General Lanlin of One Piece

Chapter 774 My name is Qilin (page 13)

On the coast of Shengting Island, Kosha looked anxiously at the sea behind him while struggling to resist the zombie army that was killing him around him.

I don’t know if I was frightened by the terrifying zombie army in front of me, or if the boat under me was too small and was trapped by the waves and could not turn around. The child who looked to be only seven or eight years old at most, but with long white hair, It actually rushed straight towards the coast where Kosha was.

Being so close, Kosha could see the young and fair skin on the other person's face.

Even in such a dangerous situation, Kosha couldn't help but admire in his heart when he saw the child standing on the boat.

What a handsome kid!

This child has long white silky hair. He is only 1.34 meters tall. His small face is as white and tender as a peeled egg. His facial features are natural and indescribably perfect.

A pair of bright blue eyes blinked full of aura, as if they were curiously looking at the terrifying zombie army in front of Kosha.

What surprised Kosha was the child's eyes.

His pupils turned out to be like stars, taking on the shape of a five-pointed star. Kosha had never seen such strange pupils in his entire life.

Moreover, he could not see the slightest trace of panic or fear in the other person's face and eyes.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Kosha suddenly felt that the child in front of him felt inexplicably familiar.

It seems that I have seen this face somewhere, but I can't remember it.

Could it be a resident of the royal capital?

Seeing the white-haired child who was pushed by the waves and rushed directly to the shore of Shengting Island, Kousha sighed in his heart, knowing that under such a huge wave, the other party, who only had a small boat, would not be able to escape in time.

He didn't bother to think about which resident in the royal capital failed to take good care of his child and carelessly let such a small child float in the sea in such chaos.

"Get away! You monsters! Get away from that kid!"

Kosha roared, wildly waving the long knife in his hand, and chopped off the heads of a few more zombies. Using the long knife dipped in salt, he forced the shadows in the bodies of these unkillable monsters to fly away, and desperately got closer to the ones standing dumbly on the boat. The child wanted to protect him behind him.

"Brother! No! You damn bastard! Come together and kill him!"

When the zombies saw another comrade's purified shadow falling down, they suddenly screamed with anger and swarmed forward. They stretched out more than a dozen big hands, grabbed Kosha's tired body, and pinned him to the ground helplessly. move.

At the same time, seeing how concerned Kousha was about the child who suddenly appeared in front of him, the zombies surrounded him with strange smiles. They stretched out their big rotten hands and grabbed the child's body in the sight of Kousha's eyes splitting.

"You care so much about this little guy, is he your child?"

A hippopotamus zombie with a bloated body and stitched together by countless patches lowered his head, put a big and terrifying face in front of the white-haired child, opened his big mouth, and smiled strangely.

"Get away from him! Monster!" Kosha roared, struggling wildly, but couldn't break free.

"Hahahaha, I like to see other people's despair the most." The hippopotamus zombie stretched out its big hand exposed to the white bones of the forest and grabbed the child standing in front of him. "I reluctantly accepted your child's shadow. Oh no, I was wrong. We don’t want his shadow. The child’s shadow is too weak and Lord Moria won’t like it, but we can accept his body and use it to make an exquisite child zombie. "Quack!"

Facing the four-meter-tall hippopotamus zombie in front of him, the white-haired child raised his head, revealing an innocent and cute little face, and said extremely seriously: "Zombie, you are wrong, I am not his child."

"Huh? Whose child are you?" The hippo zombie was stunned, and stretched out its big hand on the child's head.

Kosha was also stunned for a moment, and then shouted, "Damn it! Is this the time to worry about this now? Run away!"

The hippopotamus zombie was awakened by Kosha's shouting and suddenly said: "Oh, I know, you are lying to me. You want to distance yourself from your poor father who is about to die so that you can find a chance to escape, right?"

"Don't try to lie to me! I'm very smart! Don't let me be fooled by this little trick!" His ugly face twisted and he grabbed it with his big hand.

"No, my dad is not that weak. He is the strongest man in the world."

The white-haired child still spoke seriously. At the same time, amid the weird laughter of a dozen zombies around him, he waved his right hand, as slender as a bean sprout, toward the hippo zombie's grasping hand.

"Oh!"

A rapid explosion exploded in front of Kosha, and the wind and sand stirred up hurt his face, causing him to close his eyes involuntarily.

When Kosha opened his eyes again, he was shocked to find that the hippopotamus zombie that grabbed the white-haired child with its big hand had disappeared.

The crowd of zombies around him, as well as the Royal Army soldiers who came from the side to help him rescue him, all had their eyes bulging out, their jaws wide open as if they were dislocated, and they looked at that cute and harmless child with dumbfounded expressions.

Kosha's pupils reflected a wide and straight passage, cutting through the crowded zombie army and extending all the way to the royal capital wall at the end.

On the towering city wall, the huge hippopotamus zombie from before was embedded deeply, and its arms and body were all twisted into a ball.

Looking at the strange expressions on the faces of the soldiers and zombies around him, Kousha vaguely understood that the person who beat the hippo zombie away was probably...

This cute, childlike child in front of me?

"How is this possible?" Kosha was confused.

What he didn't see was that behind the twisted hippo zombies that were deeply embedded in the city wall, there was also a long row of zombies squeezing, all of which were knocked into the city wall by the hippo zombies that flew upside down.

The unlucky guy at the end even penetrated the city wall more than ten meters thick and fell into the inner city of the royal capital, causing a burst of exclamations.

The scene suddenly became silent, and countless pairs of eyes fell on the white-haired child.

In everyone's ears, they could only hear the sound of Weiwei and Moriah fighting in the distance.

Kosha swallowed his saliva and subconsciously asked in a low voice, "Child, is your father the strongest man in the world...Whitebeard?"

Kosha thought he was right, because just now he heard the child say that his father was the strongest man in the world. And who is the strongest man in the world if not Whitebeard?

Unexpectedly, upon hearing Kosha's question, the white-haired child wrinkled his nose in displeasure and argued in a thick childish voice: "My dad is not an old guy with a white beard. My dad is ... After killing the man with White Beard, the title of White Beard’s strongest will of course fall on my father.”

With that said, he took steps and walked straight towards Moria.

Wherever they passed, the zombie army around them was so frightened that they moved aside like a tide, allowing the little child to walk towards Moriah and Weiwei as if they were in no one's land.

"Who is the person who killed Whitebeard? Boss Kosha." A soldier asked in confusion.

Kosha was also a little confused, but soon he remembered who the person who killed Whitebeard was.