"You bastard! Watch me bite your palm to pieces!" This guy was truly one of the hardliners among the fishmen. Even with Longinus crushing the bones in his hand, he had no intention of begging for mercy.
His mouth, filled with sharp teeth, suddenly clamped down on that fair palm. Then, accompanied by a series of cracking sounds, Arlong's teeth shattered all over the deck.
"Ugh! How could this be? (Ah! How is that possible?)" Arlong cried out indistinctly.
The fishmen who had not yet had the chance to attack were also left gaping in shock. Was that Marine's palm made of steel?
"Arrest them all. Be careful not to hurt them," Longinus said, completely unconcerned about the fishman he had already thoroughly injured.
"Marines, don't underestimate us... We're not..."
Before the group of fishmen could finish speaking, they collapsed onto the deck, foaming at the mouth. The Marines who had been waiting nearby swarmed forward and quickly captured all the fishmen pirates who had boarded the ship.
"Damn it, what did you do to them?" As he spoke, Arlong's teeth had already mostly regenerated.
It had to be said that fishmen truly were a race favored by the sea. Their powerful arm strength and astonishing swimming speed were one thing, but their regeneration speed alone was enough to amaze anyone.
"Don't worry. I won't kill you." Longinus wiped his saliva-stained right hand and said unhurriedly, "Mr. Fisher Tiger is a fishman I deeply respect, but because of the law, I have no choice but to arrest him."
"As compensation, I can pardon your crimes as pirates. After this, return to Fish-Man Island and live peacefully as decent fishmen!"
"What? You're taking Brother Tiger away?" Arlong struggled violently. "Damn Marine, I'll never let you do that!"
Longinus no longer paid