Pirate King: I'm determined to be the King of Sons-in-Law!

Chapter 56 The loser dies from talking too much

The next day, in the brigadier general's office.

"Bang!!!"

HP-1 office desk.

"You bastard!"

Murak's face was contorted with rage.

"You've gone too far!"

"Calm down, calm down, Brigadier General."

Xiluo kept wiping away his sweat.

Last night, the Hot Gorilla Casino was raided and the doors were sealed off. Although the casino staff were all imprisoned in the branch jail and could be released whenever they wanted, the impact was real.

He could guess without even thinking that news of last night's events would surely spread throughout the underground world.

"How can I calm down?!"

Murak's eyes were bloodshot as he gritted his teeth and said, "If we don't get rid of that brat, who will respect me as their highest commander!"

"Yes, Brigadier General is right."

Xiluo echoed his agreement.

Since we can't accept them as dogs, we have no choice but to kill them.

They certainly couldn't do it themselves; otherwise, if it escalated, no one could escape punishment, as murdering a colleague is a serious crime.

We can only rely on external forces!

But a person's name is like a tree's shadow.

Major Loya's consecutive annihilation of two super pirate crews and his formidable reputation in the East Blue are enough to demonstrate his strength. There are very few strong individuals in Loguetown who can deal with him.

Bartolomeo!

The image of that dim-witted, super-villain flashed through Xiluo's mind, but he quickly dismissed the thought.

The other side is even more cunning than a scoundrel; if they want to get Barto to do something, they might just turn their attention to them.

The problem is that no one else is helpful!

Murak was also aware of this. Loya had been promoted to major based on his combat record and was a true combat expert, unlike those officers who relied on connections or seniority.

Strength is the opponent's biggest trump card.

Murak rested his chin on his hands, his gaze growing increasingly cold.

Contact Eric!

"What?!"

Xiluo gasped.

"Whirlwind" Eric, a notorious assassin in the East China Sea underworld, can take out anyone for the right price.

"Commander, money."

"1000 million Pele!"

"Understood, I'll contact him right away!"

1000 million Berries—such a high price is enough to make Eric take action!

In the blink of an eye, a week has passed.

After more than a dozen underground gangs were sent to prison by Loya, even ordinary people knew that a branch major who dared to go against Brigadier General Murak had come to Rogge Town.

"Black Hair" Loya!

The street leading to the Food Tavern.

Because it was so late, the streets were deserted, the shops on both sides were already closed, and there were hardly any lights on.

Loya and his two companions walked in the middle of the street.

Fenbdi and Zango were very excited; for the past week, they had been either fighting or on their way to fight.

I haven't felt this good in a long time.

But the two also had some concerns.

They did arrest quite a few thugs, but after a few days, the branch would release them on the grounds of insufficient evidence.

"Major Loya, is what we're doing really working?"

"Of course it works."

Loya slowly stopped in his tracks.

These days, his crackdown on underground forces may seem like a futile effort, but it is actually a contest between him and Brigadier General Murak.

Murak deliberately ignored him, his real purpose being to force him to submit and become a dog, just like the other captains, sharing scraps to fill his stomach.

He came to Rogge Town to become the boss there, so naturally he was unwilling to back down, let alone go along with the corrupt practices.

He didn't care about such small gains either.

Arresting people is just a means to an end.

Once prestige is lost, it's not easy to regain it!

Given the sheer size of the Loguetown branch, Loya couldn't believe that all the marines, especially the lower-ranking ones, had submitted to Murak's rule.

Murak is the one who's in a hurry now.

"They're here."

Loya stared ahead.

A thin man emerged from the shadows.

The man blocked the way for the three of them.

"Loya with black hair, isn't that right?"

"Who are you?"

Loya scrutinized the other person with great interest.

She was very thin, her hair was combed back neatly, and she wore a pair of unusually long, narrow black glasses.

Were they assassins sent by Murak?

That's a really low-level tactic.

