Jazz's gaze turned even colder. "You've got some nerve! Are you trying to rebel? Where's Capone? Does he know what you're doing?"
Ronglin stood silently among the crowd, watching the scene unfold as countless thoughts raced through his mind. This man was indeed Capone's subordinate, but that did not mean his provocation against Jazz represented Capone's intentions.
Even if Capone harbored rebellious ambitions, he would not so easily allow his subordinates to reveal them. Ronglin carefully observed the man's expression and noticed a trace of panic in his eyes. Though it was well concealed, how could such a disguise fool Ronglin, who possessed Dojutsu?
What was he afraid of? Ronglin was doubtful. Jazz was alone right now, and this man had dared to send people after him. He had even ruthlessly tried to shoot and kill Jazz, who was practically Ronglin's reverse scale. What else could he possibly fear?
"Hmph! There's no need to ask where that Commander is!" The man sneered and drew two guns, clearly intending to attack Jazz. "A worthless brat like you dreams of becoming the next Alliance Leader of the Star Alliance? That seat isn't meant for some snot-nosed kid like you!"
As he spoke, the man rapidly pulled both triggers. Several bullets tore through the air, leaving rippling trails behind them as they flew toward Jazz. Jazz had long activated his Observation Haki and had the entire situation under control.
Jazz merely shifted his feet slightly, making no large movements. Weaving through the gaps between the rapid bullets, he imitated Ronglin's usual calm and composed manner, his body swaying gracefully as he evaded every shot.
"Haha! Not bad, Lord Jazz!" The man laughed loudly and leaped through the air. Raising both guns, he fired in a sweeping barrage. The density of fire suddenly surged,