The Beautiful Swordsman Came with a Barbecue

At night, Skyler had a severed sword stuck on his left shoulder, and walked towards the camp with some staggering. Strangely, there was no sound in the camp.

Florence and other medics, unlike usual, rushed over to treat Skyler's wounds, only a man with long hair and no beard was sitting by a bonfire.

As for the others, they were all lying on the ground and falling asleep. The sun had just set, not to mention their chief, Skyler, who had just experienced a battle that took a whole day. time to fall asleep.

"You knocked them all out?"

Skyler walked to the bonfire, fell down, and said to Rayleigh, who was roasting the meat. Rayleigh nodded and said, "They are so disobedient that they have to move forward. By the way, how was the victory?"

In fact, Rayleigh had already witnessed the entire battle with his knowledge, but he wanted Skyler to speak out.

Hearing this, Skyler's mouth curled into a smile, and the scabbed wound on her lips was slightly torn, but she ignored it and said confidently, "I won!"

As he said that, he pointed to the severed sword on his left shoulder, and said proudly, "I cut off his sword."

Reilly shook his head and said, "So you just let Broken Sword stay in your body? Show off?"

"No...mainly cut my axillary artery, I don't have the strength right now to make sure it won't bleed a lot after pulling it out."

He was clearly talking about things related to his own life, but Skyler's tone was as if he was talking about some trivial things. Reilly was also used to Skyler's attitude.

Handing a nearly roasted piece of roast to Skyler, he said, "Eat something first, bragging is something you have to live to believe."

Skyler blushed, she was indeed slightly exaggerating her battle results.

As for Fossa, his saber was indeed cut off by Skyler, but Skyler was far from a victory. After all, in the duel of knowledge, if one side had his saber cut off, it was indeed a defeat.

But the battle is not, and Skyler can only say that he caused a lot of trouble for Fossa.

When Fossa took the boat back to the Moby Dick, he shrouded himself in the shadow of the moonlight and the ship, and was reluctant to get on the boat. Marco walked to the fence, frowned tightly, and shouted:

"Fosa! Are you all right? Are you hurt?"

"Ah? This... No, Brother Marko, I'm fine, I just... Damn, don't come down!!!"

As Fossa said that, he saw Marco jump directly from the fence, his hands turned into wings of burning phoenix flames, illuminating a radius of 100 meters.

Marko, who landed on the boat, looked at Fossa and was speechless for a long time. The squad leaders who were gathered around the fence also fell silent. After a while...

"Hahaha~ I'm dying of laughter!"

Bista slammed the fence, then arched his waist, and began to laugh wildly, even crystal tears oozing out of the corners of his eyes, as did the other squad leaders, who laughed loudly, making Fossa's face more and more ugly.

As the "confidant sister" in the white group, Marco looked at Fossa, his face was twitching, but he resisted and did not laugh out loud. The ball, fell and sat down.

At this time, Fossa was covered in blood, which was nothing. After all, after the battle, Yizang came back with blood all over his body last week, and from the looks of it, both of them were fine.

What really made the squad leaders laugh out loud was the broken sword on the ship's board, and... Fossa's hairstyle.

When I set off in the morning, Fossa's hairstyle was 3/4 of medium-length hair. Except for the hairline on the forehead to the top of the head, there was no hair, and the other hair was still lush.

But now... the hair on Fossa's right side has been shaved directly, not only the hair, but the scalp also seems to have been cut off, leaving only the left side and the back of the head, with lush hair.

The hair on the top and right side of the head...disappeared completely.

Marco held back his smile for a long time before he said, "Fosa, I'll give you some treatment, maybe... will it grow back?"

Fossa lowered his head, although he started to nod after hearing Marco's words, but his head was always lowered and he didn't dare to lift it up.

Marko sighed and put his hand on the wound on the right side of Fossa's head. Marko didn't think it was dirty, and Fossa didn't cry out in pain. With the activation of Marko's Phoenix ability, the wound began to heal gradually.

Finally, the wound was completely healed, and the "confidant sister" Marco also thoughtfully helped Fossa to remove the blood scab, but, looking at Fossa's hopeful gaze, Marco closed his eyes in pain.

The newly grown skin is firm and smooth, which is a bit out of tune with the rest of Fossa's skin, but most importantly... no hair follicles!

The hope in Fossa's eyes gradually disappeared, and finally, he said helplessly and desperately: "Thank you, Brother Marko, Brother Bista, can you stop laughing? Give me a haircut..."

Bista clenched his fists, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said, "Okay, what hairstyle do you want?"

Fossa's desperate, vibrato voice came out: "Look at me... what hairstyle is suitable for me?"

"Go bald."

The sea breeze tonight was so cold that Fossa had no sense of security at all. Standing alone at the fence, cigar after cigar, the other hand stayed on his new hairstyle and was reluctant to put it down.

What made Fossa even more melancholy was the newsbird the next morning. Looking at the two photos in the column, one was Skyler cutting off the sword that he had stabbed into her shoulder, and the other was Skyler cutting the sword. Pictures of my hair falling out.

"Who is that?!"

Suddenly, a voice that was very familiar to Buddha rang out. He looked back and found a sleepy white beard looking at himself with a puzzled expression.

"Dad! It's me! Fossa!"

Hearing Fossa's words, Whitebeard shook his head subconsciously and said, "Fossa went to teach Skyler a lesson yesterday."

As soon as these words came out, laughter broke out on the Moby Dick, which was noisier than the waves. The laughter also completely woke up Whitebeard. After carefully identifying Fossa, he said:

"When did you go to change your hairstyle? Are you lazy? Didn't you go to do my daddy's task?!"

"no no!"

Seeing Fossa's aggrieved expression, Marko hurriedly explained to him~www.NovelMTL.com~ Then he turned to the column of the newspaper that Newsbird had just delivered, and handed it to Whitebeard.

White Beard glanced at him and suddenly realized, and then looked at Buddha, and found that his face was full of grievances, and he couldn't bear it in his heart. After all, this is his own child.

Thinking of this, Whitebeard said, "Fosa, in fact, you look so good..."

Whitebeard really didn't know how to comfort Fossa. Seeing that Fossa's mood didn't improve at all, he pulled over a large wine barrel next to him and sat on it.

Afterwards, Whitebeard took off his captain's hat, looked at Bista, who had a ponytail and was still checking the ends of his hair, and shouted, "Idiot son! Come over and give Dad a bald head!"

"Ah?! This?! Dad! Think twice!"

Bista was a little surprised. When Fossa heard the words, he ran over to hold the white beard and said, "Dad, you don't have to do this. I'm not sad, not sad!"

Whitebeard pushed Fossa away, and Bista shouted, "Don't talk nonsense! Hurry up!"