I reached the top of Pirates

Chapter 242, Section 241: Evil people will be punished by other evil people!
Boom!

The force of thousands of tons sent Hancock flying instantly.

His figure blurred into a streak in mid-air, with ripples of air spreading out in front of him.

A few seconds later.

Bang!Bang bang!

With each step, Moonwalk continuously dissipated the terrifying force emanating from his body.

He landed and just as he regained his footing.

"Thunder! Bagua!!"

Boom! A black and red lightning-wrapped staff was grabbed by the half-beast Yamato and swung down from above.

Hancock's expression remained cold and fearless.

His grayish-white right foot, wreathed in black and red lightning and a peach-pink halo, rose and kicked out in an instant.

"Big! Fragrant feet!"

Boom!

A clash of overwhelming colors.

The ice around them was instantly shattered into countless tiny blocks by the impact mixed with lightning.

His right foot did not make contact with the spiked club; at the point of impact, a cluster of irregularly shaped, undulating, bright red energy accumulated.

The two gritted their teeth.

No one obeys anyone.

The surrounding ice surface was constantly cracked into terrifying ravines.

The two separated in the next instant, then simultaneously shattered the ground and collided together.

Flames, ice, petrification.
Punching, kicking, swinging sticks.
They fought each other with all their might.

"I am not the same concubine I used to be. I have everything you have."

"Enough with the nonsense, I'm going to beat you until you're crying for your parents today."

# characters simultaneously appeared on the foreheads of Yamato and Hancock:
"Humph!"

The terrifying aftershocks of the two women's battle forced the World Government ships in the distance to halt in place, unable to advance an inch.

A man with mechanical arms and a sassy demeanor stared wide-eyed at the man in front of him who bore a striking resemblance to him, his finger trembling as he pointed into the distance:

"Dad, are those two even human?"

"Spandam, calm down. Don't worry, Garp, Zeff, and Aokiji are on that island. We don't need to worry about safety. Yeah, I think so."

Spandam looked at his son, who had perfectly inherited his cowardly and despicable nature, and nodded with satisfaction. That's good; he wouldn't have to worry about his safety anymore.

"This mission is quite special, and we must complete it. If we can complete it, I am confident that I can help you get to the position of Commander-in-Chief of CP9."

Perfect timing, I'm also getting promoted to CP0.

"Don't worry, Dad. I heard he's just a lucky guy who stumbled upon the Golden Lion's legacy. We have plenty of ways to deal with him."

"By the way, Dad, did you find that cat-man who almost killed me last time? If you hadn't had connections to get my arms modified, I might still be crippled now."

"I couldn't find him. It's like he disappeared into the ocean. But don't worry, if he dares to show up, I'll definitely get someone from CP to kill him."

"Hmm, that's good. I was itching to get rid of her. By the way, Dad, is that the Empress? She's so beautiful!"

The son had a lewd smile on his face.

"You scoundrel, don't look! That woman's abilities are too dangerous. If we're not careful, we'll turn to stone. There are plenty of beautiful women in the world. She's too dangerous for us to be spying on."

His father looked at him with disappointment and frustration, but he was also secretly glancing at him.

On the large ship, Moses held a copy of the latest edition of the Global Times.

The topmost bolded heading.

"The Seven Warlords of the Sea Team Up: Crocodile Slays the Legendary Man - Shiki the Golden Lion!!!"

There are pictures and truth.

In the scene, Crocodile stands in the center of the group, looking quite disheveled. However, compared to the Golden Lion lying on the ground with a gaping hole in his chest, Crocodile undoubtedly looks incredibly cool.

The entire ocean is already boiling in some parts.

However, the scope of its spread is still somewhat limited.

Because the Global Times' business has not spread too far.

However, with Fishman Island as a transit point, it's believed that this matter will spread like wildfire across the sea in just a few days.

Karp's lips twitched as he looked at the images in the newspaper, his face darkening as he turned to Moses:
"I remember he had a ship's wheel stuck in his head, didn't he? How come he looks so much older?"

"do not know."

Messer pursed his lips, and Garp, looking displeased, asked again:
"Didn't you kill him? What does this have to do with Crocodile?"

"It was Crocodile who did it, we all saw it."

A # appeared on Garp's forehead. What big thing is this little rascal up to now?
Feeling somewhat helpless, I looked at this newspaper, which had less than half the truthfulness of its content.

resignedly.

"Oh my, the Seven Warlords of the Sea are really something. Regardless of whether it's true or not, the expressions on the faces of those above them must be quite interesting."

