Take Him as a Dog, and Moria!

"Lord Roa! We've been waiting for you for a long time!"

On the edge of the island's port town, in an abandoned house on the coast, a man in a black suit knelt respectfully before Roa.

Roa sat with his legs crossed in a chair, and Dylan stood behind him.

"How did Morgans arrange it?"

Roa gazed out the window at the endless sea.

This man was one of Morgans's men, sent here by that birdman to meet him.

The heads of the Five Great Families had already arrived one after another a day earlier.

The man kept his head bowed deeply. Although Roa couldn't see his expression, judging from his current emotions, his face was probably contorted with extreme excitement and agitation.

"The president and Lord Umit invited them over under the pretext of making them our distributors, and everyone responded very enthusiastically."

"After all,"

The man's voice suddenly rose in pitch, "Our weapons are the best in the world!"

Roa understood perfectly.

While Judge's weapon design was far from being the best in the world, it certainly far surpassed the mainstream guns and cannons on the high seas.

No one knows better Roa just how exorbitant the profits from selling these weapons are.

Even if one is merely a middleman reselling goods, the profits can still be so high that they could drive anyone crazy.

It would be strange if these so-called mafia bosses weren't tempted.

Ultimately, they are just a bunch of shady Nezumi; they have no chance to touch the truly profitable businesses.

"In other words,"

"Now we can go see them," Roa said.

"You can come anytime if you'd like."

The man maintained a respectful attitude, "I'll contact them to arrange a meeting right away."

"Um."

Roa nodded.

Once things are settled here, we'll be almost done with the matters in the West Blue and can return to the New World.

The navy has sent Admiral Sengoku, which shows they respect me. I should give them face; there's no need to linger in the West Blue.

So, a little later...

Outside this house, several other people, each accompanied by a group of guards, coincidentally arrived at the same time.

The characters vary in appearance, age, and gender.

A middle-aged man with a refined and scholarly demeanor, dressed in a white suit.

A burly, dark-skinned man wearing an unbuttoned floral shirt, revealing a black dragon tattooed on his muscular chest.

A beautiful woman wearing a mink coat, with long, flowing red wavy hair, and a cigarette dangling from her lips.

A gaunt old man in a wheelchair, being pushed around by someone.

And finally, a short, stout man wearing an ill-fitting silk shirt, his belly almost bursting out of the shirt because of his short, stout build, chuckled and said, "It's been so many years since we last saw each other? Why don't we get together this time?"

"What's the point of hanging out with a bunch of stinky men like you?"

The beautiful woman parted her red lips slightly and exhaled a smoke ring. "You're just an eyesore. You'd be better off spending that time playing with some handsome young men."

"Hahaha! Alice, what's so great about those pretty boys?"

The burly, dark-skinned man grinned and leaned closer. "How about I show you what a real man is?"

"Yeah?"

The woman's alluring eyes gazed at the man, her gaze traveling down his face and finally settling on his lower abdomen. "Then let's go all the way and get married," she said.

The dark-skinned man, who had initially been quite flippant, suddenly changed his expression. "I have no intention of getting married. You should go find Baby."

In the Underworld of the West Blue, who doesn't know the infamous name of Black Widow Alice? Her Lucchese Family grew and prospered entirely by stepping on the corpses of her ex-husbands, whose remains have been lost to time.

The short, stout man... Baby waved her hands shyly, "I'll pass, I already have a beloved wife and a cherished son!"

"Quick!"

He turned around. "Bege, say hello to your uncles and aunties."

Behind Baby stood a boy who was almost a miniature version of him, with a cigar-shaped lollipop dangling from his mouth and an incredibly arrogant expression.

"I am Capone Bege."

"Wow, Bege? Impressive, so young and already involved in family affairs with your father."

The old man in the wheelchair smiled kindly, "Time flies. I still remember when your grandfather introduced your father to us. It seems like I'm the only one left alive."

"Stop showing off your seniority, old man!"

The burly, dark-skinned man rolled his eyes. "What era are we living in? Only the one with the biggest fist has the final say!"

"Hohohoho!"

The old man just smiled with his eyes narrowed.

"Bege?"

Black Widow Alice glanced at the arrogant brat, then said with a helpless expression, "The Capone Family's genes are truly terrifying. Even if the Lucchese Family were to perish one day, I would never marry into your family."

Little Capone Bege glanced at the beautiful woman and then gave a haughty snort.

Ugly girl!

Who wants to marry into your family?

"So,"

The refined-looking middle-aged man in the white suit turned his head and surveyed the unremarkable house before him. "Is this the place? There's not a single guard?"

They came with a considerable number of guards.

Is that supposedly powerful figure from the Underworld, who comes from the New World, really so indifferent to his own safety?

