Master of Power in One Piece World

Chapter 51 Isn't it common sense to shake someone to save someone?
"Chong"

Before everyone could think too much, Martin took the huge sword in his hand and slashed over.

Amidst the clinking of iron tools, rainwater oscillated out.

"Isn't it too enthusiastic?"

In the wide martial arts uniform, the dagger hidden in the sleeve was held by Ren in his hand, blocking the giant sword of the bald man in front of him, and the boy was a little distressed.

"What are you waiting for!"

Staring closely at the boy who was not as tall as his bastard, Martin roared angrily.

What are these idiots doing, watching a show!Still see the outsider is a young boy soft hearted.

Have they forgotten the lesson from last time?

Following Martin's scolding, the villagers behind him came to their senses one after another, brandished their weapons, and slashed at the boy.

"Swipe ~ brush ~"

After withdrawing and retreating, Ren, who dodged a few farm tools, became more and more speechless.

That silly [beep~] who wants to eat fruit!
"It seems that I want to say that I came with good intentions, but you don't believe it either?"

No one spoke, but the increasingly intensive attacks had responded to him.

"Alright alright"

He looked around, wearing a black coir raincoat, in the non-stop attack, the one who rushed to the front, the hideous bald head.

Ren shook his head helplessly.

What a hatred!
The boy put his wet hair back on his head, and a trace of seriousness flashed in his dark eyes.

It seems that only by beating them down can we communicate properly!
"Peng!"

With his feet firmly on his feet, Ren, who put away his dagger, dodged into the crowd.

Among this group of people, the bald man was a little threatening, and everyone else was no different from ordinary people who didn't know martial arts.

They are ordinary people, a group of ordinary people who want to protect their hometown.

"Whoo~"

Ren, looking around at the villagers lying on the ground howling, adjusted his own breathing.

The lung-warming mist was clearly visible in the rain.

"Not yet, it's not over yet"

With one arm leaning on the huge sword, the bald man stood up again unsteadily.

The giant sword in his hand could not be held firmly.Although the pain on his body could be resisted with willpower, it still affected his state after all.

Hearing the childish cries of pain around him, Martin turned his head and yelled, "Shut up whatever you shout."

"Have you forgotten those old guys who died tragically? The juniors are afraid of pain, are you old people also afraid?"

Looking at the bald uncle who was yelling at him, the boy covered his face.

Well, totally cast as the bad guy.

"You forget the dead"

"Peng!"

You'd better calm down for a while.

The boy who knocked the bald man out and supported him complained in his heart.

He could see that the residents of this island were xenophobic, and the outsider hurt them.

It also made these people hate foreigners even more.

Even if they were children like themselves, they held undisguised malice.

Under such circumstances, how could he let this uncle continue to fan the rest of the people.

"Light, Uncle Martin!"

As soon as the Santa Maria was put on boards, Heisenberg saw everyone lying there, as well as the big bald man who was caught by the boy.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't hurt everyone!"

Before he could get close, an angry questioning voice came over.

"I just let him calm down for a while"

Ren was helpless, although he knew that this idiot would not listen to any explanation.But it is necessary to say something.

Forget it, he didn't believe it.

He directly handed over the big man who was holding on to Heisenberg, and watched him hold it as soon as he came: "Look for yourself".

"Wake up, wake up, uncle! What's wrong with you?"

Kneeling on the ground, Heisenberg eagerly grabbed his friend's father's shoulder and began to shake.

?

Shouldn't you feel for his pulse?No matter how bad it is, you can test his breathing.

What's the matter with shaking all the time!

Is it a first aid procedure unique to this island? !
and!You are a little skinny chicken, how did you rock a big muscular bully? Hey!
"Oh, oh, it seems that Little Ren's communication was very unsuccessful."

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, Youquan and Ya, who walked down the wooden board, laughed.

Under the sound of raindrops ticking on the umbrella, the clogs under the feet are crisp.