The man pushed up his glasses, a mysterious confidence playing on his lips: "I'm Eric. You should have heard of me."

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Quiet.

Loya looked at Finbuddy and Zango, and the two of them shook their heads at the same time.

Have not heard.

An awkward atmosphere spread through the streets.

Eric was starting to lose his composure.

"Eric! [Whirlwind] Eric!"

"Sorry, I've never heard of it."

The three of them waved their hands in unison.

"Click!"

Eric was shot in the heart, and tears of sorrow streamed down his face.

I've never even heard of him.

"How dare you underestimate me!"

Eric rallied, his index and middle fingers pressed together, and sneered, "Someone's offered 500 million Berries for your head. You can rest easy dying from the scythe-weasel aura of the Scythe-Scythe Fruit!"

"The Scythe-Scythe Fruit?"

Loya's expression became much more serious.

"Are you an ability user?"

"That's right."

Eric was very pleased with the surprised reactions of Loya and the others, and explained his ability in a very cooperative manner: "I ate the Scythe-Scythe Fruit, and the wind I can create with my fingers is as sharp as a famous sword."

"No matter how powerful you are, my abilities can easily tear you apart."

"Get ready for the attack!"

Eric flicked his fingers, then swung them at Loya and the other two, sending out several imperceptible slashes of air!

"Scythe Whirlwind!"

"Whoosh!"

A strong gust of wind blew by, and the hem of Loya's clothes on his arm suddenly tore open, revealing several bloody cuts on his skin.

Both Fenbdi and Zango had several bloody marks on their bodies, as if they had been slashed by a swordsman!

"boom!"

Deep slash marks appeared on the ground and the surrounding walls!

"What happened?"

The two stared wide-eyed, completely unaware of each other's strange attack, while Loya had already rushed out the moment he was attacked!

In the blink of an eye, Loya traversed more than ten meters and arrived in front of Eric, gripping his knife in a backhand and slashing horizontally at Eric's body!

Now that we know the other party's abilities, even wasting a second would be disrespectful to their boastful words!

The Scythe-Scythe Fruit allows the user to unleash slashing waves with a flick of their fingers, clearly indicating an advantage in ranged combat. Closing the distance is the obvious way to deal with this situation.

"So fast!"

Eric was horrified. Seeing the sharp blade so close to him, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground with a thud!

"Whoosh!"

The blade sliced across the scalp!

My proudest achievement is my sky-high hairstyle!

Eric jumped backward repeatedly, quickly creating distance between himself and Loya. His movements were exceptionally agile. Once he reached a safe area, he touched his bald head.

"Damn it, they actually stole it—"

Loya reappeared before him, his gaze icy as he thrust the tip of his knife toward his neck, giving him no time to even catch his breath!

Eric's pupils contracted, and his hands moved rapidly around his body!

"Scythe Dance!"

Numerous cleaving waves scattered and flew out in all directions!

"puff!"

Loya, who was swinging his knife, was the first to be hit. His clothes suddenly ripped open, and his body was covered in bloody gashes, with blood spraying out like water.

The act of wielding the knife was also stopped.

"Hahaha, serves you right!"

Eric looked at the blood-soaked Loya and couldn't help but laugh mockingly: "As expected of the legendary black-haired man, an ordinary person would have been torn to pieces at this close range by the Kamaitachi's slash. But your fate ends here. Let me send you on your final journey."

Seemingly having Loya completely under his control, Eric flicked his finger again, unleashing an even more powerful and concentrated wind blade that tore through the air.

"Scythe - Wind Blade!"

Loya stared coldly at Eric, raising his arm to shield himself.

"Iron block!"

"Bang!"

The wind blades have dissipated!

"What?"

Eric looked on in disbelief.

Loya walked step by step toward the stunned Eric and raised his knife.

"In your next life, talk less nonsense."

A flash of light, and blood splattered across the sky!

Loya raised his knife again and swung it forcefully towards the ground, the blood on the blade splattering neatly onto the ground.

"Finbudi, Zango."