Chapter 236 Gunmanship
In fact, Xia He had guessed that Corazon would put some “things” in the food, but out of trust in the original work and knowing this guy’s identity and character, he chose Meng Xuan without hesitation.

who knows……

“No, poisoning is fine, but can the poison be so strong?”

Feeling a sharp pain in his abdomen, Xia He first knelt on the ground, and then rolled over until sweat covered his forehead and his face began to turn purple. He then closed his eyes and completely lost consciousness.

Baby-5, who was hiding behind a tree: ()
Luo, who was also hiding not far away and secretly observing: ╭(⊙o⊙)╮

Not long after, Corazon also emerged from nearby, walked quickly to the unconscious Xia He, and picked him up.

Then, he turned around, glanced at Luo and baby-5, and walked towards the town without looking back.

The two little guys were left behind, looking at Xia He’s drooling, miserable appearance, and couldn’t help but twitching the corners of their mouths for a moment.

“How pitiful…” baby-5 sighed.

“I don’t know if he can hold on.” Luo muttered to himself.

It would be better for such a young child to leave here as soon as possible, right?
he thought.

Little did he know that even if Xia He really wanted to leave here, Doflamingo would definitely not agree now.

……

“Why do you always pick on me?”

“Why don’t you go after the guy with the spotted hat?”

“You are so old, and you poisoned a two-year-old child. Aren’t you ashamed?”

Propping himself up from the bed, Xia He angrily denounced Corazon.

At the same time, looking at Xia He’s lively appearance, Corazon fell into deep thought.

It was because less than an hour had passed since Xia He fell to the ground due to the poisoning.

Even though the amount of poison he administered was very small, he was able to recover to this level in such a short time…

Is this kid’s physique really so abnormal?

[This is just the initial stage of the trial. As a family member, it is normal to be poisoned when you are outside.]
[If you are scared, run now, it’s still not too late]
“I’ve already told you, I’m not leaving.”

Xia He said helplessly: “Do you know why I ran here with that guy in the fur hat? He killed many villagers in our village, including the village chief and his wife. If I really run away, my family, friends, and even the villagers of the entire village will surely die tragically at the hands of the Don Quixote Pirates. What’s more… Doflamingo now knows my specialness. Do you think he will let me go easily?”

After these words were spoken, Corazon, who was already speechless, fell into silence again.

He felt that what Xia He said made sense, and he couldn’t think of any solution for the time being, so he took out a bottle of antidote from his arms and wrote on the paper: [Drink it]
“What is this?” Xia He blinked.

Corazon was too lazy to explain, so he pried open Xia He’s mouth and poured the medicine directly into his mouth.

“Gurgle gurgle gurgle~~~cough cough cough cough cough!”

“Damn… guy…” Knowing that this thing was the antidote, Xia He continued to pretend to hate Corazon to the core.

[They will let you go to class next week at the latest]
[Be prepared to suffer, kid.]
Two more notes like this were left behind.

Corazon picked up the empty bottle, turned around, and left the cabin.

……

as predicted.

As Xia He expected, Corazon really didn’t bother him again during this week. After understanding Xia He’s difficulties and situation, and knowing that the child would most likely stay here in the future, Corazon changed his previous attitude of making things difficult for him, and instead began to secretly send him meals late at night.

[The child is too young, it is the time for him to grow]
These are the words Corazon wrote after Luo discovered that he was feeding Xia He.

Luo didn’t say much about this.

He knew Corazon too well.

The cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness he displays on a daily basis is all an act.

Apart from his deceased parents, there is probably no one in this world who is warmer than this guy.

Time flies, and it is already a week later.

That morning, Xia He was called by Torrebol to an open space in the town.

Looking at Torrepol, who was wagging his nose and slowly approaching him, Xia He couldn’t help but step back in disgust.

“Good morning, Xia He. I heard that you passed Corazon’s test? Then from now on, it’s our turn to ‘teach’ you.”

As he spoke, he took off the flintlock rifle on his back and handed it to Xia He: “I heard from Diamanti that you are very accurate with a gun. I had people draw more than ten finger-sized targets two hundred meters away. If you can hit them, then in terms of firearms, no one in our entire Don Quixote family should be able to teach you.”

“Two hundred meters away?”

It’s just such a short distance. If I can hit the target, no one in your family will be able to teach me?
One by one, are your shooting skills so bad?
He raised an eyebrow.

But then I thought about it, in the original animations I had watched, whenever there were naval battle scenes, those flying shells and bullets rarely hit anyone…

From this perspective, it does make sense.

“Perhaps it’s because they think guns have a limited range, and it’s hard to cause damage to strong people, so almost no one practices it?” He guessed the reason in his mind.

Then he rejected the gun that Diamanti handed over, opened the wooden box on his back, took out the sniper rifle he had discovered earlier and said, “I’ll use this.”

“Forehead……”

Do you even have your own gun?
Torrebol spread his hands and said, “As you wish,” then stepped aside.

But before he could turn his eyes to the target.

next moment.

boom!
boom!
boom!
The gunshots rang out rhythmically.

Xia He didn’t even look through the scope. He just fired ten shots in succession with his naked eyes, and every shot hit the center of the bull’s eye.

Torrepol was so stunned by his relaxed and nonchalant look that he even forgot to sniff his nose, which almost fell to the ground.

“Heh.” After putting away the gun, Xia He chuckled.

Just kidding, with this modern rifle, he can almost hit the target from a distance of 1,500 meters, let alone 200 meters.

“What an amazing shooting skill…” Torrepol exclaimed.

However, before Xia He could feel proud for a while, he heard him continue: “Then the next step is close combat training…”

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall and extremely strong man wearing a rabbit-ear hat appeared in the open space.

(End of this chapter)