Two Aces

Judging from Oboro and Dom's attire, the old man assumed they were another group of newly emerged One Piece who had appeared out of nowhere.

This is the Grand Line, where every day, arrogant and reckless young men from Four Blues venture in, only to get lost.

The pressure to survive on the Grand Line is unparalleled in the Four Blues... Most One Piece probably can't continue until they reach the Sabaody Archipelago, or even before they've completed half of their journey.

The One Piece's nature also drives them to commit crimes and cause trouble as much as possible, prioritizing their own interests. Therefore, it's not uncommon for new faces to appear on Bona Island, attempting to challenge the power of the Slick Pirates... acting as if they fear nothing.

As for the final outcome, there's no need to elaborate.

The old man could tell from Dom's methods that the two people in front of him must have some skill and were quite strong.

However, on the Grand Line, many things cannot be solved by one person alone; they are extremely complex.

Of course, these two masked guys in front of us could also be sent by some force to land on the island and investigate... but most likely they are One Piece.

Only One Piece would do something so unplanned and reckless.

What shocked the old man was that Oboro seemed to know some secrets about Crocodile... This also indicated that the young man in front of him was no ordinary person.

He had some interaction with Crocodile because of his special experiences.

"Since you know the Slick Pirates are involved with him... you'd better leave before they arrive. They contact their subordinates every so often, and if communication is lost, they'll come to investigate immediately," the old man said calmly, glancing at the corpse.

He tactfully refrained from mentioning Crocodile's name.

Oboro was just guessing.

The only people Oboro could think of who were absolutely not to be trifled with on the Grand Line, even though they were still relatively experienced at that age, were the Seven Warlords of the Sea. The main reason was the absolute certainty in their tone, and this was likely still in the first half of the Grand Line. Frankly speaking, even some One Piece crews returning from the New World, relying on their 'experience' there, might not have this kind of influence.

Crocodile's entry into Alabasta has fueled domestic unrest and destabilized the country. These plans require enormous funds to sustain, so there must be many secret forces cooperating with him, constantly providing him with financial support.

This can be easily seen from Crocodile's opening of casinos and other businesses in Alabasta, his creation of Baroque Works, and his setup of a "Little Garden" to "rob" One Piece in order to raise money.

Crocodile's 'Operation Utopia' plan.

Their true purpose was to acquire 'Pluton,' one of the ancient weapons.

For a businessman like Crocodile, he'll stop at nothing to make money... In some ways, Crocodile and Doflamingo are the same kind of people.

A true ruthless and cold-blooded tyrant.

Exploitation, oppression, and destruction of a small island... it doesn't matter.

What he cares about is how much value this island can create for him.

After saying that, Oboro walked away on his own, and Dom followed suit.

Despite the old man's warning, the two made their own choice... and headed to town.

"Snort."

The old man didn't stop him.

He was just offering a friendly reminder; as for whether the two of them still wanted to die... that's their own business.

"You..."

However, before walking away, Oboro paused for a moment.

Turning back to the old man, she asked, "You weren't once one of his crew members, were you?"

The old man's expression changed slightly upon hearing the sound.

The answer is already obvious.

Seeing this, Long understood immediately.

The old man felt a chill run down his spine. He didn't think he had revealed any information related to the Crocodile, yet the other party had figured it out... This required not only meticulous thinking and intelligence, but also knowledge of past events.

"Boss... who are you talking about?"

After a moment, Dom couldn't help but speak.

"Crocodile," Oboro said calmly.

"This island belongs to him?"

Dom isn't as surprised as he used to be when he hears about the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

"The Slick Pirates are probably cooperating with him... However, the Slick Pirates may not know who the big boss behind them is. Crocodile won't easily reveal his true colors. What he's doing isn't honorable, and it would be very troublesome if the World Government found out... That's why the outside world knows very little about it." Halfway through his sentence, Oboro gave a thumbs-up and pointed behind him, "That old man isn't young, but his aura and eyes are still impressive. He's got some skills... It's rare for someone like him to live to this age. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't be stuck in such a godforsaken place being enslaved by others."

"More than 20 years ago, Crocodile challenged Whitebeard in the New World and suffered a humiliating defeat... Although I don't know if all of his crew members died, some should have survived. Perhaps after that battle, Crocodile realized that they were all a burden."