"Because there's absolutely no need."

A man pushed open the door and came out, smiling as he said to the group, "Please come in with me, don't keep that gentleman waiting."

He stepped aside, gesturing for them to go inside.

The leaders of the five largest mafia families from the West Blue exchanged glances, and for a moment no one made the first move.

"Since you're already here, what are you waiting for?"

Black Widow was the first to lift her skirt, her posture graceful yet each step firm and domineering.

"Feel sorry,"

However, the man guarding the door stopped her, saying, "Mrs. Alice, the room is small; don't bring too many people in."

"Hmph, are the big shots of the New World still so shabby?"

Alice made a sarcastic remark.

The man looked into her captivating red eyes and said meaningfully, "Because that person's identity is very special, we must keep it a secret."

"I'll see just what kind of big shot this is!"

Black Widow waved her hand, and apart from her two most trusted bodyguards, the other guards silently stepped aside.

The man then stepped aside, allowing Alice to stride into the house.

"Let's go, Bege!"

Capone Baby, along with his son and two guards, followed them inside.

"Hehehe! Then we have nothing to hesitate about."

The old man simply had a middle-aged man push him along.

The remaining two exchanged a glance, then, without further hesitation, each led two guards and followed.

The room behind the door wasn't spacious; it certainly couldn't fit too many people.

It was very spacious, with no other furniture except for a high-end-looking office chair, which was now facing away from them, with someone sitting on it, leisurely gazing at the sea view outside the window.

Beside the chair stood a man, standing ramrod straight, his back to them.

"Wow, I've really learned something new about how big shots from the New World treat their guests."

Black Widow Alice couldn't help but retort sarcastically, "Are you expecting us to stand here and discuss business with you?"

"Actually, I think it would be better for you to kneel."

The person sitting in the chair spoke slowly, in a clear and calm young voice.

Alice felt her body heat up just from hearing that voice; this was definitely an extremely handsome young man!

That's right, the words were a bit too harsh.

A fierce glint was brewing in the Black Widow's eyes.

The burly, dark-skinned man roared, "What do you mean now? I came here because I heard it was for business! But if you want to fight, I'm ready to fight to the bitter end!"

"We definitely need an explanation."

The refined-looking middle-aged man also spoke up, "We do indeed hope to cooperate with you, but that doesn't mean we will accept your insults."

"Calm down! Everyone, calm down!"

Capone Baby quickly stepped in to mediate, "There must be some misunderstanding!"

As he stopped the leaders, he glanced at the back of the chair. "Sir," he said, "We've come from afar, each of us with utmost sincerity. I think you feel the same way, otherwise there would be no need for you to make a special trip all the way from the New World."

"Please don't act impulsively. We can talk things over calmly."

"Oh?"

The chair that had been facing away from them finally turned around. "What's your name?"

The five underworld bosses finally got a clear look at the boy's appearance.

A buzzing sound went through Black Widow's head.

Indeed, he was exactly the super handsome boy she had imagined!

But!

"No! No! No way!!"

The burly, dark-skinned man who had been the most aggressive just moments before was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, his face pale and his voice trembling, "You, you, you are!!"

"Lord Roa!"

Baby knelt down with lightning speed, her voice utterly sincere, "Baby! My name is Capone Baby!"

"Baby? That's interesting."

Roa sized up Mr. Baby.

Thankfully, this wasn't in the Dragon Ball world. The name Baby left a severe psychological scar on Roa in his previous life.

That bewildered kid behind him, isn't that Bege?

He seemed to be three or four years younger than me.

"Lord Roa! It is truly an honor!"

The elderly man, who had been slumped in his wheelchair, suddenly regained his youth, sprang to his feet, and, using the momentum, bowed deeply to Roa.

"I never expected it would be you who came in person!"

Calamity Roa!!

Such important figures are far, far away from them.

Frankly speaking, even a pirate with a bounty of 100 million is someone that these so-called mafia bosses combined would find difficult to deal with.

Roa's bounty is two billion!

This is no longer just a big shot; it's practically a celestial being descended to earth!

"Lord Roa, this person was blind and ignorant. Please spare their life."

After a brief moment of panic, Alice's beautiful face broke into a seductive smile as she gently knelt before Roa, "I'll do anything you want—"

Roa flicked his index finger in annoyance.

Buzz!

Finger Flicking Divine Skill, Hasshoken Version!

An invisible wind blew by, and Alice, along with her two guards, was sent flying, crashing heavily into the wall behind them.

The woman screamed in agony, spitting blood from her mouth.

"They're really going to do it!"

Roa said irritably, "When will women ever restrain themselves? When will men's safety be guaranteed?"

This was the first time that Roa had witnessed the presence of intense lust.

Good grief, I'm still a child!

