One Piece’S Scarlet Swordsman

"Master Crocodile..."

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

"You really came to save us."

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

"Crocodile? Could it be that Shichibukai person."

At the top of the bell tower, Crocodile's body is slightly sideways, looking at the people below, and said solemnly.

"Shut up to me, stupid people."

"I just came to take the head of the pirate's neck."

"So handsome." The blonde girl who fell in front of Gurant looked at Crocodile with a look of hope.

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

"Long live Crocodile!"

Suddenly someone shouted like this on the street, and then countless people echoed loudly.

"The patron saint of Alabasta."

"King of the desert, Crocodile."

"Hahahaha..." Crocodile stood at the top of the clock tower, looking at the people below who were calling his name, laughing out loud, looking helplessly.

"Well, just call it whatever you want."

Looking at the pirates, his expression sank, said.

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

"Hey, I said, are you underestimating us?" Among the pirates, a tall man wearing a white scarf raised a knife in disapproval.

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

"You are a running dog who sells your soul to the government for power."

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

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

"If you don't want to die, get down."

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

"Puff puff……"

After a dozen blades were inserted into his body, the pirates burst into laughter when they saw that Crocodile was so easily caught.

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

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

But Crocodile just raised his left hand with a golden hook, and with his movements, there was a burst of wind breaking in the sky.

The pirates looked up, sweating coldly.

The tsunami-like gravel was converging towards the top of Crocodile's head, spinning rapidly in a spiral shape, and finally converging into a desert tornado.

The coconut trees on both sides of the street were blew "crushing", and the people who were afraid of being injured by accident listened to Crocodile's words and lay on the ground and did not dare to look up.

Gurant casually pulled off a white scarf lying on the woman at his feet and put it on his head, so as not to be caught by the wind and sand.

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

"Hmph, you pirates and I are not the same level, stupid pig."

Crocodile put down his left hand raised high and looked down at the pirates who knew nothing about life or death, disdainfully.

"As for these, it's my reward."

Crocodile grinned, bent over to lift the package in the pirate's hands, carried it on his shoulders, and turned and walked towards the desert.

"Master Crocodile..."

The people looked at Crocodile's fading back, with their hands up, cheering and seeing off in excitement.

"Da da da……"

At this time, there was a rush of hooves, and Gurant turned his head and looked around. A group of soldiers with long-handled weapons arrived on horseback.

"Is it Crocodile again?"

They stopped outside the crowd, looking at the cheering crowd, frowning silently.

"Being ahead of him again, this is not a good thing." The leader frowned.

"time to go."

Gurant stood on the edge of the street with a camel in his hand, which he got when he passed by while people were paying attention to Crocodile.

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

...

In the desert, Gurant rode slowly forward on a camel, with a white headscarf on his head to protect him from the scorching sun.

"Crocodile, very cautious."

After Gurant chased out of the city, Crocodile seemed to use his abilities to leave quickly, and covered his trail.

"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 placed on the upper left corner of the map, a city marked with the word [RAINBASE].

"At this rate, at most one day will be there."

"However, it's still too slow."

Gurant reckoned, frowned, jumped off the camel, and patted the camel's head. The camel seemed to understand what Gurant meant, and turned and left by himself.

"Then, let's run."

Gurant stretched out his hand to tear off the white turban on his head, let it drift away in the wind, and pressed the top hat on his head.

"boom!"

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

After one hour……

Alabasta's dream city, rainy place.

Alabasta hasn't had a single drop of rain for more than a year, but the rain area is the only city that has not been affected by drought and civil strife.

"Ah, it's so hot."

At the end of the street in the rainy city, scattered people kept walking back and forth, seeming to have a wine barrel in their arms.

"Um?"

One of the thin men with naked torso felt there seemed to be movement in the desert in the distance.

"What's wrong?"

The companion next to him saw him suddenly standing still, wondering.

"Hey, do you hear anything?"

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

Several other men who were carrying wine barrels also stopped and looked at where he was pointing.

I saw that a large amount of dust suddenly lifted up in the desert about a few hundred meters away.

If someone looks at it from the side, they will find that the gravel in the desert is like sea water, throwing up waves that are hundreds of meters long.

"boom!"

After a while, several people only felt the ground shook, their eyes dazzled, and a gust of wind swept in the gravel, and they had 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 in their arms, turned around and lifted a barrel from the ground.

Lifting the wine barrel, unscrewing the lid, a large amount of clear water gurgled out, Gurant's mouth widened, and his throat was agitated.

"Ah...that..."

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

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

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

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