One Piece: Tyrant Bear

Chased, failed.

Every chase, almost, just a little bit.

Smoker was thinking in his heart, is he really so unlucky?Almost, a foot away.

"hateful."

Gone, watching him go, helpless, he hated it.

His eyes fell on the bear, the familiar breath, the suffocating pressure.

"How will you be here?"

"I've been here all this time. I should be the one asking you this sentence. How many people are you here to hunt down again?"

"Hmph, if you hadn't stopped me, how could Straw Hat Luffy and the others have escaped from my palm."

Every time, someone will come out to stop, Long, Bartholomew, this time it's Ace, did Luffy hang up?

Life is full of legends, and he began to doubt life.

"Smog, it seems that you haven't improved at all these days. I thought you would become smarter after experiencing the disaster. It seems that I was thinking too much."

Holding the Bible, I don't give it any face.

"I overestimated you too much. A mission failure is a failure. You can't shirk it. No matter what the reason is, you can't change the fact."

Smoker looked down, clutching his weapon angrily.

Talking to this man, he could never keep his composure, and he wondered if he was really cranky.

"Humph."

"let's go."

Can't fight, can't kill, to avoid unnecessary casualties, Smoker took the soldiers back.

Xiong shook his head and smiled wryly, this man has become smarter.

"Hey, there is one less person who can talk."

Can't stimulate him and starts to get bored.

The bear held hands and walked leisurely.

On the shore, bursts of cold air suddenly emerged.

In the icy cold, freezing the surrounding world, a man came leisurely from the distant ocean on a bicycle.

Riding a bicycle on the ice, at this scene, many people who saw it were so shocked that their pupils widened.

Qingzhi approached the shore, carried his bicycle up, slowly came to his side, and put down the bicycle.

"I'm exhausted."

Leaning against the wall, stretching his waist, he glanced at the bear beside him.

"It's weird how you look at me like that."

"Have it?"

Xiong is envious, look at him, the way he plays, he pretends to be aggressive, ordinary people can't do this.

To deal with the details, and to control the devil fruit to a certain extent, dare to do so.

Cycling on the sea, this kind of thing, to be honest, the bear has never tried.

"Hehe, you've changed, you've become nagging."

"Oh?"

I haven't said much, so you say I'm nagging, so how do you start?

"Isn't it?"

"When you saw me in the past, you wouldn't look like this, indifferent and gloomy. That was your past. Now you are not as unpleasant as before."

"Really?" Xiong touched his face, have I changed?

Maybe it has changed and grown up.

People always grow up.

Now he is no longer a teenager, without the passion and impulsiveness of the past.

Calm, not indifferent, ruthless.

"You never answered my question before, Bartholomew, where have you been hiding all these years?"

It's the first time we meet in so many years.

Changed from each other, he matured, and he grew old himself.

The relationship between the two, as time passed, became even uncertain.

Friend, foe, or something in between.

"What are you looking at?"