After retiring from the Navy, I became a doting husband.

The middle-aged man had a bandage on his left arm and looked somewhat haggard.

The other party was none other than Shimotsuki Koshiro, Kuina's father and Zoro's teacher.

"Teacher, this girl really looks like Kuina!"

Zoro pointed at Tashigi and shouted.

Shimotsuki Koshiro looked at it and said, "It really does look like it; they're practically identical."

"Could it be... what did I do wrong back then?"

Suddenly, he saw Joel, his pupils constricted instantly, and he shouted, "Princess Thorn!"

Indeed, the beautiful woman in front of me, who appears refined and elegant, is the assassin who injured me.

Unexpectedly, fate has brought us together again, and we've run into Princess Thorn here.

The injury on my shoulder was also related to the other party.

Suddenly, the atmosphere became a little strange.

Shimotsuki Koushirou put down the package and reached for the hilt of his sword. Joel's gaze toward the other man became wary.

It's like enemies meeting on a narrow road.

No one expected that a commotion would erupt behind them.

At that moment, a figure appeared in the sky, spewing white smoke.

The other party was none other than Smoker, the White Hunter.

In addition, Smoker was followed by a large number of naval soldiers, some of whom were holding megaphones and shouting for pedestrians to make way.

"Running really fast!"

When Martin looked at Shimotsuki Koshiro again, the man had already disappeared with Kuina and Zoro.

This was clearly a choice made to avoid them.

"Tashigi? Why are you back in Loguetown?"

Smoker spotted Tashigi and immediately landed.

"Lieutenant Colonel Smoker, it's been a long time!"

Tashigi nodded slightly: "I also just arrived in Loguetown. I believe you should have heard about me."

Smoker nodded: "The Celestial Dragons? It's alright, you're safe in Loguetown. Vice Admiral Garp has spoken to me, the Celestial Dragons won't dare to retaliate against you easily."

He looked at Martin: "You are..."

He had met Smoker, who seemed to have forgotten.

"Are you wanted for urinating or defecating in public? I think there's a 100-Berry bounty on your head."

"Smoker asked in a deep voice."

Martin: "凸(艹皿艹)"

He was utterly speechless; the amount of the bounty he had offered was simply too humiliating.

He said with a dark expression, "That person is not me."

"I don't think so either."

Smoker didn't think much of it and said, "Tashigi, you'll be my second-in-command. I'm about to execute a pirate, and you'll be in charge of leading the team to maintain order at the scene."

With that, he rose and ascended to the execution platform.

Immediately afterwards, a squad of soldiers carried Krieg, the mastermind behind the Krieg Pirates, to the gallows.

Many people began to gather around to watch, and in no time the area around the execution ground was filled with people, densely packed and bustling with noise.

"Krieg of the Krieg Pirates was arrested by Marine hero Garp for injuring a Celestial Dragon and committing robbery, arson, and murder."

"He will be hanged in Loguetown today!"

"Everyone, look carefully, this is what happens to anyone who becomes a pirate."

Smoker shouted.

"I refuse to accept this! I didn't injure the Celestial Dragon; it was someone else!"

"I don't deserve to die!"

Krieg shouted, "That's a huge injustice! He really didn't hurt the Celestial Dragon!"

It really wasn't him!

Martin and Tashigi exchanged a smile and remained silent, as if in perfect unison.

Just then, an ordinary-looking man in a nearby alley took out a Den Den Mushi: "Boss, Nico Robin is in Loguetown, I've found her!"

Martin suddenly turned around, looked at the man hiding in the alley, and strode forward: "Got you!"

Chapter 101 Little Feng, I have a bottom line!

Foncray ran through the alleys of Loguetown.

He ran at an extremely fast pace, wandering through the streets and alleys, his face filled with extreme fear, as if he were evading a hunter.

As he passed through a small alley, he touched the figure of an uncle and instantly transformed into that middle-aged man.

