One Piece: Fists of the Quartet

Chapter 151 Occupation
Fat Dior has been called a monster since he was a child, but it has become more frequent this year.

Those people would call him a monster since he was born as a child.

For example, when he was born, he weighed ten kilograms, and those people would call him a monster.

He carried a wagon all by himself, and those people would call him a monster.

He helped move the stone, and they called it that too.

Gradually, he stopped helping and got used to blocking these voices.

Later, fewer and fewer people called him a monster, and those people started calling him trash.

Said that he would eat up the family and eat up his father.

At first, he would go to ask his mother foolishly if he really ate his father away.

Mom touched his head and didn't speak.

Until now, he still doesn't understand, is that man really eaten by him?
But then he was called a monster again.

Because of the arrival of that group of people, I was called a monster, but no one would call me a waste. I heard that my mother lived well there, and the rest of the people respected him very much.

As for yourself?

Fat Dior didn't feel anything. He couldn't get enough to eat before, and he can't get enough to eat now. He used to work and now he works.

There is no difference.

Fat Dioli's mind was in a mess because of the name of the monster mentioned by the man in front of him.

After standing there in a daze for a few minutes, Dio realized that he should go to work.

"You go quickly."

Dio raised his fat face and thought for a while, then said to Zhang Youli.

"Those people are bad people. Don't get caught by them. If you are caught, you won't be able to run away."

"I have to dig mines, I have to swing a hoe, I am very tired, and I still can't eat enough."

Dio said truthfully.

He didn't know the person in front of him, so he probably came from outside.

And the man seems pretty handsome.

I don't remember who said a word to him, it seems to be a little boy.

He said: "If handsome people like us have to work, the gods will cry, right?"

He doesn't know who the god is, but he doesn't want people to cry.

If doing this can stop the god from crying, his mother will support him, right?

Fat Dior thought so, walked up to Zhang Youli, and picked him up.

……

Can't hold it.

Fat Dio opened his eyes wide.

Except for the big mountain at the gate of the village, there is nothing he can't hold up to now.

Holding his breath, Fat Dior exerted all his strength, and the hairs on his fat arms stood upside down, but the person in front of him didn't change at all.

At an angle he couldn't see, the man's thighs trembled.

"Hey, are you afraid of them?"

Fat Dior heard the people in front say so.

"call!"

Fat Dior let go of his hand, staggered back two steps, blushing.

"Don't be afraid."

"Then why don't you go?"

Fat Dio scratched his head, and replied honestly.

"Their captain can fight me for half a day. At that time, the rest of our village can't stop them."

"Ah...that's it."

"Then can you beat their captain?"

Fat Dior also forgot that it is his working time now, but it doesn't matter, he often goes.

"I'm sure I can beat him. I haven't met anyone I can't beat!"

Fat Dior lowered his head and looked at the "little guy" in front of him unconvinced.

Then, his eyes widened a lot because he heard the man say that.

"If I take care of those people, can you take care of their captain?"

Fat Dior stood there in a daze, looking at the little man in front of him.

As mentioned before, Fat Dior is just doing the same job day after day, anyway, life now is similar to the past.

Occasionally Fat Dior would have this thought.

If he could kill that person, he would be able to live with his mother instead of seeing him only once a month, right?
But then the idea was suppressed by him again.

He didn't want to go back to the old life where he was laughed at every day, and his mother was laughed at when he went out.

At least here, no one will yell at me and call me a piece of shit.

He could not say these words to those people, nor to the people in the village.

But, is it okay to talk to this person in front of you?
Fat Dior bent down, approached Zhang Youli's ear, and whispered.

"I'll tell you something, and you keep it secret for me."

The man nodded, and Fat Dior felt relieved.

For some reason, he felt that the people in front of him were very close, even closer than those little friends.

Maybe it's because those friends don't really want to be his friends.

Fat Dior thought so, and seriously told the person in front of him what he thought.

Unexpectedly, the man really thought about it, and then said to him.

"Well then, you come with me, I'll guarantee you a full meal, how about it."

Fat Dio opened his eyes wide.

"That's not okay, my mother is still here."

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"Grass!"

Cousy covered his mouth, looked at the gloating Femio, and licked the blood from his mouth.

"I think you are a bit dissatisfied? Femio?"

Femio shrugged his shoulders, the tears in the corners of his eyes were about to be suppressed, but he tried his best to cover his mouth to prevent himself from laughing out loud.

After holding it in for a long time, Femio watched Cousy's gradually darkening face, but finally he couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud.

"Hahahahaha, hiccup, uh..."

Femio's laughter gradually stopped, his face slowly elongated, and he looked behind Cousy dumbfounded.

Tick.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Cousy's face, Cousy didn't turn around, his legs were a little numb.

The last time he felt this way was when he was 12 years old when he met a tiger alone on the mountain.

rub--

Kuina and Dao Si drew out the knives in their hands, and took them back again.

Robin's hands crossed on his chest were also put down.

Obato's body also relaxed.

While clenching his fists secretly, Cousy suddenly noticed the faces of his companions.

Cousy's fist loosened again and looked down.

"Hey, Captain, is this a giant race? This is the first time I've seen a giant race!"

Femio was the first to break the silence, and he stepped forward with an excited face.

And Cousy turned around too.

In front of him was a big meatball that was more than twice as tall as him, and behind the meatball was the captain.

Zhang Youli walked out from behind Fat Dior slowly, his clothes were stained with some blood.

"Okay, put away your cannibalism."

Zhang Youli patted Fat Dior's waist.

"Oh."

Fat Dior replied honestly, his simple and honest look returned to his face, and the fierce aura disappeared again.

Zhang Youli glanced at his crew members and nodded in satisfaction.

It's all pretty good.

"Let me introduce the new member, Dio."

Zhang Youli patted Dior's big belly and grinned.

"Now, it's time for revenge, let's go."

Femio's face fell because the captain ignored him.

(End of this chapter)