Use pirates to control pirates.

They only sent four, and they already took down a legendary pirate. If they sent all seven, could they have taken down Whitebeard?

Kuzan smirked and uttered this cryptic remark.

Garp glanced speechlessly at his "naive" disciple, while Zephyr looked at Yamato and Hancock in the distance, and then spoke a blunt truth to Kuzan:

"Can you defeat those two women by yourself?"

Kuzan's eye twitched as he glanced at the two violent women still fighting in the distance, and he squinted as he said:

"Professor Zephyr, what have I done to offend you? Are you trying to kill me?"

Those two women are not easy to deal with; their abilities are extremely dangerous. If they fight me to the death together, even if I win, it will probably be a humiliating victory.

The body might have missing parts, right?

Zephyr looked at Hancock with a serious expression. Had this Shichibukai woman already reached that level?
Is he showing off his fist?

Garp glanced at Moses beside him and smiled helplessly:

"Tell those two little girls to stop. The World Government staff are here."

Mercer smiled and said, "Okay."

A few seconds later, watching the two of them collide and separate again,
next moment.

Conqueror's Haki is released.

A chilling crimson spiritual aura surged forth, sweeping over Yamato and Hancock in the blink of an eye.

They even flew over World Government ships.

The two men, who were about to charge at each other again, froze and turned to look at Mercer.

Mercer waved to them with a grin, signaling them to come back.

The two looked at each other.

Hancock ignored Yamato completely, and with a happy smile on her face, ran towards the shore.

Yamato glared at Hancock's retreating figure, displeased, and said:

"Running so fast."

But her long legs made her stride just as impressively as hers.

Garp rolled his eyes at Messer: "It's like I don't have any. It's just a measly Conqueror's Haki. Show-off."

Zefa's face darkened.

A dozen seconds later, the two stepped onto the ice and jumped onto the large ship.

Yamato puffed out his cheeks and said unhappily:
"Why did you call me back? I'll be able to beat her in a little while."

Hancock walked over and, seemingly oblivious to everyone else, took Moses's arm, asking curiously:

"What's wrong? Why did you call me back?"

Yamato glared at Hancock, "Méther is calling me, what's it to you?"

Hancock tilted her head and looked her up and down. "You have no self-awareness at all. How can you compare to me? Of course, Moses was calling me 'this concubine.'"

Dahe gritted his teeth, and wisps of cold mist spewed from the gaps between his teeth, which were still in a semi-beast form, causing ice to freeze on the deck beneath his feet.

A pinkish-red halo appeared on Hancock's body, and the deck beneath her feet showed a petrifying effect.

The two men, their spirits rising, clashed fiercely.

Moses said speechlessly, "You can fight if you want, but don't fight on the ship. Our ship is innocent."

"Okay!" Hancock's expression changed instantly, and she looked at Moses with a sweet smile:

"I will obey your command."

With a deep, resolute chest heaving, he walked to Mercer's side, extended his left hand, and stared intently at Mercer:

"You like playing with my paw pads, right? I'll let you play with them, but you need to keep this woman away from me."

Messer blinked, grabbed her hand, and pinched the paw pad in her palm. Yamato raised her chin at Hancock, her icy blue beast eyes full of provocation.

Hancock's lips twitched violently, she clung tightly to Mercer's arm, her chest contorted in pain, and she glared at Yamato with hostility.

Kuzan and the other two watched this scene with twitching eyes.

"Oh my, how enviable! Moses, watch your step, or you might get beaten to death one day."

Moses glanced at him, then looked seriously at Yamato and Hancock:
“This guy has bad intentions. If something happens to me one day, you two must send him down to keep me company.”

Kuzan's eyes twitched as he noticed the two women's gazes towards him had changed.

Mercer looked at him calmly, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"Kid, did you accidentally affect the people on that ship?"

Zefa glanced at Messer and said, his eyes twitching.

Moses shook his head: "Who would want to care about them?"

Using his Observation Haki, he sensed the father and son who had fainted on the deck some distance away. He didn't know one of them, but as for the other, Moses narrowed his eyes and thought to himself:
They're really tough; they didn't die.

Another man with a serious expression appeared on the deck. Moses chuckled; he was also an acquaintance.

"Kuzan, go and tell Bogart to take some men and check it out," Garp ordered speechlessly.

"Hey? I'm a general, don't try to boss me around with such trivial matters, old man."

Kuzan looked at him with resentment.

