The hero behind One Piece

The cheating bird has chosen the wrong opponent, and Arnold is not like an ordinary traveler who will spoil it.

He ran forward quickly, jumped up, and hit the leading scammer on the back of the neck with an iron elbow.

The scammer didn't expect this man to move so fast. He screamed and ran forward regardless of his companions behind him.

But it's too late.

Even though it is born with extraordinary speed and is relentless in training, apart from its acting skills, its best thing is the kung fu on its thin legs.

But Arnold's speed could not be matched by it. He didn't give it a chance to escape at all. With one elbow, he beat the swindler's feathers and beak soft, staggered down in a V-shape, and passed out on the ground.

When the Swindler Bird's accomplices saw their leader being beaten, they didn't know how powerful the man in white robes was, so they all screamed and ran away.

They were rummaging through their bags triumphantly just now, how could they have predicted the terrible situation they were in now?

Arnold had already predicted their movements. He snorted coldly, wrapped his arms around their thin necks, and twisted them into a twist.

The three liars in the distance who had not yet reacted could not be spared. Arnold picked up three small stones on the ground and smashed them on the back of their necks.

The scammers fainted one after another, and the whole group was destroyed.

Arnold took care of these little crooks in just a few breaths, and they suffered the loss of being blind to the truth.

"Quack~" The leading scammer suddenly woke up and let out a miserable cry because Arnold pulled out a white hair from its body.

"Put the things away for me." Arnold pointed to the things on the ground and ordered. He was the best at dealing with criminals.

Many intelligent animals in this world can understand human language. This cheap bird has learned to read people's hearts and make traps. There is no problem with such simple gestures.

The leader of the Swindler Bird whined, and several of its men woke up from their coma, and honestly began to clean up the things piled on the ground.

It turns out that I was just pretending to be dead!

These guys are too smart.

After the leader waited for his men to pack up the backpack, he fawningly took it back to Arnold himself. He begged for mercy with a mocking smile on his face, as if to say, "Sir, this time the little one is blind, so how about this matter be over?"

Arnold was also looking at it and smiling. Since it was all delivered to his door, he had no reason to let it go.

Ignoring the weight of the deceiving bird, I pulled up my backpack, turned over and sat on its neck.

The deceiver bird was pressed to tears, and its men were trembling even more. They couldn't even stand up straight. They didn't dare to look at Arnold at all, for fear that this terrible fate would befall him.

"Let's go, take me to a city with people nearby." Arnold patted its neck and said.

The trickster turned his head with a sad and confused look on his face.

It turns out that this guy still can’t understand human speech.

Arnold thought for a while and made a gesture of drinking water. In a dry place like the desert, there must be people wherever there is water.

The deceiver bird suddenly understood, nodded understandingly, picked up Arnold and flew forward, its men lining up to follow behind.

A line of sharp-billed swindlers flew across the golden sand dunes, leaving a series of tiny footprints.

The feeling of wind is still different. Sitting on the back of the bird, Arnold feels extremely refreshing.

It didn't take long for the air to feel a lot moister. It was obvious that there was a water source in front of us. The natives in the desert really have their own special skills.

When they finally arrived at the place, Arnold was dumbfounded. It was indeed a water source.

How come I was brought to a river?

Rivers are not uncommon, but they are very rare in this desert country. The rolling water flows in front of you, extremely illusory, like a smooth sapphire belt embedded in the desert.

Maybe it was because the river had changed its course before, but no one was seen nearby.

The scammer turned his head with a flattering look on his face, and lowered his head to take a sip of water himself, indicating that there was no problem.

The guy thought Arnold was looking for water, so he took him to the river.

Arnold was speechless, what should he do now?

While I was thinking, I suddenly felt my body lose balance, and the scammer I was riding fell headfirst to the ground.

Arnold rolled back, detached himself from the scammer, and stood firmly on the sand.

There were a bunch of cute creatures in front of him, looking at him excitedly.

I don’t know where these hundreds of dwarf manatees, half as tall as a man, came from.

They carry turtle-like shells on their backs, their small tails slap the ground excitedly, and they point their equally small fists at Arnold excitedly.

Arnold was a little angry because his temporary mount was knocked to the ground by these dwarfs and was already unconscious.

I don’t know if it’s just a fake thing, I’ll pluck out two of its hairs later and have a look.

But now we have to deal with these guys first, because it seems that they are not planning to let him go easily.

A manatee swooped towards him, its short arms turning like a roulette wheel, and it was still shouting some strange pronunciation, aiming at Arnold's head.

What kind of boxing is this? Why do you have to swing your arms wildly before hitting someone? The little short-hand dance not only had no threat at all, but also produced a lot of joy.

This is too full of flaws.

How could Arnold give it a chance?

Punch it on the head, who said his hand is longer?

He beat the provocateur away into the river.

When the rest of the manatees saw their companion being beaten away, they were not angry but happy. They shouted and rushed towards Arnold in a swarm.

Arnold was like beating up a kid in a kindergarten, punching a manatee. Despite their good posture, they had neither power nor speed when it came to fighting. They were just stupid and cute creatures.

Within a few minutes, all these manatees were knocked to the ground.

Arnold blocked the sun with his hand and looked up at the sky to check the time. He should start calling the cheating bird now. He still had to go on his way.

Unexpectedly, these manatees carrying turtle shells suddenly gathered in front of him again, and they lined up in a neat row.

Arnold was about to continue teaching them a lesson, but he didn't expect them to bend down and kneel down in front of him, even though they had no legs.

Arnold could see that this was an ancient and devout apprenticeship ritual.

Unexpectedly, these aggressive creatures have such a strict etiquette side.

Arnold didn't intend to pay attention to them, but walked over to wake his mount up again.

Before he could get close, the deception bird got up on its own and looked at Arnold with an embarrassed face. It seemed that it cherished its feathers very much.

The manatee was still following behind, apparently wanting to follow it all the way to the ends of the earth. Arnold also felt that it would be difficult for him to kill such a stupid and cute creature.

Looking at these silly but polite creatures, Arnold suddenly had a strange idea.