The Merry Swordsman of One Piece

I accidentally sent the wrong chapter, this chapter is in the second volume, and it was not clearly seen when it was released, resulting in it being placed in the first volume. Hopefully, the subsequent writer assistant will update the feature, which can only be rereleased now.

I am very grateful to those who have always supported me and have been reading my books, I will always work hard and stick to the end, I hope you will give more advice.

The following can be ignored, some short stories written by individuals.

My name is Xiaoshuai, an eighteen-year-old young man who dropped out of school at the age of fifteen to work in food stalls, learned three lines of water and electricity, and learned to repair mobile phones.

Although he has worked in so many industries, he has not made any money, and he has inadvertently entered a foreign factory under the relationship of his relatives.

In the factory, the assembly line earns hard money, only the management and technical talents mix well, and the salary is high.

To this end, I learned technology from the old Cheng of the production line, one of the few senior workers in the old Cheng factory, the honest people have no hobbies, and they have almost reached the realm of all four empty men. If he hadn't had a wife, I would have thought he was a monk.

And Lao Cheng is still a thief, he has never invited anyone to eat, and he is usually reluctant to buy good dishes when he cooks by himself, and he can get a meal of tomato eggs.

His wife is one meter six meters tall for a factory canteen employee, with a round face and a slightly fat figure. Although it doesn't look good, it has the murder weapon of the thirty-six emperors, and sure enough, the murder weapon is only found in fat people.

However, I found a very strange thing, Lao Cheng never played at his wife's window when he cooked in the cafeteria. Occasionally I saw Lao Cheng hitting his wife's window, and his wife didn't react at all, which immediately surprised me, and secretly wondered if there was any story between Lao Cheng and his wife.

So I secretly observed Lao Cheng and his wife, and found that the two met in the factory and hardly said hello, and even if they met, they would not give a good face to Lao Cheng, and there seemed to be a deep hatred between the two.

As the days of studying beside Lao Cheng became longer and longer, and the relationship with Lao Cheng deepened, gradually Lao Cheng began to teach me true skills, and occasionally invited me to his house for a drink after work.

When I arrived at Lao Cheng's house, you had a glass of me, and after a few cups, the urge to urinate hit, and when I went to the toilet, I just passed the balcony, and there were all kinds of clothes hanging on the balcony.

Suddenly, I casually looked up and suddenly noticed something that surprised me.

Among the many things, a small object caught my eye instantly.

Openwork classical flower pattern, but also silk. Suddenly I was shocked in my heart, I never thought that Lao Cheng would play so well.

And there was still a pair of suspenders hanging on the balcony, and suddenly almost nosebleeds did not spray out, and quickly sorted out his mood and returned to the living room.

Returning to the wine table and continuing to drink with Lao Cheng, his words showed envy for Lao Cheng's good life. However, Lao Cheng only showed a wry smile after hearing this, and did not say anything, just poured beer.

When the drink was almost the same, Lao Cheng's wife came back, and after seeing the two of us dirty with smoke and alcohol, her face was as dark as a pot.

"How did you do it, make the house so dirty." One sentence immediately embarrassed me, so I could only find a reason to leave.

When I left Lao Cheng's house and closed the door, I faintly heard his wife's scolding voice, but Lao Cheng did not dare to say more.

Since then, I have not been to Lao Cheng's house to drink.