One Piece's Flow is Like Fire

Suddenly, his ears moved, as if someone was singing a song, the voice was like a yellow warbler.

Zhang Yang, who was just looking for life and death, turned from sadness to joy.

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-Under the locust tree, there is a big stone, sitting on the stone, an old woman, like a camel, seems to be asleep.

There is a little girl next to her, humming a tune, holding a Wangyou flower in her hand, picking the petals of Wangyou flower one by one, enjoying herself.

A bandit with a long beard on his face, he led a group of young bandits who were not yet grown up, rushed to the woman in a terrible situation, and shouted: "I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, and I repaired this road. To pass by and leave the money to buy the road."

The little girl seemed startled, she raised her head, her face was like a peach blossom.

The bandits were silent, staring at the little girl, dumbfounded.

The little bandits thought, this can compare the old lady next door to Widow Zhang to the back of the mountain. Thinking of that bitch scratching her head and making poses on weekdays, the boss seems to have lost her soul, and compared with the little girl in front of her, even the other's one. Not even the toes.

The bandit chief thought, Widow Zhang is a piece of shit compared to this little girl.

"Ah?" The little girl seemed at a loss, her eyes blinked.

As for robbery, it’s one of the most important points. The momentum is like a tiger in one go, and then it declines again and again, and three times it exhausts.

The leader of the robber coughed and shouted again, his face was red and his neck was thick.

"I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, and I built this road. I have to pass by here and leave the money to buy the road."

If the little girl realizes something, is she a robber?She laughed, and with that smile, Widow Zhang couldn't even compare to a piece of shit.

The bandits were about to faint, and some had drooled all over the place, only to feel that they had lost their father's face.

"Go away." The old woman next to him said, like a sleeping old woman, her voice was hoarse and piercing, and her eardrums hurt.

"Old woman, what are you talking about?" The bandit leader patted his dry and shriveled chest, and with his beard inserted into his face like a needle, it looked a bit like a bandit robbing his house.

To the little girl, they can be kind and kind, to the old woman?They are robbers. If you help the old lady cross the road, you will be seen as a monster by other robbers, and the brothers who follow you will not be able to raise their heads.

In fact, they are just a group of little thieves, just want to grab some money, nothing else, thieves are also right.

The old woman raised her head, the scars on her face were scattered all over her face, and the purple jasmine flower in her eyes was fleeting.

The bandits swallowed their saliva.

The bandit leader's back was a little cold, as if he had no clothes on.

"Big big... brother." The bandits' tongues were tied in a knot.

"Why?" As soon as he turned his head, he saw these stinky boys, looking at him tremblingly, with both hands going to his mouth.The little radish, whose guts were smaller than a mouse, was peeing his pants.

The leader of the bandit hated that iron could not be made of steel, this group of useless things.

A slightly fat bandit pointed to the face of the bandit leader.

Dirt on my face?impossible.

Could it be the rouge left on his face when he fought Widow Zhang for three hundred rounds last night?The bandit chief wiped his face suspiciously.

Chapter 889

Huh? He touched his face again.Like touching marble.

He glanced at his hands, terrified.

The hands that had patted the widow's butt last night were only bones, not a piece of meat.

The bandit chief stood there and touched it from head to toe.

Did he become a skeleton?

This surprise is no trivial matter.

But he was still alive, and he felt, as if not bad.The clothes fell on the ground, so he really had no clothes on.

The bandit leader pressed his crotch with his hand, fearing that his genitals would leak out.But he was unfounded. Skeletons have no little brothers.Then looking at the bandits, did he lose his eyes?He was about to grab the last straw.

The bandits nodded in unison, as if to say: Boss, don't think about it, you really have become a skeleton.

When ordinary people encounter this kind of thing, they faint early, but the bandit chief knows that this place is called Banquanzhiye, and the most normal thing is abnormal.

He is a pig, and at this moment, it should be known that the old woman and the little girl are not ordinary people.

Since three years ago, he led a group of people to this forest by fate.The first time in the moonlight, when I was yelling at the man to leave it to you and the woman to leave me to grab a few pedestrians, when I got close, I saw that they were holding their heads in their hands.They don't dare to act rashly anymore, they only grab people who have shadows in broad daylight, but they still made a few mistakes, like this time.They've been staring at the old woman and the little girl for two days. It's just normal. They only shoot when the persimmons pick up the soft pinch, but... it's hard to prevent.

"Go away" the old woman closed her eyes, she was not upset if she couldn't see.

The little bandits barked like slaughtered pigs, ran faster than the others, and dispersed.

"Come back, don't stand up for justice, you guys." The bandit leader shouted, but no one paid him any attention.

"You're not leaving yet?" The old woman frowned.

Without saying a word, the bandit leader lay on the ground and kowtowed a few times.A man can bend and stretch.Mighty can not yield?shit.

"Grandma...forgive your life." The bandit leader called out to the old woman's grandmother, naturally.

The old woman thought, with his head, how did he live to this day in Banquanzhiye?

"Grandma, forgive me, or I won't get up." The bandit leader actually broke the jar, knelt in front of the old woman, and the skull slapped and kowtowed twice.