He walked down another street and brushed past an older woman, transforming himself into a frail old woman.

Then, it transformed into a woman coming towards her, and then from that woman, it transformed into a young girl.

He changed identities as he ran, going through about ten different identities before finally stopping.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh... I've been going around in circles like this, I guess I've shaken them off."

Feng Kelei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling somewhat guilty.

Just now, when he was observing Nico Robin from a distance, he felt an extremely cold killing intent that forced him to run away, and this killing intent has followed him ever since.

He had to change his appearance to avoid the potential danger, and only now does he feel a little better.

"Clap clap clap..."

As the applause rang out, Feng Kelei snapped around and saw a young swordsman clapping behind him.

"who are you?"

Feng Kelei asked.

"Bon Clay, a senior agent of Baroque Works, codenamed 'Mr. 2 Bones - Year End.' A user of the Imitation Fruit, skilled in Okama Kenpo (a Japanese martial art), his original bounty was 3200 million Berries."

The young swordsman looked at the other man with a smile on his lips.

Feng Kelei sensed something was wrong, but he still spoke to her in a girlish manner: "Oh dear, what are you saying? I don't understand at all."

With that, he turned and left.

But he heard a whooshing sound behind him, and he ducked sharply, barely dodging a flying kick.

"You...you ambushed me? Do you really think I, Bon Clay, am someone to be trifled with?"

Seeing that he could not dodge, Feng Kelei slapped his face with his left hand, and returned to his original appearance.

He was muscular, wore bizarre heavy makeup, false eyelashes, and had straight bangs. He always grinned and liked to widen one eye while squinting the other.

It looks weird.

"I am Feng Kelei, a transvestite who takes pride in being transvestite and adheres to the way of transvestites!"

Fung Clay struck a ballet pose, seemingly displaying a kind of transvestite pride.

"Hey, you're following Nico Robin, does that mean Crocodile has already discovered Nico Robin's whereabouts?"

"I asked the young man."

"I'm not going to tell you who you really are."

Feng Kelei struck another strange pose, somewhat like a boxer trying to break up a fight, but more like a swan.

He was preparing to use the transvestite fist technique.

The transvestite boxing style is a fighting technique derived from ballet postures. Both its punches and kicks are quite powerful, so it mainly uses kicks, using its gorgeousness and destructive power as weapons to fight.

Transgender Fist Techniques: The Magnificent Swan Dance!

Seeing his opponent closing in, Feng Kelei didn't hesitate and kicked out with a swan-like motion. This was a powerful single-leg kick that could shatter rocks with a single blow.

Snapped!

Before he could even kick his opponent, he was slapped to the ground.

Transvestite Fist Techniques: The Fallen Swan Ball!

Feng Kelei didn't care about any of that. He immediately did a swan-like somersault to his feet and continued to use his boxing skills.

He began to launch a series of attacks with irregular, drunken-style movements, and two phantom images of swans appeared behind him.

Snapped!

Before he could even get close to the other person, he was slapped to the ground again.

Blood streamed from his nose, but he stubbornly jumped up again and shouted, "Don't underestimate my transvestite fist technique!"

Transvestite Fist Technique: Exploding Swan!

Fung Clay panicked, knowing that the person in front of him was not easy to deal with, so he simply used his ultimate move.

He pulled two swan headdresses from his pocket, attached them to his feet, and kicked at his enemy, unleashing his strongest kicking technique.

This move combines the swan's supple neck with its steel-like beak, concentrating all the destructive power into a single point. It is said to be as powerful as a rifle, but the hole it leaves in an enemy or object is larger than a bullet hole, and usually one shot is enough to kill.

He suddenly kicked the man hard in the chest, but it was as if he had kicked an iron plate; the man did not budge.

Snapped!

Another slap sent the swan crashing to the ground.

Feng Kelei coughed up a mouthful of blood: "You...who exactly are you?"

He felt that the man in front of him looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.