The bloody sword hero of the pirate king

"Lord Crocodile..."

On the street, people shouted Crocodile's name loudly, panic and fear turned into joy and surprise.

"You really came to save us."

The pirates looked at the figure standing on the top of the clock tower without knowing why.

"Crocodile? Could it be the man from Qibuhai?"

At the top of the bell tower, Crocodile turned his body slightly, looked down at the people below, and said in a deep voice.

"Shut up, stupid people."

"I'm just here to take the head of that pirate's neck."

"So handsome." The blond girl who fell in front of Gurant looked at Crocodile with a longing expression.

"Although you say so, you will always come to help us."

"Long live Crocodile!"

On the street, someone suddenly yelled like this, and immediately after that, countless people echoed loudly.

"The patron saint of Alabasta."

"King of the desert, Crocodile."

"Hahahaha..." Crocodile stood at the top of the bell tower, looked at the people below who shouted his name, laughed out loud, and said helplessly.

"Okay, you can call whatever you want."

Looking at those pirates, his face sank, and he said.

"Anyway, don't come to this country to make trouble, pirates."

"Hey, I said, are you underestimating us?" Among the pirates, a tall man in a white scarf raised a knife and refused to accept.

"Are you going to fight all of us alone?"

"You're a lackey who sold your soul to the government for power."

"Pretending to be a hero, what do you want to do?"

Crocodile lowered his eyes, jumped down from the top of the bell tower, and landed on the ground, said.

"Those who don't want to die, all get down."

When Crocodile landed, a group of pirates had already rushed up and surrounded him.

"Puff puff……"

Dozens of blades were inserted into his body. Seeing that Crocodile got hit so easily, the pirates burst into laughter.

"Idiot, I didn't expect the legendary Qi Wuhai to be so weak."

"Now, all the gold and silver treasures in this city belong to us."

But Crocodile just held up his left hand with the golden hook, and as he moved, there were bursts of breaking wind in the sky.

The pirates looked up, dripping with cold sweat.

The tsunami-like gravel is gathering towards Crocodile's head, spinning rapidly in a spiral shape, and finally gathering into a desert tornado.

The coconut trees on both sides of the street were blown loudly, and the people who were afraid of being accidentally injured listened to Crocodile's words and lay on the ground without daring to look up.

Gurant casually tore off a white scarf from a woman lying at his feet and put it on his head to avoid being blown by the wind and sand.

After a while, the tornado dissipated, and people raised their heads, only to see the pirates were buried in the gravel with their bodies shriveled.

"Hmph, you pirates are not at the same level as me, stupid pigs."

Crocodile put down his raised left hand, looked down at the pirates who didn't know whether they were dead or alive, and said disdainfully.

"As for these, it will be my reward."

Crocodile grinned, bent down and picked up the package in the pirate's hand, carried it on his shoulder, turned and walked towards the desert.

"Lord Crocodile..."

The people looked at Crocodile's receding figure, raised their hands high and cheered excitedly to see him off.

"Da da da……"

At this time, there was a dense sound of horseshoes, and Gurant turned his head to look, and a group of soldiers with long-handled weapons came riding on horses.

"Crocodile again?"

They stopped outside the crowd, looked at the cheering crowd, frowned and said nothing.

"Being one step ahead of him again, this is not a good thing." The leading officer frowned.

"time to go."

Gullant stood at the corner of the street, holding a camel in his hand, which he got when he passed by while people were focusing on Crocodile.

Turning on his horse, he ran towards where Crocodile had left, and gradually disappeared into the desert.

……

In the desert, Gurant rode a camel slowly, with a white turban wrapped around his head to prevent him from being sunburned.

"Crocodile, very cautious."

After Gurant chased him out of the city, Crocodile seemed to use his ability to leave quickly and cover his tracks.

"It's ok."

Gurant took out a roll of paper from his arms, pinched the edge with both hands, and slowly spread it out. It turned out to be a map.

"I know where you are."

Gurant's gaze was on the upper left corner of the map, a city marked with the word Rainbase.

"According to this speed, at most one day will arrive."

"However, it's still too slow."

Gurant estimated, frowned, jumped off the camel, patted the camel's head, the camel seemed to understand what Gurant meant, turned around and left in the direction it came from.

"Then, let's just run."

Gurant reached out and tore off the white turban on his head, let it float away in the wind, and pressed the top hat on his head.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang on the spot, and a huge pit suddenly appeared in the desert, and Gurant's figure had already disappeared in the desert.

after an hour……

Alabasta's dream city, Rainland.

Alabasta has not seen a drop of rain in more than a year, but Rainland is the only city not affected by drought and civil unrest.

"Ah, it's so hot."

At the end of the street in the rainy city, there were scattered people walking back and forth, seemingly holding a wine barrel in their arms.

"Ok?"

One of the skinny men with a naked upper body felt that there seemed to be movement in the desert in the distance, so he stopped in place and stared blankly there.

"what happened?"

Seeing him standing still suddenly, the companion next to him was puzzled.

"Hey, you guys, did you hear anything?"

The thin man put down the wine barrel, pointed at the desert scorched by the scorching sun, and said with a tone as if something was about to happen.

Several other men who were moving the barrels also stopped and looked towards the place he was pointing at.

I saw that a large cloud of dust was suddenly raised on the desert about a few hundred meters away.

If someone looked from the side, they would find that the gravel in the desert was like sea water, setting off waves hundreds of meters long.

"boom!"

After a while, the few people felt the ground tremble, their eyes blurred, and a gust of wind swept the gravel, forcing them to close their eyes.

When they opened their eyes again, a tall figure over two meters tall was standing in front of them.

The visitor glanced at them, then looked down at the wine barrels they were holding in their arms, then turned around and lifted a barrel from the ground.

He raised the wine barrel, unscrewed the lid, and a large amount of clear water gushed out. Gulant opened his mouth wide and his throat bulged.

"Ah...that..."

The person next to him looked embarrassed and stretched out his hands, but he didn't know what to say.

Gurant, who was drinking water, glanced at him, reached out and touched his arms, took out a stack of banknotes, and stuffed them directly into his arms.

Then he walked and drank with the wooden barrel and left.

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