One Piece: The Long Road

The weather in the Great Channel changed strangely. One moment the sky was clear, but the next second, snowflakes like goose feathers fluttered. The chill in the air also became clear.

The snowflakes falling from the thick clouds were very white and slowly fell on the deck full of blood. In contrast, they were extremely dazzling. Snowflakes symbolized purity. After they were stained with blood, they turned into sins. s color.

The merchant ship moored on the sea has a name, the Sear.

It seemed that kneeling was too uncomfortable, and Serak changed his posture to sit cross-legged. Before that, Yado's body was covered with a white cloth, which was taken out by the crew of the Seaa who did not participate in the battle, and those who The pirate's body was thrown into the sea without incident and fed to the fish.

No matter how much respect is given to the dead, they will not respect these pirates who died on merchant ships.

The snow was still falling, and it was getting bigger and bigger. The white cloth covering Yaduo's body was inevitably dyed red.

Serak, who was sitting cross-legged, took out a cigarette from his arms, swung it towards Simon, who had regained some strength, and asked, "Smoke?"

Simon swayed his thighs with difficulty, and also changed his posture of sitting cross-legged, placing Wuluo on his legs, without answering, just shook his head to signal that he would not smoke.

"Sure enough, he's a kid. Cigarettes are a good thing." Serak smiled, took out his lighter, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and said in a low voice, "You bastard, Yado, let me seduce you, you will die. Not smoking, not at all…”

Halfway through speaking, Serak's hand holding the lighter froze in vain and became silent. Yes, the character in the words was lying not far away, and he was no longer there. Maybe he still couldn't accept it.

Simon watched silently, and his heart was inevitably sad.

"Crack."

The sound of the lighter cover broke the short silence. After Serak lit the cigarette, he ignored the sunken chest and took a deep breath. On the top is a look of enjoyment, as if the depression in the chest is just a decoration.

Physical pain? What is that.

Serak took a sharp puff of cigarette again, and a cigarette burned to the end in a few puffs.

"Little devil, are you a navy?"

Throwing away the cigarette butt, Serak put his hands on his knees and asked suddenly.

Simon nodded.

"What position?"

"Lieutenant Colonel of the headquarters."

"Oh, not bad, boy."

"good."

"Although it's not surprising that you are so young to sit in this position, kid, your spirit still needs to be restrained."

As if chatting at home, Serak said a word without a word. If he was sitting in a tea shop, then the scene would be peaceful, but the crew carrying the corpses around was a bit dazzling.

As if he had found the topic, Serak said more.

"When I was a major general, there was always a stalker behind my butt, and that stalker was chasing me desperately. Actually, I wasn't as powerful and great as that stalker imagined, but that stalker was a fool, even No eyesight."

A face full of nostalgia quietly slipped down two tears. Serak seemed to be unaware of this, but lit another cigarette.

Simon looked at the tearful man in front of him, his body stood up straight, the gesture of a listener.

"After I left the navy, that idiot must have been very disappointed and lost. He worked so hard to catch up with me, he clearly envied the position I was in, and he clearly had his own ideals, so why should he follow someone who only talks big? An idiot going out to sea is a complete idiot, and he died in the end, and there is no cure."

Tears suddenly surged up, and Simon was slightly moved.

"Yado you bastard! Damn bastard!"

Serak stood up in vain, smashed the cigarette in his mouth on the deck with one hand, and roared towards the seemingly gloomy sky covered by the thick clouds. The slightly hysterical voice caused the crew on the deck to be silent. When they got up, everyone had a look of sadness on their faces.

"Don't you want to catch up with me? Don't you want to impress me? Don't you want to be the position of that **** major general? How can you die so easily, how can you die so easily! Aren't there many, many things? Haven't done it yet?"

Snowflakes fell on the face full of tears, merged with the tears, and the merchant ship sailing at sea burst into a sad cry in vain.

The silent tears could no longer contain the full of sadness in my heart, and turned into hysterical cries.

Any man who doesn't cry easily, go to hell.

Seemingly infected with the grief that was completely released, the crew on deck began to cry softly.

Yaduo, that young man with a cold face and a warm heart but a little cute died, died on this ruthless sea, maybe one day, he will die too, maybe in the next second.

The middle-aged man with some simple bandages leaned on the wooden board, raised his head slightly, and the arms across his face could not stop the tears that slowly flowed down and fell on the deck.

Those bounty hunters who died in the hands of pirates have no middle-aged partners.

Simon slowly closed his eyes. At this moment, a lot of pictures appeared in his mind in vain, many, many, about the smiling friend, about the slightly rogue uncle, about the serious but kind village chief, About the green island and the warm uncles and aunts.

About... that blood-red world.

How long is this moment?

It's just a few short breaths, but what has passed is unforgettable thoughts that are willing to be based on eternity.

Simon opened his eyes again, but there were no tears in his eyes.

After venting, Serak seemed to feel better, letting the tears raged on his face, and instructed the crew: "Those who are still alive, quickly transfer to the pirate ship."

After finishing speaking, he simply turned around and walked towards the pirate ship leaning next to the Searia~www.wuxiaspot.com~ as if it would be a shameful move, and it never happened.

"Captain, what about the Sear?" a crew member asked.

Serak paused, then lifted his foot and walked again.

"Burned."

The faint and firm voice came, causing the crew to look at each other. Although the Sear was damaged in many places by the battle, it could still sail under emergency repairs. The most important thing is that this ship was the captain's hard work, so it burned like this. now...

"Funeral..."

Simon stood up, looking at the back and thinking silently.

After a few minutes of rest, although there is still some weakness, it is not difficult to walk.

The crew's movements were quick and ready in no time.

Serak stood on the bow of the pirate ship with a torch in his hand, and behind him stood the crew of the Seaa.

Quietly looking at Yado's corpse covered with a white cloth, Serak seemed to see the cold kid standing on the deck smiling at himself.

"Ten years, what a short time... The Sear is your coffin, in heaven, will you laugh?"

Serak's face was filled with sadness. After whispering a word, the torch in his hand drew a brilliant fire and threw it towards the Sear where the kerosene had been poured.

As soon as the torch fell on the deck, a fire started, and in just a few breaths, the fire drowned the Searia.

"Okay, back to their respective positions, target, Ice Iceland!"

Serak turned around in vain, without a trace of sadness on his face, and commanded in a deep voice.

"Yes."

The crew responded and hurried back to their posts.

At this time, Simon was the only one by his side.

The pirate ship suddenly moved, and the Sear, which was full of fire, suddenly became farther and farther away.