"Also, Bogart took the marines on the ship and the kids from Moses's side to those islands teeming with wild beasts for survival training. They're all out here."

Garp scratched his head, looking embarrassed. "Ahaha, sorry, I forgot. You go ahead then." He sighed, scratching his head again.

"Forget it, they're not going to die anyway. That guy's there, and there's no rush. Let them continue sleeping."

Since his disciple was so lazy, Garp was too lazy to go either. He picked his nose and said, "Fine, that's fine too."

Zephyr narrowed his eyes and looked at Moses:
“Those islands teeming with ferocious beasts are very valuable. Why don’t we move a few of them to our naval headquarters to use as training grounds?”

Yes, it's paid.

Moses narrowed his eyes and looked at him with a smile, "Moving one or two over there is fine, one hundred million Berries or a Devil Fruit."

Zephyr glared at Moses with a dark expression:

"Why don't you go and rob it?"

"Isn't this what I'm doing—robbing someone?"

"These islands are my spoils of war, and I have the right to dispose of them as I see fit. If you don't want them, I'll take them with me. I'll float high above my head, and if anyone ever dislikes me, I'll send one of them down from ten thousand meters in the air as a gift."

Zefa and the other two had twitching lips.

This is why the Navy doesn't want to provoke Shiki; the losses in resources would be too great.

Even if a regular meteorite can be broken, it will cause a lot of damage. But what if an island were to fall on your head?
The generals aren't very effective.

The subsequent consumption of human, material, and financial resources will be terrifying.

Zefa glared at Moses, his face dark. "Do you know that after this deal, your information will definitely end up on the desks of even more high-ranking figures?"

Mercer said indifferently, "It doesn't matter."

My eye twitched; I was so annoyed.

Garp laughed heartily, "You've got guts! No wonder you're my grandson, well done!"

Kuzan looked at Garp with a resentful gaze: This old man has never spoken of himself like that in front of outsiders.

Garp looked at Kuzan blankly and asked:
Why are you looking at me? Do I have eye boogers?

Kuzan said speechlessly, "Try picking at the corner of your right eye yourself."

"Ah? Thank you."

Moses looked at Yamato and Hancock and said, "Go back and change your clothes. They're torn in places."

Hancock looked at her black cheongsam; there were indeed several tears at the waist.

Yamato looked at his trousers, which were now ripped and covered in stone chips.

There were still many places where new flesh had grown, all of which were shattered after being petrified. The phantom pain was still there. His lips twitched, and he became even more annoyed with Hancock.

That coward's abilities are disgusting.

You can suffer a great loss if you're not careful.

Hancock blinked, a sweet smile playing on her lips. Yamato's lips twitched again, and he quickly entered a state of perfect harmony with nature.

The cold air dissipated.

A pure heart makes one's body as clear as ice.

Without looking back, he went to the second floor of the ship's cabin.

Hancock blinked. "Then I'll head back now. See you later."

Reluctantly, he let go of Messer and returned to the Nine Serpents.

……

time flies.

in the afternoon.

Mercer and his companions sat at the bar in the cabin, drinking and chatting.

"Hello? Is anyone there? This is Spandam, a staff member of the World Government. We're here to make a deal."

An unusually unpleasant and somewhat cunning voice came from outside the cabin.

Mercer paused in his sunflower seed-eating spree, then resumed. Kuzan, standing nearby, asked, "Aren't you going out?"

"No rush, let them wait a moment."

Moses said calmly, "We have plenty of time."

Kuzan shrugged. Well, whatever. He wasn't the one who made the call to arrange the deal.

It's Teacher Zefa.

Garp is completely uninvolved.

Moses asked curiously, "Why are you from the World Government? Aren't you from the Navy?"

Kuzan continued, "Our navy can't develop that kind of thing on its own; we can only report it. However, a vice admiral came along with us."

"Aren't you going out to take a look?"

"Wait a minute, the people who came with them are actually acquaintances."

Kuzan nodded: "It's Jiaji. He was probably sent because he had contact with you in Alabasta before."

"Tch! Sending a beautiful woman to please the eye is fine. Sending a rough guy is an eyesore. Thumbs down. Let him wait a while longer."

After waiting for a while, the shouts outside had gone hoarse, but still no one came out.

Zefa couldn't stand it anymore, after all, he was the one who called and reported it.

She glared at the three of them, including Messer, and stormed out.

Suddenly, the sarcastic, flattering voice of a smiling tiger rang out from outside, along with Zefa's voice suppressing his anger.

