One Piece: Tyrant Bear

There are few concealed objects that can hide the body. The bear dare not act rashly and stays inside.

Outside is a wilderness, and the stones are piled up chaotically and irregularly.

On the top of the mountain, there are all these kinds of stones, of different sizes.

Further up, above the top of the mountain, he couldn't see clearly.

"Someone smokes?"

The breath rose, and the bear saw the smoke, which meant that there were people around, which was strange.

There are people on an uninhabited island, and there are not a few of them. Xiong is not sure who is in front of him, or if it is not a human being.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 240 The Wild Island

Where there is smoke, it means that someone is cooking in front.

The bear followed secretly, but there were no trees, and the stone was staring at him. His figure walking under the stone was very funny.

I couldn't help but want to laugh, squatted down, approached step by step, be careful, be cautious, the bear will not swagger past, and then point to the other's nose and say that you are all rubbish.

As a connotative pirate, Xiong understands the essence of the word low-key. When he approached the past, he saw who the person who was burning the fire in front of him was.

Human beings, body shape, appearance, 91% the same.

The difference lies in their clothing. They wore a pair of pants and no other clothes on their bodies. Their skin was dark and there were some strange things on their heads.

There are many kinds of patterns painted on the face, colorful, around the campfire, dancing strange dances, jumping and jumping, I can't help laughing when I see it.

The "animal" is burning on the flame, and a stick is connected in series. If you look carefully, the bear finds something extraordinary.

They are not roasting animals or fish, but human beings.

Human beings like them should be their clansmen, roasting on it, and the people around them are not sad, only excited.

Talking babbling words, making gestures constantly, one by one coveted the body of the clansman who was about to be roasted, salivating.

"I am Cao."

There are thousands of words in Xiong's heart that mmp doesn't know when to say or not to say, roasting humans and eating the flesh and blood of his own people.

Are these people the legendary cannibals?

"The taste is really strong."

They started eating, now cutting somewhere, taking their unique knives, cutting underneath, cutting, and finally cutting a strange object.

Xiong couldn't help looking at his crotch, and couldn't help but shiver, he couldn't stand it anymore.

He couldn't take it anymore, and what was even more frightening was that the group of people rushed to eat each other, one bite for you, one bite for me.

For this, a fight broke out, and the winner took the last bite.

Xiong couldn't take it anymore, and looked down again, I, Cao, they... they're fucking dogs.

"This group of cannibals really have nothing to say." I can accept you eating human flesh, but is it really okay for you to behave like this?

Poor brother who died, being tortured by you like this, I don't know what he would think if he was still alive.

When the bear got up again, they had already finished eating, and they leaned together with smiles of enjoyment.

Inexplicably quiet and beautiful, the bear tiptoed through, not wanting to deal with this group of cannibals, so as not to disgust himself.

"Crack."

Accidentally, the bear made a mistake and stepped on a stone, making a weak sound.

He lowered his head, his face full of bitterness, he seemed to have caused trouble.

Looking up, a group of cannibals surrounded, armed with their ancient weapons, yelling at the bear.

Xiong helplessly raised his foot, cursed a few words, how could he be so careless, then raised his hand and waved.

"Go on, I'm just passing by, don't be nervous, don't you want to see the scenery, go on."

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

All the cannibals stared at the bear without taking their eyes off it.

The bear sighed, but they still refused to retreat.

"Hey."

Put away the Bible, there's nothing I can do, it looks like I'm going to fight.

These cannibals are not good people, their eyes revealed a desire to fight, the excitement of hunting prey.

Seeing a stranger, and tall, if it is roasted and eaten, the taste will definitely not be bad.

Most of their eyes were on the bear's bottom, and they couldn't help choking up a mouthful of saliva. The bear noticed their eyes and stared at his bottom.

His complexion is not good-looking, isn't it a little bad for you to show no face like this.

"Ahem, my place is big, I know, you are envious and jealous, I also know, but you can't look at me so directly, I'm afraid."