"I"

"Don't explain! No one knows everything, understand, understand, hehehe~",
The little maid huddled beside Sister He Ya, dressed in a neat captain's attire, with a thick coat behind her.

It was rare to see her young master deflated, she put her hands on her hips and shook her head.I laughed very happily.

What are you happy about!We are a group, okay, do you think they only target me?
Ren felt weak for a while.Then he looked at Heisenberg who kept yelling 'wake up' at his feet.

".It's going on, it's okay to be shaken and have an accident.".

"Ahhh! Uncle Martin! Why did you just leave like this, in the future?"

Thinking of the life when he and Mayhew were beaten by him when they were young, the tearful Heisenberg was crying and suddenly froze.

Then he shook his head quickly.

Although the uncle likes to do it, he often beats himself.

But he is dead now, the bald head that the teacher called him a coward is dead!

How could I have such an idea!

For a moment, Heisenberg felt sad, and the crying became louder.

"Ahhh! Bald Martin! Don't leave us, that scoundrel Mayhew is still waiting for you to teach him a lesson. If you leave, I can't beat him."

For a moment, only his cries echoed in this simple little port.

The residents who were knocked to the ground and in pain were also a little speechless.

The younger ones also held back the pain in their bodies and stopped crying.

A little ashamed, she pulled the coir raincoat on her body.

It's okay to be easily solved by a child, but now she is still crying like this in front of outsiders.

Shame!

"Uh~"

Martin made a hoarse voice, and the images not long ago resurfaced in his mind.

Under the heavy blow on the back of the neck, his vision was blurred and his hands and feet were heavy.He could clearly feel that his head was getting dizzy.

The most profound impact was that fair little face with a bit of baby fat.

The raised thin lips were helpless.There was a little regret in the dark eyes.

In a daze, he seemed to have returned to that night again.

The armored castaway carries a giant sword.The face that used to be playful in the past is now only cold and hard.

Standing next to the fire in the house, the light of the fire made him more and more strange.Greed like a beast gleamed in his eyes.

Then, the light gradually dimmed.

When he woke up again, his wife's body was already cold.

There was no time for him to grieve.The fire that soared into the sky in the village was reflected, and the rain curtain that had been covering the village could not extinguish the greed from human beings.

Holding the farm tools in the house, he ran out.

On the stone street jointly built by the village, collapsed houses and burning logs fell down.

More log cabins on either side carried raging fire.

blood!die!
The perpetrator's wanton laughter came bursts.

He rushed over, unable to believe that it was the man who told himself the outside news, the man who could laugh when he heard his lame jokes.

"Why! Aren't we friends?"

The man turned his head, and the disdain on the corner of his mouth deeply hurt his heart: "Friends? Who would make friends with a group of indigenous people."

After that, every inconvenience caused by one arm reminded me of those dead old friends and dead wives.

Thinking about it, the guilt in his heart was so heavy, it made him hate his own weakness even more.

Since then, the people in the village have noticed that the cheerful magistrate has changed and become more silent.

And the only remaining one arm has also been trained to become stronger.

One day, he will send all of those outsiders to hell!

"Uncle Martin! Uncle Martin, are you awake!"

The childish howling made him a little irritable.He knew that it was the voice of Heisenberg, the famous coward in the village.

"To shut up!"

"Oh, it's good to wake up, it's good to wake up"

Opening his eyes, looking at the tearful Heisenberg with a flustered face, Martin became even more angry, and angrily shouted: "Crying like this! Throw me away!"

No shame, get out! ".

Struggling to get up from his arms, Martin touched his face habitually, shaking off the rain on his hands.

Staring at the few people whose clothes are completely different from those on the island.From the corner of the eye, the villagers who came with him are all fine.

Martin felt relieved.

"Uncle, we should have a good talk, what do you think?"

Martin was silent amidst the youthful words.

(End of this chapter)