bdsm-fiction Chapter 55 I, Smoker, will never give up!
Chapter 55 I, Smoker, will never give up!
In a secluded house located above the Century Clock,
A man, completely concealed by a dark green trench coat, sat in the shadows, half of his face faintly revealing a menacing tattoo in the lightning flashes by the window.
It was none other than Monkey D. Dragon, the Revolutionary Army leader that Chrollo was searching for.
"Knock knock knock—"
"Enter."
A man dressed as a merchant jogged up to the dragon and said in a slightly anxious tone:
"Mr. Long, our people have detected a lot of people of unknown origin coming to this island. The underground casino in the suburbs belonging to Bartolomeo was smashed by a few menacing-looking people."
Several unfamiliar faces, whom we had never seen before on the island, seemed to be intentionally trying to approach us.
Oh, right...it seems Mr. Bear's daughter, Bonnie, is among them, strolling through the night market with a man dressed in black.
The man paused, then continued his report:
"Several well-trained men in suits have appeared in the shadows, acting suspiciously. Our people suspect they are members of the CP."
"Oh, right... Smoker the White Hunter has just landed on the island as well."
He looked worriedly at the revolutionary army leader in the shadows:
"Squad Leader Saab suggests you leave immediately."
"I understand..." the dragon said calmly.
"By the way, what has Borsalino been up to these past few days?"
"Admiral Kizaru has been frequenting brothels lately, seemingly... listening to music and sipping tea?" He was also very puzzled.
"........."
"Borsalino is still the same as ever. It's alright, as long as he doesn't make a move, my safety is not a problem."
As he spoke, Long stood up and slowly emerged from the shadows.
Where are you going?
A profound look appeared on the dragon's face:
"Since someone wants to see us, shouldn't we go and see them?"
Besides, I haven't seen that guy Xiong's daughter in ages!
..........
"Moshi Moshi~"
"Moshi Moshi~"
"I can't hear you very well~ I'm hanging up~"
"Wait a minute—" Smoker's face darkened.
"Admiral Kizaru, it seems a bit noisy over there..."
"It's a bit noisy~ Maybe the signal is bad~"
As he spoke, Kizaru gestured with his eyes for the geishas dancing and playing music in front of him to stop.
"What is it, Colonel Smoker?"
"Reporting to Admiral Kizaru, our ship has followed the direction that cruise ship was heading and has arrived here."
"We have reason to suspect that this group is very likely in Loguetown right now!" Smoker said with great certainty.
"This is the perfect time to arrest them!"
"That's really unfortunate~"
"What........"
"It's nothing... Colonel Smoker, relax. Sometimes being too tense isn't a good thing."
Kizaru cleared his throat:
"Don't worry, Sengoku Eurasia has told me that CP9 members have come to capture these guys. The one leading them is none other than Rob Lucci, who is known as the strongest CP9 member in 800 years."
"Oh dear, young people are so scary~ Anyway, with him around, there won't be any problems~"
"But......"
"Well, our job is just to cheer you on from the sidelines."
"But......"
"Hey~ Hey~ The signal seems a bit weak~ I'll hang up now if there's nothing else~"
After hanging up the phone, Kizaru sighed.
Why are working people working so hard? Smoker is still too young.
He rolled over from his side-lying position to his front, picked up the steaming tea beside him, pursed his lips, and took a satisfied sip.
How much money do you make that you have to work so hard?
Then he gave instructions to the geishas in front of him:
"Keep the music playing, keep dancing!"
Enjoying tea and listening to music—isn't this a wonderful, leisurely way to spend your days?
On the other hand, the coastline.
"What...what did Admiral Kizaru say?" Tashigi asked nervously, holding a newly bought famous sword.
Smoker's expression was utterly speechless.
He guessed that Kizaru would slack off, but he didn't expect Kizaru to slack off like this.
Is this the ambiguous justice...? He followed the justice in his heart and submitted!
The Navy's bounty for this group has just been released. Although Smoker doesn't know how the higher-ups obtained this information, he believes they must have their reasons.
That guy named Kuroro has a bounty of over 7 million, is he really someone you can just capture casually...?
CP department... If the CP department were reliable, the gold wouldn't have been lost!
"Admiral Kizaru has ordered us to take the initiative, find their trail, and then capture them!" Smoker said resolutely.
He believed that if things got out of control, Kizaru wouldn't stand idly by.
Therefore, taking the initiative is the best option; there are too many secrets about that ship.
The unknown nation called the Kakin Empire, whether they are the ones who stole the Heavenly Gold, the methods used by the ability users to fight against Seastone, and the new technology represented by that giant ship!
Moreover, this group of people is extremely evil.
He, Smoker, would never let this opportunity slip by!
.........
Deep within a lavishly decorated palace, at the heart of the underground forces of Loguetown.
Bartolomeo was soaking in the steamy bath, his signature long, wet, green hair cascading over his shoulders.
The bathtub was filled with snow-white foam, and he hummed a tuneless song happily as he lathered himself with the bubbles:
"I love taking baths! I love taking baths!"
The warm water enveloped his body, and the delicate foam formed as he rubbed his fingertips together. For him, this moment was the ultimate pleasure in the world.
"BOSS—"
A hurried shout suddenly pierced through the misty water vapor.
Bartolomeo frowned, his face full of displeasure: "Who is it? Daring to interrupt my bath time!"
"I'm so sorry, Boss! Something terrible has happened to our underground casino!"
"What could be more important than taking a bath?"
He casually splashed water, assuming it was just some ignorant little gang causing trouble on the edge of their territory.
After all, he was the most powerful gang leader in Rogge Town, so he could clean up after taking a shower.
"Our casino... has been vandalized!"
"What?!" Bartolomeo screamed as he jumped up from the bathtub, splashing water everywhere, the light of harmony faintly visible.
"Didn't you tell those bastards who's protecting this casino?"
"I said, I said..."
"What did they say?"
"They asked...who was that?"
"Damn it—" Bartolomeo trembled with rage.
"I'm the infamous bastard who bombarded civilians back in the day and never got caught! Today, I'll see which fool is the one who dares to mess with me!"
He wiped the water droplets from his face with a gloomy expression: "Explain what happened in detail."
His subordinate reported nervously, "At first, it was a burly man with a bare chest and thick chest hair, and a samurai in a kimono who came to sign up for the underground boxing match. Our men didn't take them seriously..."
"But they kept winning, beating all our carefully trained boxers to a pulp!"
"There's also a blond guy and a short guy in the stands who keep betting on them to win, and each time they bet astronomical sums... Now they've won a fortune."
"It was only later that we discovered these four people were actually in cahoots!"
"The casino has been completely emptied of its funds, and we can't beat them... They've threatened to smash up the place if we don't pay up, and they've already started! We had no choice but to come to you..."
Bartolomeo's face grew increasingly dark with each report, his voice sounding as if squeezed out from between his teeth:
"You mean... all the money in our casino has been won?"
His subordinate nodded in fear.
"You bastard—" Bartolomeo's furious roar echoed through the bathroom.
"Then hurry up and take me there!!!"
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