The woman was tall and slender, with short blond hair.
She wore a yellow hat, lemon-slice earrings, a yellow short dress decorated with lemon-slice patterns, and white high heels.
She had white gloves on her hands and carried an umbrella with yellow and blue stripes.
She was charming in appearance and always wore a smile.
Judging by her looks alone, she could be considered a sweet little beauty.
But once she started fighting, she was absolutely ruthless.
That was because Moke recognized her at a glance.
This man and woman were none other than the senior agents of Baroque Works: Mr.
5 and Miss Valentine.
Behind them stood Mr.
7, Miss Father’s Day, Mr.
8, Miss Monday, and, of course, Mr.
11.
Moke’s gaze immediately fell on the sword in Mr.
11’s hand.
If nothing unexpected happened, that sword should be Kashu.
As for these people, he did not take a single one of them seriously.
Not just them—even Mr.
5 and Miss Valentine were the same.
Two pieces of trash…
They had truly wasted two excellent Devil Fruits: the Paramecia-type Bomb-Bomb Fruit and the Paramecia-type Kilo-Kilo Fruit.
Vulture’s face was also filled with disdain.
“One of you has a bounty of ten million berries, and the other has a bounty of seven and a half million.
And you dare act arrogant in front of me?
Who gave you the courage?
Baroque Works?” Whoosh…
Moke had already transformed into a beam of light.
Before anyone could react, he was already beside Mr.
11.
He snatched Kashu from his hand and began admiring it.
“Eek…” Mr.
11 was so frightened that he retreated seven or eight steps.
Then he flew into a rage.
“Give Kashu back to me!” Mr.
7, Miss Father’s Day, Mr.
8, and Miss Monday exchanged glances.
They all saw fear in each other’s eyes.
Then, with perfect tacit understanding, they each took a few steps back.
“Bastard…” Mr.
5, Gem, and Miss Valentine, Mikita, were also furious.
In their eyes, Moke’s act of ignoring them was a direct humiliation.
Gem in particular looked as though, if his gaze could kill, Moke would have died countless times already.
“Nose Fancy Cannon!” Gem reached into his nose and dug around, then pulled out a massive booger.
Afterward, he flicked it out using the power of the Bomb-Bomb Fruit, sending it flying straight toward Moke.
Once it hit, it would trigger a violent explosion, and its power was quite impressive.
But it was just too damn disgusting.
Such a powerful Devil Fruit had been dragged down several levels by him.
Moke did not even have the desire to swing his sword.
He once again turned into a beam of light, dodging the disgusting attack.
At the same time, he appeared right in front of Gem.
His index finger pressed against Gem’s forehead…
Light rapidly gathered at the tip of his finger.
“Not good…” Gem’s expression changed drastically.
He wanted to dodge, but there was no way he could make it in time.
“Hm?” But at that moment, Moke sensed a sharp gust of wind coming toward him.
His expression changed slightly…
With a burst of strength in his legs, his entire body retreated seven or eight meters.
At that moment, a tall, muscular man appeared.
He had a monk-like hairstyle and was dressed like a martial monk.
He now stood where Moke had been moments ago.
“Mr.
1, Daz Bonez?!!!” Moke revealed a surprised expression.
He truly had not expected Crocodile to send even him.
After all, this man was Crocodile’s number one subordinate.
Daz Bonez looked at Moke with an assessing expression.
“At first, I thought you were just a guy who got lucky and ate a powerful fruit.
But now it seems you do have some skill…
You actually dodged my Spar Break.” As Daz Bonez spoke, a woman with an afro walked out, swaying with every step.
She looked at Moke meaningfully and said, “It seems the Marine bounty wasn’t completely baseless…
hm.” “Hey, hey…
I’m saying, you Baroque Works people are really going too far.” At that moment, Vulture, who had been the first to arrive, leapt down and landed between the two groups.
His expression was wild and arrogant, as if he did not place anyone present in his eyes.
However, Daz Bonez did not even spare him a glance.
His eyes remained fixed on Moke.
“Gem, Mikita, I’ll leave that guy to you…” Moke looked at the people in front of him.
Each of them acted as though they already had him in the palm of their hands.
He immediately realized something.
He did not have any battle achievements to his name.
So even though his bounty was high, these people would not take him seriously.
Therefore, he needed a battle that could intimidate most people.
Otherwise, every random nobody would come looking for him!
Only now did he truly understand the power of being “praised to death.” “Atomic Spar!” Daz Bonez turned his palms and fingers into blades, placed his hands between his wrists, and then lunged fiercely at Moke…
Moke’s eyelids twitched.
At this moment, he finally realized something.
Daz Bonez had not yet awakened Armament Haki.
Therefore, no matter how strong he was, he could not cause Moke even the slightest bit of damage.
So…
Why had Crocodile sent Daz Bonez here?
This was not some ordinary underling…
Suddenly, a guess appeared in Moke’s mind.
Could it be that Crocodile himself had also come?
Otherwise, it made no sense.
After all, as a Logia user, no one understood the “invincibility” of Logia powers better than Crocodile.
Therefore, Moke did not dodge at all.
He simply allowed Daz Bonez’s attack to strike him.
Just as he had expected, under elemental intangibility, Daz Bonez could not harm him in the slightest.
Daz Bonez’s pupils contracted.
“You really are a Logia ability user.” “Hey…
Are all of you acting like I don’t exist?” A pair of wings spread out from Vulture’s back.
This guy was actually a rare flying-type Zoan ability user.
Clearly, he was also about to make his move.
After all, he would not allow his prey to be stolen by someone else.
But at that moment, from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a figure.
His entire body trembled.
He immediately turned his head to look.
When he clearly saw the person who had arrived, terror appeared in his eyes.
Then, with a flap of his wings, he shot into the sky.
Without even thinking, he chose to flee.
However, a figure rapidly caught up to him.
A metal hook viciously pierced into Vulture’s abdomen.
“Why are you running?
Just now, you looked like you didn’t take Baroque Works seriously at all.” “Pfft…” Vulture spat out a mouthful of blood, utterly despairing as he cried out in shock, “So the person behind Baroque Works is you!” The newcomer was naturally one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea—Crocodile.
Hearing this, Crocodile grinned faintly.
“You know too much…
so die!”
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