The human body is actually very fragile.

If you keep it sideways, you may break your arms and legs as long as you fall from a height of one meter, and if you fall right, it is not impossible to fall to your death.

Of course, this refers to the physical fitness of the earthlings.

In the world of One Piece, find a random civilian who is in good health, and you can win the Olympic championship on Earth.

So Ai Yin quickly got up, she didn't suffer any substantial damage, but she was caught off guard and was thrown to the ground by Hailan, grinning a little in pain: "What are you going to do?" Are you going to kill me? ”

Hailan replied to Ain casually, without thinking too much: "Didn't you tell me to let you down..."

Aine rubbed his aching arm, "But you can't just throw me on the ground." ”

Hai Lan explained innocently and seriously: "But the speed of putting it down like this must be the fastest." ”

At this time, Hailan was a little melancholy, "I'm not a child", after a long time, this sentence is not a little girl's nonsense at all, but she has never thought of the Devil Fruit ability.

"You..."

Ai Yin didn't expect Hailan to answer her like this, and she suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Forget it, for the sake of saving Lilith's face before, I won't bother with you."

Glancing at Hailan, Ain pulled out two short knives from his waist and turned his gaze to the warehouse after the explosion.

Seeing the weapon in Ain's hand that was specially tailored for melee assassins, and thinking of Vivaldi's assassination, Hailan asked, "Wouldn't that Vivaldi be assassinated by you little girl?" ”

Aine nodded and replied, "It's true that I killed me, but I'm not a child, and you are not allowed to call me a little girl in the future." ”

Hailan asked, "So how old are you?" ”

"You..."

Ai Yin was choked by Hailan's words again, how could there be such a simple and rude direct inquiry of a girl's age.

She took a deep breath before glaring at Hailan and replied, "I won't tell you!" ”

Hailan muttered: "If you don't say it, you won't say it, do you need to be so fierce..."

"Ahem... Ahem... Damn..."

Sure enough, even a huge explosion that could hear the sound of even half of "Jianhao Island" could not completely kill all the traffickers.

Players who can play underworld in the new world will not be weak no matter how weak they are.

Ai Yin glanced at Hai Lan, "Are you still going to stop me from killing them now?" ”

Hailan jumped back and sat directly on the eaves: "You're not a child, why should I interfere with your decision?" ”

“……”

Ain didn't answer, she took a deep breath, calmed herself, and with two sharp short knives in her hands, she rushed towards the traffickers who were surviving in the explosion.

Even though they knew that there would be people waiting for them outside, the traffickers had no choice but to come out and not hide in the granary.

After Al Yin ignited the flour and triggered the "Dust Explosion", the rest of the grain left inside became the best fuel, and it had already become a sea of fire.

If you stay there, you will be burned to death.

"Damn the little imp, if I catch her, I must find a way to sell her to the Draconians and let her experience a pain worse than hell. Cough... Vomit..."

"Hey, are you talking about me?"

"Who?"

The traffickers who escaped the flames were shocked, a voice they had never heard before.

Looking up and following the direction of the voice, the traffickers saw the owner of the strange voice, a strange girl.

The red eyes were set like rubies between the moving features, the long black shawl wavy hair shone slightly with a blue luster under the light of the fire, and the fair skin had been dyed red by the fiery sunset.

The upright upper circumference makes the unpretentious short-sleeved top a dazzling scenery, and the slender legs stained with dust and a trace of blood are even more reverie.

In the past, such a woman would definitely be the target of their hunt.

But the traffickers who saw this scene today had only one thought in their minds: Who the is this?

An enemy I've never seen before.

"Ahem... You look at her clothes... Like not like that... Cough... Little girl..."

"You mean... She's a Devil Fruit Ability? ”

Ai Yin bowed down and accelerated towards the remaining human traffickers, and in the dazzling firelight, Ai Yin's eyes reflected a little bewitching red light under the firelight, which was the breath of slaughter.

"Guessed right, unfortunately there is no reward."

Ain's voice was crisp and pleasant, but it didn't carry any emotion.

Seeing this scene, Hai Lan narrowed her eyes slightly, presumably this girl named Ai Yin must not be the first time to kill someone, otherwise it would be impossible to be so calm.

What kind of identity is she? Is "Ain" really her real name?

"Bastard! Don't underestimate us! ”

The grizzled traffickers, who had escaped from the fire and had become a bunch of black African buddies, were furious to the extreme, and now, they could finally kill the enemy head-on.

"Brothers, whoever kills this woman will be the new boss!"

"Good!"

The last remaining traffickers flocked to the area, their faces showing the ferocity and madness of a desperate battle.

A trafficker raised his knife and slashed at Ai Yin, who just waved his hand lightly, and the trafficker didn't even see her movements clearly, only felt a figure flicker in front of him.

Then he felt his shoulder lighten, his right arm was cut off like tofu in water, and the steel knife was still tightly held in his right hand, and it fell to the ground with a "clang" sound.

"Ahhh

The trafficker clutched the wound on his shoulder and wailed bitterly, and the eyes of the other companions widened in disbelief, this woman's strength was surprisingly strong.

What makes them even more incomprehensible is that if the other party can crush them, why waste their energy to calculate themselves?

And that's the opportunity Ain has been waiting for.

If you hadn't used the "dust explosion" to hit these traffickers hard, it would not have been easy to kill them without landing on the ground.

"Run!"

Before the words fell, Ai Yin stepped on the ground, accompanied by a cloud of qi centered on her footsteps, and Ai Yin's figure instantly caught up with the fleeing traffickers like a ghost.

Of course, this is not a shaving or a monthly step, but when the speed reaches a certain level, it will have an effect.

Under the dazzling light of the fire, Ain's figure wandered among the traffickers like a ghost, and the two short knives in her hands were like two living snakes, and each arc would bring a scar to the traffickers.

Clusters of blood bloomed in the crowd, like a rose that had been cut off from hell by darkness.

The two daggers were swung out of rhythm like a baton in Ain's hands, and roses danced beside Ain like blood-colored butterflies, staging a sharp waltz by the campfire.