Pirates: My Absolute Justice

After a while, he got up, picked up an oil lamp, leaned on a cane, and entered his bedroom.

The bedroom is so small that only one table and bed can be placed.

The village chief leaned over, pushed the bed away with great effort, and uncovered a few wooden boards, revealing a small pothole.

Holding the oil lamp, he carefully drilled into the hole.

It was extremely narrow at the beginning, and it was only accessible to people. After passing through a long and narrow corridor, it suddenly opened up and entered a large basement.

In a corner of the basement, there are piles of strange devil fruits like a hill, like a pile of garbage.

The decayed wooden table was full of signs of time, and on the table was a thick book with a red hard shell.

There was a scrawled letter on the cover of the book.

D.

Next to the book is an exquisite wooden box.

The old man went straight to the table, turning a blind eye to the pile of Devil Fruits in the corner, with fanaticism in his eyes.

I saw a dark purple devil fruit with a spiral pattern placed in the wooden box.

"Sun God Nika! I finally got you..."

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My name is Yardie D. Bosk.

Now in a remote pastoral.

"Ah~ ah~, work harder, hurry up, hurry up, ah~"

The charming panting sound and the heavy breathing sound interweave to form a wonderful movement, which makes people's blood boil.

I was in a passionate battle with Aunt Chun.

I have been lame in one leg since I was a child. Although the people in the village treat me very well, I know that they are all looking at my grandfather's face.

Once I was out of Grandpa's sight, they would bully me and laugh at me loudly behind my back for being a cripple.

No peers play with me.

I complained to my grandpa, I don't understand why this is done to me.

But grandpa said let me bear with it, don't let me care about these.

As I grow older, I have also reached the age where I can go to sea as a pirate.

But because I have a lame leg, I can only watch them set sail, sailing freely in the blue sea.

I'm old enough to marry again, but no woman wants to marry me.

Because the materials on this island are all plundered by men going to sea, I can't go to sea, and I don't have the ability to survive.

Even if my grandfather is the village chief, no girl would follow me.

I am very inferior and dare not raise my head to meet people.

I had to go through one hot and long night after another alone.

I'm a waste, I can only wander in the countryside with nothing to do.

Occasionally, I heard a woman's panting in the grass.

I looked curiously into the grass.

I saw the snow-white Aunt Chun doing indescribable things with a cucumber in her hand.

I blushed watching her panting.

Suddenly, I slipped and fell into the grass.

Aunt Chun exclaimed, and I was taken aback.

When I saw me clearly, I could clearly see a trace of disgust flashing across her eyes.

I got up immediately, blushed, and left here wisely.

But when she saw my crotch, with a surprised expression, she took the initiative to hug me and lingered.

As if I was struck by lightning, my whole body trembled, and then I clumsily cooperated with Aunt Chun.

She praised me very much, and then Aunt Ling also found me.

After the work was done, they all praised me for being great, and I became confident all of a sudden.

I no longer bow my head, I walk around the village arrogantly.

I didn't dare to tell Grandpa these things.

I spent the rest of the time with Aunt Chun and Aunt Ling.

One day, I saw my grandfather sneaking back home, holding a dark purple fruit in his arms.

I asked my grandpa curiously, what is this fruit.

Grandpa told me excitedly that it is something that can change the world.

He also said that only the freest person in this sea can exert his power.

I was at a loss, I was always free, especially after meeting Aunt Chun and Aunt Ling.

I don't pay attention to these anymore, and put all my thoughts on Aunt Chun and Aunt Ling.

Now, I am doing sports in the field with Aunt Chun.

Afterwards, I went to Aunt Ling's house with Aunt Ling. I was a little worried that her son would see this scene.

But she didn't care at all, she heard that Er Pi hadn't come back for a long time.

But suddenly one day, the two of them suddenly ignored me.

I don't know why, I don't know why they do this.

At first I wanted to force them, but I was limping on one leg and couldn't hold them down.

I can't figure it out, I don't know where the problem is.

So I went back to the state of inferiority complex.

I dare not raise my head to meet people, I walk timidly, and I have to endure the hot night again.

But my grandfather was in a very happy mood, as if he had encountered some great good thing.

I am naturally very depressed, but I can't vent my anger to my grandfather, because he is my only relative, the only person who treats me well.

