General Lanlin of One Piece

Chapter 1 Weakness is the original sin

Haiyuan calendar year 1515, early summer.

Beihai, Lubni Road Kingdom, Hongye Village.

The orange-red flames licked the collapsed houses, the smelly blood melted into the soil, and the twisted and broken limbs were like broken porcelain, decorating this isolated island on the sea like purgatory.

Rorschach stretched out a pair of skinny hands and kept digging among the ruins of the ruins.

The ashes stirred up covered his head and face, and the wooden blocks and earth and stones that he touched with the back of his hands were still hot, making his hands red and blistered.

But he seemed unconscious, unable to feel pain, and was still digging desperately.

But the dull expression on his face gradually became twisted and ferocious, and the corners of his mouth lifted up, revealing white teeth, like a bloodthirsty hyena.

Flying away a burnt and broken wooden board, Rorschach finally found what he was looking for.

A corpse that stinks of burning.

The corpse was wearing simple linen clothes and curled up with its back to him. The exposed skin was black and red, like the surface of solidified magma.

This is a short, shriveled old man.

The moment he saw the old man, the ferocious look on Luo Xia's face faded, replaced by a touch of softness.

He gently picked up the curled up old man and held him in his arms like a sleeping baby.

The old man's face was well preserved, with a painful expression, and his eyes were wide open. There was no ferocity on the wrinkled old face, only three parts relief and seven parts guilt.

Rorschach noticed that he was holding something dark in his right hand tightly on his abdomen.

He reaches for it.

The old man's hands were clenched tightly, as if he were holding the most important thing in his life.

It was a piece of bread, a piece of brown bread.

A piece of black bread that is as hard as a rock and can break your head and bleed if you hit it on the head.

goo goo...

The gastrointestinal motility in the stomach made a clear gurgling sound.

"Don't be noisy..."

Rorschach whispered, put the hard piece of black bread back into the old man's hand, and then gently placed the old man on the ground.

goo goo...

"I asked you to stop arguing..."

He spread his skinny fingers and began digging holes in the ground.

The earth after the fire was as hard as iron, and his fingers were soon bleeding from the digging, but Rorschach seemed to have no feeling at all and dug faster and faster.

goo goo...

"I told you to stop screaming!"

boom!

A withered fist hit his abdomen hard. Rorschach's mouth opened, and bloody saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth. His eyes gradually filled with blood, and the corners of his mouth cracked, and he turned to look behind him.

"Soon... I'll be full."

The laughter and curses, and the woman's painful moans gradually became clear to her ears.

"Hahahahaha! Kids! Let me vent as much as you want! These stupid, weak civilians really have no self-awareness at all. Just be obedient and hand over your women, food and treasures. If you have to resist, then Be prepared to be killed by them all!"

"You are as weak as an insect, but you still dare to bargain with us, saying that without food everyone will starve to death, hehe, hehe, he even threatens us with the navy. It's so stupid. There is no such remote island in the North Sea. One thousand or eight hundred, how can the righteous navy be busy? Besides, who do they think I am? I am Jericho the Ripper, who has a bounty of 1600 million Baileys!"

"That's right! With Captain Jericho's power, even if a navy warship does come, it will just deliver food to us!"

<divclass="contentadv">"I never expected that my first robbery would be so enjoyable. Being a pirate is so freeing. Following Captain Jericho is the wisest choice I have ever made in my life! For greatness Cheers to Captain Jericho!"

The pirates were laughing and arm-in-arm, holding wine bottles in their hands as they strolled through the red-lit village. From time to time they commented on the collapsed houses and corpses on the ground, showing off their masterpieces.

Suddenly, a drunken pirate blinked his hazy eyes, and an unusually tall figure appeared in his sight, with his back to them, kneeling in the ruins and doing something, behaving strangely.

"Who? Who's there?!"

The pirate shouted loudly, then saw the tall figure pause, and turned his head stiffly to look this way.

The moment he saw the man's face, the pirate felt a cold air rushing from the soles of his feet to the sky. He was so frightened that he lost his balance. He stumbled and fell to the ground, screaming. : "Ghost! There is a ghost! The dead villagers have turned into ghosts!"

"What are you arguing about? There are no ghosts in this world! Fortunately, you are still a pirate, you are such a coward...hiss..."

Jericho, who was 1.8 meters tall and well built, scolded. Following the pirate's gaze, he saw a skinny man at least over [-] meters tall, slowly walking in front of a collapsed wooden house. Get up.

As the other person turned his head, Jericho saw a face with sunken eye sockets, protruding cheekbones, and pale, messy hair.

The two bloodshot eyes and the grinning mouth exuded an inhuman aura wantonly.

The body was too shriveled and thin, looking like a walking skeleton.

No wonder this ghost-like image would scare his murderous subordinates like this.

Even Jericho himself was shocked without being mentally prepared.

The atmosphere in the venue suddenly became depressing, and the pirates did not dare to express their anger for fear of disturbing the skeletons in front of them.

This weird atmosphere didn't last long. A gurgling sound came from the belly of the skeleton walking from the opposite side, breaking the tranquility in the field.

"Damn it! It turned out to be a poor guy who slipped through the net!" The pirates' faces twitched, and while they breathed a sigh of relief, they felt a deep sense of humiliation welling up in their hearts.

They were almost paralyzed by a hungry poor civilian.

"Asshole, let me kill him!"

An angry pirate pulled out the short-handled flintlock gun from his waist and began to fill the barrel with gunpowder clumsily.

"Don't waste bullets. To deal with a poor guy like this, there's no need to chop him with a knife. That skeleton-like body will break when the wind blows, right? Let me dismantle him into bone parts!"

The pirate, who was so frightened that he fell to the ground, walked forward quickly with a grin, and rushed towards Luo Xia who was walking towards him.

He picked up a wooden stick with sparks on the top from the ground, looked at the slow-moving Rorschach with a smirk on his face, suddenly held the bottom of the stick with both hands, and stabbed Rorschach's belly insidiously.

"Young man, you dare to pretend to be a ghost and scare me so much. Let's see how I deal with you!"

The pirate's insidious move caused laughter from the other pirates behind him.

"Hahaha, old Jerry is so insidious. He is so miserable and yet he still uses such obscene tricks."

"That's right, didn't you hear the growl in someone's stomach? Can't you show kindness and give him a good time? Hahaha."

laugh……

The skin and flesh were charred, and smelly black smoke emitted.

A cheerful smile appeared on Old Jerry's face. Just as he was about to make a few jokes, he saw a big, skinny hand coming out of the black smoke. His five fingers dug into his facial features, and the old man screamed. Jerry mentioned mid-air.

The terrifying ghost-like face came closer and asked in a murmur:

"Tell me, is weakness the original sin?"

Please collect the new book and read it.This book is a slow-burning book, and you can only read it after chapter 58, so it is not an invincible book.The protagonist's talent is steel and iron bones. It's the bones that are hard, not the skin and muscles.The initial losses were serious and it will take time to recover and grow.Auntie's family is rich and she eats like a balloon. Rorschach cannot compare with her. She has been in the red for 12 years and can only barely maintain a basic existence.