if you are one piece

Chapter Thirteen: Prehistoric Monsters

It's incredible. The weird gun Werther and Hachi of the Dragon Pirates were fighting with Aaron. In contrast, Aaron was so angry that he was about to go crazy. First, he was fingered by a teenage boy like Cameron. After losing an eyeball, and then vowing to kill the other party, he found that he was in a helpless situation.

"Swordsmanship, this is real swordsmanship." Xiao Ba stared blankly. For some reason, a bullfrog-like sound came from Cameron's body, which could be heard by anyone who was observing and listening carefully.

No matter how Aaron attacks, Cameron will not take a step back, but instead presses forward step by step. The blade of Cameron's sword is full of strength. Although Aaron's strength is far greater than Cameron's, his attack will still be knocked away by Cameron's sword.

Aaron's jagged nose already looked like it was in pieces.

"I have to take something from you before I go to hell." Aaron's ghost-like voice always echoed in Aaron's heart.

Hachi will not take action. This is a battle between Dragon Pirates leader Aaron and Cameron. He no longer regards Cameron as a child. He is a man with swordsmanship and worthy of respect. opponent.

Weird would not do it. As a person who grew up in the Mafia, trickery and cunning are his instincts. Although he disdains to take action, if the opportunity comes, he will be happy to do so.

With a clanging sound, Aaron's jagged nose was split open by Cameron's sword, and it hit straight in the middle. Aaron regretted that he didn't bring a weapon. He never dared to let his tough fish-man skin be touched by Cameron's broken sword.

There was nothing he could do now. Aaron felt dizzy. What was the damn boy thinking about cutting off his head with a sword? At the critical moment, Aaron directly grabbed Cameron's broken sword with his hand. The blade was just a few inches away from his neck. One centimeter...

"Ah haha, I caught you, what else can you do?" Aaron laughed crazily, ignoring his two cut off fingers. The fingers fell to the snow, and snowflakes stuck to the cut. "Are you running out of energy? I'm going to bite you into pieces piece by piece."

At the same time, a gunshot rang out. Cameron tilted his head, but still did not dodge. This time he understood that the bullets of Werther's strange gun would turn, but this shot was not fatal yet, and he was still breathing. This breath was still It didn't matter how long it could keep him alive. Aaron took one bite. Only by abandoning the sword could he survive for a few more seconds, but it would be better to die immediately than abandoning the sword.

"Despicable" Xiao Hachi shouted angrily. As a fishman who pursues swordsmanship and has his own dignity, even if he is a pirate, he still looks down on Wei Weite's behavior, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He could see that his captain, Aaron, had nothing to do with Cameron. That sword forced Aaron to a desperate situation, otherwise Aaron would not have grabbed Cameron's sword at the cost of breaking his own fingers.

If Cameron was not injured at the beginning and was in full strength, even if the scary kid Aaron fought Cameron with a pair of swords, the result should be similar.

"It's a pity. This is a respectable child. I'm sorry for participating in their secret attack on you." Xiaoba murmured.

"Ah" Cameron roared for the last time. He was unwilling to die like this. He looked at his dead mother, and a thick layer of snow covered her...

"Something warm, something afraid, something wanted, before that I want, my possible value, that must be acknowledged by myself, my value, then what am I, what am I, what am I I can't admit what it is, it's all something I use to express, just something to let others know me, so what am I, the fake me, the real me."

"Myself and my boundaries, my shoes, my clothes, my broken sword, my father's relic of the broken sword, my mother, my mother who was killed by the enemy, things connected together by my consciousness, no one A world of freedom, a free world, free, not bound by anything, relatively nothing, as long as I don't want to, there is nothing, a world where I can do whatever I want, but there is nothing, but I am very uneasy, and I impose restrictions, so there is heaven and earth, But freedom is also restricted.”

"Freedom, freedom is gone, regret, regret, feeling that I am not a human being, not worthy of being a human being, I will die with eternal torture, suffer eternal torture in death, it was like this before, and it is like this now, that orphan who longs to have relatives, I am unable to avenge my parents' unjust deaths and die as an orphan again... I have no freedom."

Dong Dong Dong Aaron's head, the leader of the Dragon Pirates, was rolling on the snow. Cameron pulled out his broken sword and cut off the arms of Aaron's standing body with one sword, and then with another sword Cut Aaron's body into sticks.

Save Who saved him? Save Cameron can't shout for help. This word has always belonged to his mother. He protects and guards his mother, so he realizes that he has never been qualified to shout this word.

There was a faint shadow running through the snowstorm, too far away to be seen. The distance was still a hundred meters away. Cameron's eyes already reflected the shadow of death, and he stared at the strange gun Werther.

It was the master, Koushiro, who Cameron felt telepathically came to save him.

There was no sound of breaking through the air, and a sword light flashed. The strange gun Werther was frightened, and he hid in embarrassment. The courtyard walls, houses, and winter dead trees behind him were falling down.

Cameron was charging forward, with a desire for revenge, and a generous hand held him down. "Stop or you'll die."

"What does it matter if we are dead or alive?" Cameron was struggling, and those generous hands let go of him.

"I'll help you. You can order me to act on your behalf. You can do it at this time." Koushiro held Kazumon's one-word sword in his backhand. His eyes were on Cameron and the snow-covered corpse in the snow. Zhong looked back and forth, unable to help but twitch.

"No" Cameron has lost his mind and cannot think when he is dying.

Zoro and Keina had already arrived. There was smoke on Zoro's head. He was so angry that he had a headache and his head was so angry that it was about to burn.

Keina drew her sword and rushed over.

"What's going on?" Zoro roared, reaching out and grabbing Keina.

Cameron rushed over. Weird didn't use the gun, and twisted his long curled tongue in the air. He cunningly realized that he couldn't escape. He was unlucky today and provoked a big prehistoric monster that used his weapon a hundred meters away. The man who killed Aaron with a sword energy was not a human being, but the image of a sword in the eyes of the strange gun Werther.

But Cameron is not his opponent. He has never been a small swordsman. The swordsmanship that has not yet been mastered is not worth mentioning in the eyes of Gunslinger Werther. If there is a chance to kill that man, then Gunslinger Werther will be famous all over the world today. This is a great opportunity for his reputation to shock the new world. He will know who the man in front of him is. Such a monster can only exist in Roger's era.