Mercer sighed, "I knew it. Why did you have to rush out? Now that old man Zepha is making himself uncomfortable."

"Logically speaking, we should just let Kuzan go. After all, he's a general, and he wouldn't dare to make any demands."

Then, looking at Kuzan, he said, "Am I right?"

Kuzan snapped, "Get lost! It's all your fault!"

Then, with a displeased expression, he said, "They dared to swear at Professor Zephyr because they know he's injured and not in good health."

"As people get older, their tastes cool," Mercer said with a smile. "This damn navy job is so boring. Why don't you quit and come with me?"

Upon hearing this, Kuzan's expression immediately became quite interesting, his lips twitching:

"Get lost. What class do you belong to? What class do I belong to? I can't afford to lose face if I fight with you."

"Ha! You look down on me now, but you'll be begging to be yours in the future. There will come a time when you'll be begging me to take you in."

Don't blame me for being sarcastic or sarcastic later.

Kuzan pursed his lips and chuckled, "Then I'll wait for that day to come."

Garp glanced at them speechlessly. "You two brats, speak properly to this old man."

Just then, five people walked in from outside. Zefa walked over to the bar without saying a word, his face dark, and sat down, picking up a drink and drinking it.

Suppress your anger.

Jiaji followed with a wry smile.

The remaining people were Spandam and his son, and a man who was clearly a scientist. When he saw the man, Mercer's eyes flickered slightly.

Standing three meters tall with long limbs, and sporting two ram horns in his long, black, pointed hair.

She wore purple lipstick and eye makeup, with a flat nose and long eyebrows. She wore an orange-yellow striped suit jacket over a light blue overcoat with the word "GAS" printed on all four sides.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh. I am the world's greatest and most brilliant scientist, Caesar Courant. My time is precious. Who among you is a trader? Hurry up and hand over your stuff so I can go back and study my great project."

"You've wasted my precious time, you might not be able to afford to compensate me."

Seeing his arrogant and smug look, Messer's gaze turned amused as he looked at Kuzan:

"This guy deserves a beating. It's not too much to ask me to teach him a lesson, is it?"

"Ah la la." Kuzan closed his eyes. He didn't like these people either. He laughed. "I can't see or hear anything right now."

The next moment, Mercer appeared in front of him, grabbed his neck, and with a "squeak," rushed out of the cabin and threw him into the sea.

Splash! A handful of water splashed up.

When a person with superpowers enters the water, each impact makes a loud thud.

"Aaaaaah, help! I can't swim, I'm a complete landlubber!!!"

After screaming and thrashing his hands out of the water twice, he sank into the sea.

Moses finally had some peace and quiet.

At this moment, Jiaji came out, looking at Moses with a helpless expression:

"That's enough. He's a famous scientist, after all."

"Just give them a beating, don't kill them."

Mercer stomped his foot on the ground, and an invisible frequency fluctuation spread out. The sea below trembled, and as the seawater surged, a water sphere with a diameter of three meters floated out.

Caesar Cullen floated weakly in the water sphere, his eyes rolling in terror as he looked at Mercer's pleading face.

With a flick of his finger, the top of the water sphere bloomed like a lotus flower, revealing only Caesar Courland's head.

He was panting heavily, and after taking in enough air, he was about to burst into a tirade, but when he saw Mercer's indifferent eyes, he immediately put on a fawning, pitiful look, like a dog.

Mercer said casually, "You looked pretty cocky just now."

Caesar slowly clenched his right hand, the water sphere began to compress, and his mouth gradually opened wide, his eyes bulging outwards.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Big brother, have mercy! I'll never do it again!"

"Hey! Release Dr. Caesar right now! He's a member of the World Government. You'd better let him go if you don't want to die."

Moses turned his head and saw Spandam. It seemed the lesson wasn't enough, so he slapped the air.

At the same time, the air rapidly sculpted into a slap that landed on his face. *Smack!*
He was thrown backward as if he had been hit by a large ship, blood spurting from his mouth and nose.

He collapsed to the ground and convulsed.

"you"

"After beating the young, now it's the elders' turn," Spandam was about to speak in a fit of rage, but upon seeing Moses's intrigued gaze, he immediately tightened his lips.

This is what is meant by "evil people will be punished by other evil people".

Moses felt that his ears were finally quiet.

At this point, the water balloon relaxed a little.

Caesar had snot and tears streaming down his face.

He looked at Moses with a pitiful expression, filled with fear:

"I was wrong, please forgive me. I'll never be so sarcastic again."

(End of this chapter)