"Spare me, spare me, Lord Roa!"

Alice, ignoring her pain, quickly rolled over and knelt on the ground, crying out, "I'll never do it again!"

What kind of monster is this man?!

Does he know what I'm thinking?

The woman known as the Black Widow was utterly terrified; her face contorted with fear, powder puffs fell off in a flurry, revealing the wrinkles that had been concealed by makeup.

"Lord Roa!"

The last remaining refined middle-aged man also quickly bowed repeatedly to Roa Ya, his back soaked with cold sweat from the shock.

This is a real monster!

Roa sized up the group of men.

What kind of rotten fish and shrimp are these?

Doflamingo could take on them all by himself without even breaking a sweat.

However, we can't expect too much. Strength doesn't matter; what's crucial is their influence in the West Blue.

I won't waste any more words.

Roa stretched. "Submit to me, or don't. What's your choice?"

"It's my honor, Lord Roa!"

Without any hesitation, Baby kowtowed heavily before Roa, declaring, "From now on, the Capone Family will be your most loyal hounds!"

"Oh?"

Roa was genuinely surprised now.

This man is serious.

Without any hesitation, without any deception, from the bottom of my heart, with unwavering resolve, I surrendered.

"Pops, what are you doing?"

Young Bege couldn't accept her father's actions and screamed, "Why do we kneel before him! Why do we submit to him!"

"Shut up, Bege!"

Baby, who had never been particularly strict with her son's upbringing, now sternly rebuked Bege, "Lord Roa is the sun high in the sky! He's someone we Nezumi in the gutter would never even dream of meeting!"

"And now, the sun has shown its mercy, allowing us to bask in its light—this is the greatest honor of our lives!"

Bege was once again bewildered.

Oh, I see.

Roa understood.

Dylan, standing next to Roa, understood as well.

The way they looked at Baby became much kinder.

This man shared the same thought as him.

It's just a pity that he met Lord Roa a little too late, and he was also a little weaker.

Baby, you're great.

Even Roa couldn't help but praise him.

Even he finds it hard to resist genuine flattery.

"Yes!"

Baby was already trembling with excitement just from Roa's praise.

Got him!

He has already secured his ticket to the top of the world!

While the other four were stunned by Baby's decisiveness, Roa looked at them and asked, "And what about you?"

The four of them were somewhat bewildered.

The refined-looking middle-aged man cautiously asked, "Lord Roa, what will we gain by submitting to you?"

Whoosh!

A figure rushed towards them.

The short, stout Baby suddenly shot up like a cannonball, kicking the man squarely in the chest and sending him flying against the wall, where he became a painting.

"Shut up! Are you trying to negotiate with Lord Roa? You're not worthy!"

Baby a hound with an owner, it barks at the stray dogs by the roadside.

The master was kicked away, and before the middle-aged man's guards could do anything, Baby had already punched them twice in a row, sending them flying as well.

Although he looks fat, he's actually all muscle under his clothes.

"Oh."

Roa sighed inexplicably.

Good heavens, that's really good heavens.

"It would certainly be our honor,"

The old man was startled and immediately kowtowed, "Lord Roa, the Gambino Family is at your service!"

"I'm willing too, Lord Roa!"

Alice quickly replied, "I am willing to submit to you!"

Me too! Me too!

The burly, dark-skinned man nodded repeatedly, "Our Colobo Family is also willing to follow you!"

"Me too, and so is our Genovese Family."

The man who had been kicked away by Baby also struggled to speak.

What else can be said in this situation?

"I like what you said, but,"

Roa gave the guy a meaningful look. "I don't like your ideas."

Sure enough, dealing with these guys requires some special skills.

So very quickly.

"Lord Roa!"

The four men knelt respectfully in a line before Roa, their expressions a mixture of reverence, fanaticism, and fear.

"This--"

Baby watched.

Such power!!

It's practically divine power!

"Don't worry, Baby,"

Roa patted the man on the shoulder. He was really short, barely over 1.8 meters tall. Even sitting in a chair, Roa could easily pat the man's shoulder. "I don't need to use that trick on you."

Baby breathed a deep sigh of relief.

Although he wanted to follow Lord Roa, he didn't want his personality to be altered like those other guys.

"Um?"

Roa suddenly turned his head.

"Boss?"

Dylan frowned and asked, "Should I handle this?"

Roa Ya waved his hand, "Don't rush, let's see who they are."

And so, a few seconds later, to Baby's astonishment...

Boom!

One side of the wall of the house was kicked open.

"Hehehehe! Found you!"

A wild laugh reached Roa's ears.

Um?

That laugh is so distinctive!

Roa raised an eyebrow, looking at the incredibly tall figure who was bending down and squeezing into the room.

What a coincidence, Moria?