's lives at the same time, don't hold on."
A muffled gasp came from under the mask.
His fingers suddenly let go, and the pirate fell to the ground limply.
The young man in black staggered back, hugging his head and curling up, as if the violent body just now did not belong to him. "Here we go again... I... again..."
He muttered incoherently, "I shouldn't be alive..."
Luffy tilted his head and looked at him.
From dissuasion to massacre to collapse, the transition was dizzyingly fast.
But the next second, Luffy grinned.
"You look so cool after your transformation!"
He took a step forward, Straw Hat cast a swaying shadow in the light coming from the window lattice, "It's decided, come to my boat!"
Only then did several men in aprons surround him with weapons.
They escorted the young man in black to the rear. One of them, Cook, with a gray beard, turned to Luffy without putting down the kitchen knife in his hand. "Thank you for stopping him."
But Sanji is our Cook and will not follow you."
He kicked the unconscious pirate at his feet, "These scum count as your bounty, please leave now."
Luffy sat down on the overturned wine barrel. "I'm here to eat."
He patted his belly, his smile not diminishing.
At the railing on the second floor, Yonji Swordsman folded his arms and watched all this.
When Luffy jumped up, he raised his eyebrows and said, "So, you have taken a fancy to that crazy boy?"
"He is awesome Cook!"
Luffy's eyes lit up, "I have to have him join--"
"I disagree."
Zoro is decisive.
Outside the window, dusk is swallowing the horizon.
Footsteps sounded on the deck.
The figure holding the dinner plate stopped at the table.
Sanji shimmered under the lights in the restaurant, and the uncontrollable anger he had previously felt had faded from him, as if it had never existed.
He gently placed the porcelain plate in his hand on the wooden table, making a subtle knocking sound when the porcelain bottom came into contact with the wood grain.
"Thank you for what happened just now."
His voice was steady, with a deliberately maintained sense of etiquette.
His eyes passed over the three people at the table in turn, and finally fell on the food. "Please use."
The first person to pick up the tableware was the orange-haired Navigator.
She cut off a small piece and put it into her mouth, then paused.
Immediately afterwards, she leaned back into the chair, her eyes widened slightly, the hand holding the fork stopped in mid-air, and it took a while before she breathed out.
Yonji and Swordsman did not speak, but their chewing speed slowed down significantly.
He stared at the remaining food on the plate for two seconds before raising his eyes and briefly commenting. "Not bad."
The boy wearing Straw Hat had already buried his face into the plate, and a muffled voice came from the pile of food. "That's why I have to have him--"
Blond-haired boy did not answer the call.
He lowered his gaze, looked at his neatly manicured nails, and was silent for a few seconds.
In the restaurant, there was only the distant sound of waves lapping against the hull of the ship, and the occasional soft sound of knives and forks touching porcelain plates.
"You saw it too,"
He finally spoke, his voice lowered, "There's something in my body... that's not stable."
You never know when it will get out of control.
So,"
He raised his eyes and looked directly at the Straw Hat boy, "I can't go with you."
"I disagree."
The answer came so quickly, almost without thinking.
Blond-haired boy frowned and looked at the other party's natural face.
"How old are you?"
"I'm younger than you anyway!"
This conversation made Navigator next to him roll his eyes.
She put down her knife and fork, and the metal collided with the porcelain with a crisp sound. "Why are you putting on airs?"
She whispered, "We are serious."
Blond-haired boy has turned around.
Suit The hem of the coat drew an arc when he turned around. "If you want to eat, you are always welcome."
He turned his back to them and said, with no emotion in his voice. "If you want to find a companion, please ask Gao Ming."
His footsteps gradually faded away and disappeared behind the door at the other end of the restaurant.
"What attitude."
Navigator crossed his arms, his expression not very good.