The crew of One Piece all want to blame me

This day was a nightmare for the powerful people of Flandore.

At first, when they heard that the remnants of the Starlight Theater Troupe had broken in, they didn't take it to heart at all. It's just two people, just send out a few private soldiers, there's no need to make a fuss.

But they didn't expect these two people to fight from the port to the villa area. Not to mention private soldiers, not even the city guards could stop them.

Hearing that the city guards were almost completely wiped out, these dignitaries finally panicked. Especially those who had brutally killed members of the troupe. At this time, they were afraid of nothing and hurriedly left their homes with their bodyguards.

But what awaited them was a fatal bullet.

Even if these people were surrounded by bodyguards, a bullet would hit their knees with perfect accuracy, preventing them from escaping Flandore City.

"Ahhh!"

The middle-aged man fell to the ground holding his knees and let out a miserable scream.

"You bunch of losers! Can't you even stop a bullet for me?!"

The bodyguards ran to the middle-aged man in panic and hurriedly tried to treat his wounds.

It's not that they don't want to protect their employer, but because they didn't expect that this place would be sniped.

This neighborhood is a villa area. Not only are there buildings blocking the bullet path, but they also block the few places where they can hit the employer.

This is truly airtight protection, and they take it for granted that the middle-aged man cannot be sniped.

However, reality is such a slap in the face. The middle-aged man was shot in the knee by a bullet in a place where snipers could not reach him, and he lost the ability to move.

"Now you understand what pain feels like, huh?"

At this time, a pink figure slowly walked over.

"Kill him! Kill him quickly!!"

The middle-aged man didn't know Kaguya, but he understood that the person appearing in front of him at this time must be the remnants of the troupe.

As long as you kill him, he will survive.

The middle-aged man had a good idea, but the bodyguards around him stared at Kaguya and did not dare to attack him rashly.

No matter who it is, if they see Kaguya's appearance at this time, they will definitely be like the bodyguards who dare not attack without permission.

Because...this guy obviously didn't have any wounds on his body, but he was bathed in dark red blood! Not to mention the wounds on his body, even his clothes didn't have any scratches!

Look at Kaguya's long and sharp nails, as well as her hands and arms that are stained red with no skin color... Anyone with any brains can figure out that he has torn a lot of people apart with his nails!

They don't want to be torn apart at all...!

Kaguya glanced at the bodyguards who dared not attack and the middle-aged man who was unable to move because his knees were shattered, and slightly raised his lips to reveal a sneer.

"If you don't care about your life, come here and die. If you care about your life, get out of here. I have no grudge against you, so there is no need to tear you apart."

"No! You are not allowed to leave, don't leave! Please kill him! I will give you ten times the commission!"

The middle-aged man was so frightened that he crawled to a bodyguard on his hands and knees, hugged his legs and begged loudly.

He regretted it very much at this time! If he had known that today would happen, he would never have tortured and killed those Starlight Troupe members!

It's all Bibiru's fault! It is said that the few who escaped have no ability to take revenge. Let them not worry and study criminal law to their heart’s content.

He really wanted to retrieve Bibiru's body and whip it to vent his anger! But it's useless now... He killed the people in the troupe with his own hands, and the man in front of him couldn't let him go.

"Give you one last chance. Die or get out?"

The cold murderous intent spread, and the bodyguards shuddered as if they were awakening from a dream, and quickly took a few steps back to escape.

The bodyguard whose legs were being held by the middle-aged man was even more frightened and did not dare to look at Kaguya, for fear that he would tear him apart if he did not go his way.

"Employer, there's always someone to blame. I won't die with you."

After saying that, he threw away the middle-aged man and ran away.

"No! I'll give you twenty times the commission! Thirty times! Forty times!"

However, the middle-aged man's shouts failed to stop anyone, and the bodyguards disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Ah."

Kaguya was very satisfied with the knowledge of these bodyguards. After a chuckle, he slowly walked towards the middle-aged man.

Hearing the footsteps coming from behind, the middle-aged man trembled with fear.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of the troupe members he tortured to death.

He felt very happy when he listened to the painful screams of the group of people.

He insulted and killed his wife in front of her husband, and killed the other in front of two sisters. Listening to their pleas and desperate cries, he appreciated the wonderful feeling of power.

But at this moment, those cries and pleas became a life-threatening curse.

Kaguya grabbed the middle-aged man's neck and sneered.

"Tell me, where did you put their bodies?"

Anyway, he understood that it was impossible for this group of people to bury his troupe family.

Although he had already come to his senses, when he heard this man say that the corpses were all in the prison dump, he couldn't help but crush his head.

His family... was wronged.

Kaguya gritted her teeth, turned around and walked towards the villa where her next target was.

Not far away, Hill watched this scene and slowly put down the sniper rifle in his hand, sighing deeply.

Before today, he had never thought that Flandol would have an underground prison. There are countless corpses and prisoners in this prison.

However, there were very few real prisoners, and the rest were just slaves bought by Bibiru in order to study something.

Fortunately, they arrived in time and the slaves were rescued without much pain.

But those corpses...

There is a huge concave pit in the dungeon prison. There are countless hounds of King Bibiru V roaming here, and the bodies of all the prisoners who died in prison will be dumped here. Called a prison dump.

Atlas and Allen came to the giant pit and looked silently at the thousands of hounds and skeletons scattered everywhere.

"...Or...set it on fire."

Allen looked at the hound inside and sighed softly.

This group of hounds has gone completely crazy. Instead of being afraid when seeing people, they are salivating and barking.

"...There are Director Lukken and the troupe family members inside. Those...are the clothes of the dancers of our troupe, those are the shoes of the drummer...that are the hats of the deputy director..."

Atlas saw the introductions one by one, and he could recognize the things the people in the troupe were carrying at a glance.

Allen fell into silence listening to his words.

In this situation, he couldn't even say a word of comfort.

"Alan, help me find some cloth."

"……cloth?"

"Yeah. I'll go down and take them out of this damn place."

After saying that, Atlas jumped down resolutely.