I Have No Interest In Devil Fruit

[Chapter Header Serial Art Is Hilarious Laughing 8 "You call this hypnosis? ! 』]

[The woman stops the guards, shakes the pendant in her hand at them, and slowly approaches. The man with the drawing board on his back looked at the wooden stick she hid behind her, and was shocked. ]”

The window on the side of the road opened, revealing a strong woman with a fierce face.

The yelling at Lynch just now, as well as the egg on Lynch's trouser leg, obviously belonged to her.

Robin was very surprised, isn't this Lynch's hometown? How could they be thrown eggs?

"Hello, you know me..." Lynch looked down at the egg liquid mixed with egg shells dripping from his trouser legs, and raised his head to ask the strong woman behind the window, "Where is my home?"

"I do not know you!"

The strong woman roared and slammed the window shut, then there were several bang bang bang bangs in the room, clinking noises, and bang—the door was pushed open vigorously.

Holding an iron spoon in her hand, she pointed at Lynch and cursed, "I don't know you, you heartless little bastard! Get the hell out of here!!"

In the small mountain village, more and more people walked out of their homes and onto the road, and saw the two teenagers over there—especially Lynch. Obviously, everyone in the village recognized him.

"Lynch?"

"Really Lynch?"

"Bah! You brat, what are you doing back now?"

"He still knows to come back?"

"Get out!!!"

At first it was just a lot of discussion, but it became more and more exciting.

Especially when they saw Lynch's calm face without any guilt, they became even more furious.

Shhhhhh!

Another rotten egg hit Lynch.

Lynch scanned around, "I said, it's just asking for directions."

What he answered were balls of paper, vegetable baskets, eggs, clods of soil... All kinds of messy things rained down on his head, body, arms, legs, and feet.

Robin crossed his hands in front of his chest, intending to use Huahuaguo's ability.

But she immediately discovered that when the debris that rained down fell on her side, they were blown away by invisible forces.

It's his "ghost"...

Robin suddenly realized that it wasn't that Lynch couldn't dodge the thrown debris, but that he didn't want to dodge in the first place.

"So unfriendly?" Lynch looked at the mess on his body, "Forget it, I'll find it myself..."

"I told you to get out, can't you hear me?!" The strong woman rushed over with a big iron spoon in her hand, "You bastard!!"

when!

The big iron spoon hit Lynch's head hard, and a wound was cut on his forehead, and bright red blood flowed down.

The strong woman was also taken aback, why didn't this bastard hide?

"Auntie, you are blocking the way."

With a flick of his hand, Lynch dragged the strong woman aside.

The strong woman staggered and fell to the ground with a big buttock. Why is this brat so strong?

She cried and scolded: "Lynch! You've grown up, right? Poor! You left your own sick mother to become a pirate, and now you're still beating people in the village..."

"He's not someone we know anymore!" cried the rest of the village. "Get him out!"

Lynch ignored these voices, and walked on the streets of the village by himself, looking around, looking for buildings or pictures that could evoke a sense of familiarity.

Robin remained silent and followed closely beside him.

Seeing Lynch's attitude, the villagers were so angry that they almost burst into tears.

"Lynch, you bastard, don't you really have any regrets?" An uncle holding a wooden stick cried and said angrily, "I really misjudged you!"

"Your mother was so seriously ill back then, and she was still taking care of you. Why did you abandon her so cruelly? It took two or three years after she left!"

"You don't deserve to come back! Get out!"

The villagers were arguing and throwing things. The crowd was excited, and the main firepower was on Lynch, but no one noticed that Robin, who was following Lynch, was clean and hadn't been hit by anything.

Lynch allowed them to make noise, and only pulled aside a roaring uncle or an armed aunt when they blocked his view or blocked his way.

He has practiced hard for more than half a year, and with the support of his stand-in "B.I.B", with his current strength, ordinary villagers can't stop him.

The villagers were angry and startled, what's going on, why is this kid so strong? Since he was so powerful, why didn't he resist?

Robin looked at Lynch, who was already in a mess, even with wounds on his head and arms, and was very worried.

At the same time, her heart was heavy, she could probably hear what happened...

A little girl from the village rushed out from behind the turbulent crowd on the side of the road, held up a frying pan, and smashed it heavily on Lynch's head.

A strand of blood trickled down from the original wound.

The little girl in the village cried: "Lynch, you big villain! Do you know that your mother...Aunt Lily...is dead! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Woo..."

"I found it, over there."

Lynch pushed the pan away and looked at the other side of the village, near the foot of the mountain.

A small wooden house stood there, and a flower garden could be seen faintly.

It's just that on the rope in front of the door, the fluttering bed sheet and the woman named Lily in the memory fragments are no longer seen.

With a bang, the pan fell to the ground, and the little girl in the village cried very sadly.

The other villagers were also sad when they heard it, their eyes were red and they shed tears.

Lynch walked towards the house.

As soon as he moved, other villagers became even more angry and surrounded him.

"I have no regrets at all, you little pirate!!"

"What's the use of coming back now?!"

Lynch didn't look carefully at the faces blocking the road in front of him, and pushed them away when they blocked the road.

Things like stones and eggs continued to hit him.

"Who is this little girl?" Someone reached out and grabbed Robin beside Lynch, "It must be a little pirate too! It's not a good thing!"

"It's still possible to make an inch of it." Lynch grabbed his collar and threw it aside.

Robin followed Lynch without saying a word, getting closer and closer to the flower garden cabin.

"Absolutely!" The two strong men were full of anger, and they opened their arms to block the door, "I will never let you in!!"

Lynch grabs one, and "B.I.B" goes up and grabs the other.

One person, one left and one right, throwing aside the two who were blocking the door.

Bang bang, the two strong men in the village were a little confused.

In fact, along the way, many people were also beating drums in their hearts while being angry.

What's going on, Lynch has become so powerful after being a pirate for two years? With so many of us, how could we not be able to hold him, a brat? !

They made a fuss along the way, and Lynch seemed to ignore them, making them feel very embarrassed!

"Okay! Don't you think it's embarrassing?" In the small wooden house, an old voice suddenly sounded, "It's all gone!"

"Village chief..." The villagers gathered outside the door looked at each other in blank dismay.

Lynch pushed open the door of the cabin and walked in.

Robin followed behind, closed the door, and saw the aggrieved villagers outside, lingering.

The light of the setting sun is projected in from the small window, dividing the interior of the wooden house into two parts, light and dark.

Lynch glanced at the furnishings in the cabin, the plain and simple furniture... There are some vague memories, not even the pictures, but some "impressions", some feelings of being touched, came to mind.

He saw a newspaper lying on the table which had obviously been cleaned.

A news report about the young hunter Giorno. Newspapers a long time ago.

"They beat you, why didn't you resist?" From a chair in the shadows, an old man with a cane came out.

Lynch said casually: "How should I put it... If it were me, I would be one of the people who beat up Lynch."

He wiped the mixture of blood and egg liquid on his face, smiled and said, "So, I quite understand these people outside. They should like the mistress of this house very much!"

"Really!" The old village chief, leaning on crutches, walked up to Lynch, raised his head and asked, "You went to sea for two or three years and found what you called...the panacea that can cure your mother's illness ?"

Lynch looked at him, "No."

This should still be in line with the style of One Piece, right? Shouldn't it be abuse? I'm so scared...