One Piece Tulip Family

It has been more than a month since the rebellion of the Flower Country Spring Festival. As time passed, some well-informed forces have gradually obtained detailed information about the rebellion that day.

Knowing that even the rebellion launched by the powerful Hatoba, who is as powerful as the Vice Admiral of the Navy Headquarters, was suppressed by King Standing, all the forces couldn't help but look at the Kingdom of Flowers in their hearts, and they were also jealous of the Kingdom of Flowers having a super strong man like Qingjiao.

At the same time, they also talked a lot about the mysterious wood-type ability user who could cover the entire battlefield with one blow and easily control the situation of the battle. Unfortunately, they couldn't get any news about him, so they had to secretly guess that it was King Standing's unknown trump card.

There is a huge luxury building near the pier area on O'Hara Island. It is the arms factory of the Sicilian family. It is heavily guarded and fortified. More than a thousand elite gangsters of the Sicilian family are stationed here to ensure the normal progress of the family's arms trade.

At this time, in a villa in the residential area of ​​the Arsenal, Borg, the Sicilian family's leader in O'Hara, was carefully reviewing the documents in his hand.

He is about 20 years old, wearing a neat black suit, with a neat bow tie at the neckline, handsome face, fair skin, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed round-rim glasses, and holding a lady's cigarette with green smoke between his slender fingers. He looks like a nobleman, not a gang member at all.

"This is the information about the Tulip family you have collected?"

Borg threw the information in his hand on the table in front of him, frowned slightly, and said with some dissatisfaction, "Aside from knowing that they appeared once in Kuye Town and taught a group of gangsters who just joined the family, there is no other detailed news?"

"I'm so sorry, Lord Borg."

The man in charge of intelligence scratched his head embarrassingly, with a bitter expression on his face, "I have tried my best, but there is really no more news about the Tulip family. Maybe they have never been active in Xihai, but most of our intelligence network is in Xihai."

"Forget it, it's really hard for you."

Borg waved his hand and signaled his subordinates to go out. He himself knew that the Sicilian family, as an indigenous force in the West Sea, spent all their energy on fighting for the resources of the West Sea. The power in other sea areas was too weak, and it was normal that they could not collect news about the Tulip family.

He raised his hand, took a puff of his cigarette, and then pressed the cigarette butt to death on a wanted reward warrant on the table, burning a hole in the photo on the wanted warrant on the table, which was clearly Satan's wanted warrant.

Then he said coldly: "Even if it is a supernova with a reward of over [-] million, I will let you know that this is the territory of Sicily."

Just when Borg was having a headache about the coming Tulip family, a boy suddenly came to the tavern street in the O'Hara Wharf area.

This is a little boy about ten years old. He wears a furry winter hat with leopard spots, a pair of short knee-length shorts with several large and small pockets, and a slightly loose white coat on his upper body.

His eyes have particularly personalized dark bags, his eyes are cold, his expression is indifferent, and he is walking slowly towards the tavern street, but the most shocking thing is that he is covered with bombs.

"Hey buddy, see that little guy over there looks weird!"

On Tavern Street, there are many thugs who have nothing to do all day long, drinking and having fun all day long. They want to have some fun from time to time. This strange boy quickly attracted the attention of several pirates. One of the pirates with a large wolf head tattoo on his shoulder bumped into his companion.

"Pooh!"

His companion spat, "It's nothing strange, it's just a hairy kid."

Then he glanced at his companion with a half-smile on his face, "You don't think the bomb on his body is real, do you?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The other pirates suddenly let out a burst of malicious laughter.

The pirates' laughter caught the young man's attention. He sneered, with a murderous look in his eyes, and walked straight towards the pirates, staring at them fiercely, "Idiot, what are you laughing at?"

"Ok?"

The pirate with the wolf head tattoo on his shoulder frowned, and dropped the wine bottle in his hand to the ground with a "snap", splashing the bright liquid all over the floor. He pointed at the boy and asked, "Little devil, who are you calling an idiot?"

"nonsense!"

The boy raised his head slightly, glanced contemptuously at the pirates in front of him, stretched out his hand and pointed them one by one, "You, you, you, and you, you are all idiots."

"court death!"

For these energetic pirates who have nowhere to vent, they usually have nothing to do and find something to have fun, not to mention being provoked by a little kid for no reason.

The pirate with the tattoo of a wolf's head was furious, and stretched out his big hand to grab the young man, intending to teach him a lesson he will never forget.

But his companions still spent their time drinking and chatting, their playful eyes were full of anticipation for a good show to happen, nonsense, dealing with a child, what could be unexpected.

However, at this moment, a cold light flashed suddenly, the bright red blood soared high, the outstretched arm of the pirate with the wolf head tattoo was suddenly broken in two, and the palm fell off.

"Ah, my hand..."

The pirate whose hand had been severed let out a miserable scream, and the pain that instantly spread throughout his body made his body tremble. He saw his palm fall to the ground, and a numbness invaded his whole body.

"What happened, what happened?"

The eyes of everyone around were wide open in shock, and some people even dropped the wine bottle unconsciously on the ground with a "snap".

It turned out that when the pirate reached out his hand, the boy also reached out and pulled out a scalpel from his coat pocket. Just when the pirate was about to grab him, the boy swung the knife and cut off the pirate's palm without hesitation.

"you you you……"

The pirate whose hand was severed pinched his blood gushing wrist, staggered on his feet, a little speechless, poor God, he just wanted to teach the young man a lesson, but he didn't expect the young man to use the knife.

"Hmph, trash!"

The young man snorted coldly, flicked the blood off the scalpel, and a cold light flashed on the long and narrow blade.

Immediately, under the shocked eyes of everyone, he rushed forward unexpectedly, and inserted the scalpel in his hand into the pirate's heart with precision.

"Heh...heh, cough..."

The pirate coughed twice, as if he wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, a large stream of blood spewed out, but he couldn't say anything, and fell down with his eyes dim.

The people around couldn't help but quietly backed away a few steps, looking at the boy as if they were staring at a wild beast.

It's not that they haven't killed people before. As desperadoes, none of them have experienced fighting. It's just that such a murder without warning makes people feel cold all over for no reason. What's more, the murderer is still a child.