One Piece: I'm Really Immortal

"This place is really cold, well..." Jack complained with food in his mouth.

"Why isn't it snowing?" A soldier on guard looked at the sky, only to find that the original scene of flying snowflakes had completely disappeared, and there was an extra trace on the sky.

It was still snowing where there were no knife marks. Seeing this, the soldier felt a little strange, as if there was something unusual about the weather today.

The man in cotton-padded clothes looked at the white paper on the table, a trace of shock flashed through his originally calm eyes.

Da Da, "It seems that there is an extra distinguished guest on this island." The owner of Winter Island walked out of the room and saw the huge knife marks in the sky. After combining everything on the life card, he already knew, The person coming like this is definitely a powerful enemy.

Jack, who was originally planning to act coquettish, could only curl up in the corner and shiver. The temperature that he could withstand had suddenly become colder. Touching his cold skin, Jack had no choice but to find some clothes to wear, but... I found that there were not many clothes that could keep me warm.

Poor Jack had no choice but to be frozen. Jack, who was shivering all over, could only put back the meeting with the Lord of Winter Island.

Huhu, what is surprising is that a large bonfire actually lit up on the snow, but the flame seemed to be burning snow, not wood.

Jack, who was warming a bonfire with snow as fuel, slowly raised his body temperature, squeaking.

The flames that could have continued to increase the temperature were stamped out by Jack. Jack had no choice but to put on his own patched clothes. Jack, who could barely maintain his body temperature, could only continue to move forward at the pace of not recognizing his relatives.

Along the way, Jack did not encounter any walking hunters or villagers. Jack, who remembered the address firmly, did not lose his way because there were no conspicuous buildings around him.

Phew, it was strange that a wild donkey was rolled in the soil, turned over and fucked. At this time, he was not holding anything in his hand. It seemed that his scalpel should have been destroyed by Orton.

"I say it again, if you agree to join us, I will forgive your offense." Orton said very seriously, but it was just the opposite of him.

"You cold-blooded butcher, no one will join you. Even if I die here, I will not join you." There was a hint of determination on the strange and ferocious face.

"Let's do it!" Qi Qi stood up, trying to make his death look more majestic. Seeing Qi Qi's unrestrained appearance, Orton's patience was about to run out.

Zila, like boiling hot water splashing onto something, such a harsh sound made Orton, who originally wanted to take action directly, have to observe the situation.

"Ahem, what's going on?" Orton saw the blood he suddenly vomited, and instinctively took a few steps back. Orton, who was originally powerful, now felt like a rooster being strangled by the neck.

"It's a pity that God doesn't favor you very much. I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you won't be able to kill me today." Qi Qi originally looked like a strong man going to his death, but now he looked at Orton in a different attitude.

Orton, who originally had a rosy complexion, now turned the most worrying shade of purple.

Peng, the originally arrogant bandit leader, also fell to the ground. Sike, who had excellent eyesight, now discovered that there was a wound of less than one centimeter on the forehead of the bandit leader.

But at this time, the bandit leader's forehead suddenly swelled with a huge meat bag. "Damn, how could such a thing appear on my head?" The huge meat bag directly blocked the bandit leader's sight. It was covered up. The fight was originally quite dramatic, but at this time it was delayed by a big package.

The sudden swelling directly blocked half of the bandit leader's field of vision, which led to the bandit leader's defeat.

Because of his vision, he did not see Orton's current tragic situation. He only attributed the big bump on his forehead to his own carelessness, shook his head, forced himself to adapt to the wave of bandit leaders, and started fighting again.

Huhu, a strong wind suddenly blew around. Si Ke, who originally wanted to use the wind to restrain the bandit leader, could only return in vain.

Bang, the originally powerful wind wall was directly blasted to pieces by the bandit leader. Even the one-eyed bandit leader was still not comparable to a dabbler like Si Ke.

The members of the trading company who originally thought they could be of some help found out that what kind of strength and powerful enemy they and others were facing directly gave them away. They could only slaughter the enemies on the battlefield with all their strength. soldiers.

"Help me." As a bandit shouted, the bandit leader who was originally focused on fighting could only run over to help.

With a cry, "It seems that the balance of victory no longer belongs to our side." The bandit leader clenched his fists and looked for fame, only to find that his younger brothers now only have a few thousand people. Originally there were tens of thousands. Most of the team died immediately.

The cunning bandit leader glanced at the battlefield of Oton not far away with his remaining eyes. Oton, who had no strength at all, could only remain as motionless as a salted fish.

After seeing what happened to the boss of this mission, the bandit leader was ready to leave directly. After all, he was not that affectionate person. Crunch, the bandit leader gritted his teeth angrily, thinking of the large number of accomplices he had sent. Now that he could only end up like this, he could only tuck his tail between his legs and start running away in despair.

"Where to go." Seeing Orton lying on the ground unable to leave, he prepared to hunt down the bandit leader who was about to escape.

When the younger brothers saw their boss's appearance, they knew what the next step would be. "Let's leave after leaving the people behind." Among the few thousand people left, there was still a bandit with a high official position.

All the bandits on the scene immediately became crazy after learning that they could leave. The trading company that could have been suppressed was instead suppressed.

The members of the trading company who were squeezed back could only choose to stay where they were. After all, they all understood the principle that poor criminals should not be pursued.

Even the merchants who frequently lost sea water did not show much use. This small help did not allow them to hold their heads high and raise prices.

The soldiers suffered a lot of casualties, about three thousand. Comparing the data, it can be seen that this was a victorious battle.

Soon the bandit leaders found their hidden boats and began to turn around and go home. "It's finally over."

His waist, which was originally strangely straight, began to fall slowly. It seemed that he had consumed too much energy in this battle.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep, have a good rest." Looking at Qiqi who fell into a deep sleep, Sick did not dare to slack off. He did not want to face such a powerful enemy next time. Next time, he would not be sure whether he could survive this time. face.

"Call it done." Each soldier carried the bodies of the fallen, preparing to bury them in a place suitable for them.

"Go home." I don't know who said this. All the soldiers took the remains of their comrades and headed back home.