The moment before his fist landed on his cheek again, Sanji tightened his grip on the man's hand. Kicked the man's ribs to pieces, then clamped his chest with both legs. Punching a man in the face mechanically, punch after punch, felt like punching a blueberry pie covered in jam.
The man was so angry that Sanji looked expressionless and wanted to end his life with the last punch. At the moment he raised his hand, in a field of blood-filled and bright red vision, he saw Leonard's corpse turning its head and looking at him.
The girl was lying flat on the ground, and the reddish-brown wound on her neck was clearly visible. However, her eyes were extremely clear, and her lips moved.
"I'll wait for you in the future."
Sanji couldn't tell whether this was reality or fantasy. He loosened the man's collar, stretched out his bloody hands, knelt down in front of Leonard's body and cried loudly.
Intention: Love is an everlasting light.