At night, I tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep, feeling irritable, and there was an evil fire rising in my body.

I have already enjoyed this pleasure, and I can no longer bear this exhausting loneliness.

If I have never seen the light, I can endure the endless darkness...

One day, I was walking in the village when I heard two old men discussing something loudly.

That woman on the edge of the cliff is so pretty!It's also very cool, really comfortable!

yes!It's just a little skinny, but if it had more meat, it would be a real stunner!

…………

cliff?woman?

I seemed to be resurrected from the ashes, and my hope was rekindled.

I knew that only by allowing me to experience those highs again would I be able to regain those lost confidences.

Only then can we live proudly in this village again.

So I decided to find a day and night to see the woman on the cliff.

I suddenly feel that life is full of hope......

Chapter 111 I've been waiting

a few days later.

That night.

The thick night smudged the sky, with a silver moon lightly supporting a round of stars, the stars twinkled, and the cold moonlight poured down, covering a deserted island like a tulle.

On the edge of the cliff, the sea wind as cold as a knife whistled, making a desolate whimper.

The wind blew the woman's withered and yellow hair, and she sat there like a sculpture, looking at the silvery sea in the distance.

Suddenly, a black figure sprang out from behind her, hugged the woman, and threw her to the ground, panting heavily, blushing.

Box's eyes were dazed, and at first he tried his best to avoid the woman's fierce resistance.

But then he discovered that the woman was not struggling.

She let Pox play with her like a doll.

Box pushed back the withered and yellow hair that covered the woman's face, wanting to see if her face was as the people in the village said.

Under the hair is a bony face. She has exquisite features and a good face. Although she is thin, her oval face is still eye-catching. The red lips stained with blood are very full and tall. The bridge of the nose makes her facial features more three-dimensional.

Box looked at the woman obsessively, a raging flame ignited in his body, and his blood spurted out.

The woman's face was expressionless, and she was surprisingly calm when encountering this kind of thing. She just opened a pair of dark blue eyes and numbly looked at Box, who was panting heavily. A trace of emotion, as if it has long been commonplace.

Box couldn't bear it anymore, buried his head on the woman's neck, and gnawed frantically.

A pair of trousers were thrown on the ground casually, and like a wild beast, Bokus groped for the woman's lower body with both hands, and roughly tore off the clothes on her body.

Just as he was about to make the next move, his figure suddenly stopped, and his excited expression froze suddenly.

A thin line of blood appeared on his neck, and the slight sea breeze blew by, and the head slowly fell down.

I saw the fine black fragments like a long snake exuding a strange purple light, floating in the void, and connected to the handle of a knife in a shadow.

Bacchus slowly walked out of the shadow, and the fragments in the void slowly retracted.Reconstructing the broken blade, with a flick of the wrist, the magic sword Qian Ren disappeared out of thin air.

He kicked away the headless corpse. The woman was dressed in rags, her eyes were empty, and she remained motionless, as if no matter what happened, she couldn't shake her emotions.

Bacchus looked at the woman, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he took a breath.

The two pieces of meat were red, swollen, fat and rotten, like a lump of rotten meat.

After a while, the woman got up, supported her skinny body, staggered to the edge of the cliff, and sat down.

The moonlight and starlight sprinkled on her body like dust, like a pearl covered with dust.

Her slender back is fragile, and she looks extremely lonely, and the surroundings seem to be filled with a bitter smell.

Bacchus looked at that figure, his heart was pulled hard, and there was a bitter taste in his mouth.

"It feels very familiar..."

In his eyes, an illusory figure of a thin young man slowly overlapped with the woman.

The galaxy flowing all over the sky is also slowly superimposed with the fiery sunset and the gorgeous sunset.

It's painful...

Bacchus sat next to the woman, and together with her, looked at the sea reflecting the brilliant galaxy and silver moon.

A slight wind and waves, scattered like a river full of stars.

"What's your name?"

The woman opened her mouth slightly, but was unable to speak, only her faint breathing was left in the silence.

The blood red lips opened and closed, as if looking for the feeling to speak.

"My...my name is...Bella...Ki..."

She spoke intermittently, slurring her words.

"Why are you here?"

Her dim blue eyes suddenly lit up with a faint light.

"Wait...wait for someone..."

"Why didn't you resist just now?"