Just as Simon Sandy's men were about to reach the island.
Yun Ye arrived at the Fortune Telling Club once more.
Amid the respectful, awestruck gazes of everyone present, Yun Ye went straight to the Fortune Telling Club headquarters and found the old witch named Sharon.
Without any pointless words, Yun Ye said directly, "It's time for you to be of use. Wipe out everyone who lands on the island!"
Sharon was even more respectful than before. She answered, "Yes, my lord."
"Oh, right. If they ask who you are later, tell them you're from the Donquixote Family," Yun Ye continued coldly.
"This..."
Sharon hesitated slightly, but ultimately nodded. "Yes, my lord."
Hawkins had repeatedly stressed to her that they had to obey. Even if Yun Ye told them to die, they had to carry it out without hesitation.
Thus, Sharon only hesitated for a moment before agreeing.
Yun Ye nodded in satisfaction, then turned and left without the slightest delay.
This time, Hawkins still did not appear, but Yun Ye did not care.
As long as that fellow knew his place, Yun Ye would not do anything to him.
But if he tried to pull anything, Yun Ye would let him experience what it meant to be One Punch One Kid!
He would get an early taste of being crushed by the strong!
Hidden in the small room from earlier, Hawkins suddenly shuddered. His brows drew together. As a fortune teller, he trusted his instincts deeply. Someone had definitely been watching him just now!
And that feeling, that pure malice... sent chills down his spine...
What is going on?
Hawkins picked up his tarot cards and began divining. He flipped over a card, frowned at the pattern on it, and muttered, "The Warrior Card... endless battle. Is it telling me to act?"
"Was that malice because I did not show myself and displeased him?"
"The strong rule over the lives of the weak. The weak either submit or die! The chance of defeating him is zero, yet my last divination showed that my fortune was improving..."
"This sign does not indicate submission, but receiving help from a benefactor and gaining better fortune..."
Hawkins suddenly recalled a message Sharon had brought him—
"Your good sense has pleased me greatly. In the future, I can help you remove one trouble!"
Those were the Quincy's words!
"Could a single sentence alone improve my fortune?"
"And merely displeasing him once gave me such a sense of dread!"
"What kind of existence is such a person?"
Hawkins was frightened by his own speculation, and the more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed!
If that was truly the case, then... he could only take action!
Though it was not his wish, if he did nothing, he would likely face danger...
Or even death!
At the harbor.
A massive three-masted ship docked.
Led by a pot-bellied bald man, over a hundred vicious-looking men jumped ashore.
Simon Sandy slapped his enormous belly and fired several shots into the sky. After the bang bang bang drew all his underlings' attention, he said coldly:
"Seal off the harbor. No one is allowed to leave. Then turn this island upside down and find that Bounty Hunter. Kill anyone who resists on the spot!"
"Yes, Boss!"
Hearing their boss's orders, the underlings all revealed savage expressions, murderous intent flashing in their eyes.
They were one of the Pirate Crews under the Shipping King, responsible for operations in the North Blue. They had originally come from the Grand Line, so they were naturally far more terrifying than the pirates of the North Blue!
One look was enough to tell that they had been through slaughter and were the elite among pirates!
Simon Sandy himself was a pirate with a bounty exceeding eighty million Berries!
The moment these people landed, they scattered in all directions like a swarm of locusts.
They stormed into a bar, drove everyone inside out, and surrounded them.
Like fish on a chopping block, they were at the mercy of others.
A vicious-looking bearded man stepped on someone's body, looked down at him, and grinned cruelly. "Do you know where that Bounty Hunter, the Quincy, is?"
The man beneath his foot was merely a local thug. He had never seen such a scene before and was so frightened that he lost control of his bowels. He could barely speak. "I-I don't... I don't know any Bounty Hunter!"
"Trash!"
The bearded man cursed and pressed down with his foot, crushing the thug to death.
His vicious gaze swept across the crouching people as he said icily, "Did you all hear what I just said? Have any of you seen a Bounty Hunter called the Quincy, wearing a Black and White Mask?"
Everyone was trembling. They were only local thugs who frequented various establishments. They were not particularly strong and survived by petty theft.
Even now, they had no idea why they had encountered something like this.
But one person suddenly spoke up. Trembling, he said, "M-my lord, do you mean someone wearing a Black and White Mask? I saw him heading toward the Dia Mafia's territory this morning..."
"The Dia Mafia?"
The bearded man frowned. Wasn't the Dia Mafia the Donquixote Family's territory, the group they were conducting business with?
He knew that, in order to finalize the deal with them, one of the Donquixote Family's officers had personally rushed over from the Grand Line!
Why would that Bounty Hunter, the Quincy, go there?
To throw his life away?
In his view, no matter how formidable a mere North Blue Bounty Hunter was, he could not possibly be a match for a Donquixote officer.
So what exactly had that Quincy gone there for?
Suddenly, a possibility occurred to him, and his face darkened.
Could the Donquixote Family be pulling strings behind the scenes?
That possibility was not impossible.
As a monopolistic giant in maritime transportation, the Shipping King's forces possessed unique undersea transportation technology.
They also controlled a Deep Sea Current that safely led to various places. Not only was it secure and reliable, but it was also several times faster than ordinary ships, though the commission was often exorbitant!
In the past, some forces had staged elaborate acts just to avoid paying that commission!
However, those who tried to be clever all met miserable ends. Who would dare deceive a King of the Dark World? Was that not courting death?
More importantly, this deal between them and the Donquixote Family involved more than transportation fees. It also included cooperation through other channels!
The profits generated by both sides' cooperation were no small sum!
At least one billion Berries!
Even the overlords of the seas would be tempted by that amount, let alone Dark World forces a tier below them!
And rumor had it that Doflamingo was an exceptionally cunning tyrant. Perhaps he really was capable of such a scheme!
Thinking of this, the bearded man hurriedly picked up a Den Den Mushi and told Simon Sandy about his suspicions!
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