Pirate's Swordsman

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The figure wearing an orange-red hair also stumbled and fell to the ground seven or eight meters away. Hearing the roar from behind, he turned around, revealing a face full of freckles but with a particularly sunny atmosphere. face.

"sorry!"

This guy's mouth was full, and he seemed to be chewing something, making it difficult to speak clearly:

"There's Yin chasing me behind. I ran too fast and didn't pay attention. Next time we meet, I'll treat Ritsu to dinner!"

After saying these words, he turned around while holding on to the brim of his hat, and ran away in a hurry. The subordinates who followed him also walked faster than the other. It was obvious that they had been running away for a long time. It has been practiced on the battlefield.

"you……"

Bartolomeo's words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't shout out. He looked at the figure disappearing at the other end of the street, and after a while he looked back angrily.

"That's quite polite."

He patted the dust off senlinffm., and muttered, "Forget it, grandma said that you must know how to forgive those who correct their mistakes after they realize it. For the sake of this kid's timely apology, I won't argue with him."

"Hey, boys, remember this for me!" He grinned and turned to tell his men, "This guy promised to treat me to dinner. Don't forget to remind me when we meet next time!"

"No problem, Captain Bartow!"

The men shouted in unison.

"Young man, you actually expect that brat to treat you to dinner?"

At this moment, the kind white-haired old woman who was knocked over the stall suddenly said, "Then I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for that day for the rest of your life."

&.dzgrdjt.nbsp;“Huh?” Bartolomeo was stunned, “Grandma, what do you mean?”

"You'll find out in a little while." The white-haired old lady was tidying up the stall, as if she knew there was a good show, with a smile on her face.

Before Ba Tuo could react, he suddenly heard an angry cry of killing coming from behind. Following the sound, he saw smoke and dust rising from the street just now, and a large group of people holding kitchen knives rushed out. cook.

"That brat who eats the King's meal, don't run away!"

"You little bastard, you actually came to my shop for free. Let's see how I deal with you!"

"You bastard, if you dare, stop right there!"

……

These cooks wore chef hats and aprons around their waists. They seemed to be busy in the kitchen not long ago, but now they were all waving kitchen knives, angrily running past Bator and the others, towards the boy in the orange cowboy hat. The figure chased him from behind.

"Eh?"

Bartolomeo was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to come back to his senses, "That kid ran so fast, did he eat the King's meal?"

"Ah, yes."

The white-haired old lady nodded and said cheerfully: "That boy and his gang have only been in Bingtao Island for less than a week, and they have already eaten more than a dozen overlord meals, which has almost caused the anger of all the restaurant owners on the island. The public is outraged.”

&nwhsxsh.bsp;"The little brat in the lead is just like the reincarnation of a hungry ghost who wants to eat for food. Even if he doesn't eat for you in the future, how can you expect him to treat you to dinner?"

"..."

Batuo's forehead was covered with black lines, and he was speechless for a moment.

"Forget it, just pretend you haven't bumped into this kid."

He muttered, casually took out a thousand Baileys from his arms, put it on the old lady's stall, and then stretched out his hand to greet his subordinates who stood up:

"Okay, don't watch the fun, let's all go, it's still business that matters. The City Lord's Mansion is just ahead, everyone, speed up!"

"Yes, Captain Bartow!"

The others woke up from their stunned state and responded one after another.

But just as everyone was about to leave, a sharp-eyed subordinate suddenly noticed something, pointed at Bartolomeo's shoulder, and screamed:

"Captain Bato, where is the statue of Lord Xiano? Where has the statue gone?"

"Ok?"

Bartolomeo was startled and quickly looked down at his right shoulder.

Because of his extreme admiration for Xia Nuo, he always wore an imitation version of the mithril shoulder pad on his shoulders, and there was a miniature metal statue hanging on the slightly raised end of the shoulder pad.

The statue is a perfect one-to-one replica of the image in Schiano's wanted poster, and is extremely detailed. Bato spent a lot of money to have it carved by a professional craftsman when he was in the Chambord Islands. He has always cherished it as a treasure.

But at this moment, the shoulder pads were empty. Where was the metal statue?

Ba Tuo's head suddenly buzzed. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He searched around frantically. A large group of subordinates also followed to help search, including the white-haired old lady stall owner. The search queue.

However, several minutes passed and they still found nothing.

"How can this happen, how can this happen..."

Bartolomeo glanced at the surrounding ground with wide eyes, while gritting his teeth and said: "I obviously paid attention to it before entering the town just now. It was obviously there at the time, but why did it disappear after such a while..."

"Boss Bato."

At this moment, a subordinate suddenly remembered something, scratched his head and said with some uncertainty: "Do you think there is even a slight possibility that the boy just took it away?"

"what?"

Ba Tuo raised his eyebrows and turned to glare at him:

"What are you thinking about? It's just made of the most common metal, and it's not a precious metal. How could anyone want to steal it?"

"But……"

The subordinate hesitated for a while, then hesitantly said: "What if that boy is, like us, a fan of Sir Xiano?"

"Ok?"

Bartolomeo couldn't help but be startled. Such words that others might sound ridiculous had a completely different effect in the ears of a fanatical fan like him.

The more he thought about it, the more he thought it was possible. After all, although the statue itself was made of ordinary material, the person who carved it was Lord Xia Nuo.

In the past few years, the new generation of pirates who have entered the Grand Line from all over the world have many admirers of Sir Shano. Maybe that bastard in the orange cowboy hat is also one of your fans?

"Not only do you eat King's meals everywhere, but you also do such petty thefts..."

After thinking of this, Bartolomeo's face suddenly turned red with anger. He gritted his teeth and said viciously: "There are such incompetent guys among the fans. They are simply smearing Sir Xiano! You guys!"

"Yes, Captain Bartow!"

"Turn around and move forward at full speed. You must get ahead of those cooks and chase that brat and his men back!"

"When the statue is recovered, I will have to punish him severely!"

"Yes, Captain Bartow!"

The responses from the subordinates were also quite passionate. Obviously, as members of Xia Nuo's fanatical fan group, they, like Bato, were full of indignation against the guy who stole the statue of Xia Nuo.

then.

The next moment, the stall owners setting up stalls along this street had just watched a group of cooks kill each other, and they were stunned to see a guy with a grass-green comb head, leading a group of pirates, menacingly He ran towards the street entrance...