"Someone's here."

Dom also firmly believed Oboro's information about the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

As for how the boss knew, he didn't tactlessly ask.

On the distant horizon, some swaying figures appeared.

With her hands in her pockets, Oboro said, "It's up to you..."

"No problem."

Dom grinned bloodthirstyly, twirled the gleaming silver knife in his hand, and suddenly leaned forward, charging forward with the speed of a cheetah.

Bang bang bang! A group of One Piece saw the guys who had secretly landed on the island approaching with terrifying figures and auras, and immediately opened fire. Some of them even took up weapons to fight back.

But... these rookies are no match for Dom at all.

Before Oboro even reached the battlefield, he saw Dom's shadow shifting left and right in the crowd. After a few leaps, the battle that had just begun was over.

Lonely shoes trod through blood and corpses, moving on.

Dom flicked the blood off his blade and followed beside him.

Although he went through life-or-death experiences with Oboro, and the process was thrilling, it couldn't erase the freshness and excitement that the powerful force brought to Dom. He was now very confident and immersed in the 'answer sheet' that reality had given him.

And the person who gave him 'new life' was right before his eyes.

The town is not far away, only a few kilometers away.

But even over such a short distance, the Slick Pirates dispatched a large number of people to come.

From the initial small fry to the later high-ranking officers, they were all eliminated by Dom without exception...

Dom's fighting style, combined with his ability to 'travel through space,' makes him practically a god of death among assassins.

Although he was an assassin before, his physical abilities were too weak. Now, thanks to the Bloodline Card that enhanced his physical body and the experience card that gave him rich combat skills, his overall level has basically reached the standard. At least he can stand firm in the first half of the Grand Line without any problem.

After wasting some time, more than half an hour later, Oboro and Dom stood on the street of Bona Town.

There were quite a few people on the street. Besides the One Piece, there were also some merchants with guards. Both sides of the road were lined with shops of all sizes, most of which were entertainment businesses, providing a place for people to rest and relax.

A dozen meters away in a small tavern, two groups of One Piece, seemingly drunk, were engaged in a fierce fight.

People nearby are used to it; they simply move aside to avoid getting involved.

"Boss."

Suddenly, Dom's voice trembled as he pointed to a location.

Long followed the look and silently stepped forward.

This is a brothel, and even in broad daylight, several women dressed in flamboyant clothes and heavily made up stand at the entrance soliciting customers.

However, their eyes were not on the woman, but on two wanted posters pasted on the wall.

One is him, and the other is Dom.

Just like what we saw in the Sabaody Archipelago, the bounty has not increased.

"I didn't expect them to have scattered to this location... The Marine Headquarters' control over the first half of the Grand Line is indeed impressive." Oboro raised the corners of his mouth.

This was definitely not posted by the Navy, but by people working on Bona Island who didn't want to cause trouble.

A moment later, Dom came out of a shop with a newspaper in his hand and handed it to Oboro.

They came to the island to gather information and ascertain their current situation.

The date on the newspaper is 'fresh'.

Dom's face was flushed, and he was extremely excited, barely managing to remain calm.

Clearly, he had already read the contents of the newspaper.

Long glanced at it briefly, a slight ripple stirring in his heart.

News agency! The front page headline of the newspaper is about themselves!

The text, through its embellished language, elevated his actions to an unprecedented level.

"The bounty hasn't increased because the World Government is still unsure whether you or I are alive..."

Long flipped through the newspaper a few times, then threw it away. "God Slayer? They're not gods... Don't elevate that bunch of trash, Morgans."

As for the Navy's next move, the report did not mention it, indicating that the World Government is likely giving the Navy the cold shoulder.

"Get out of the way!"

"Roll!"

Suddenly, the relaxed atmosphere on the street turned tense.

A large number of people rushed toward the location of Oboro and Dom.

The number of people is large.

It was quite a large-scale operation.

Those around them realized something was wrong and quickly fled.

In particular, the clothes worn by this group were all identical, featuring a snakeskin pattern...

The Slick Pirates the current rulers of Bona Island.

"Meat grinder Maipeng!"

"And there's Zidal, the decapitation expert..."

"The Slick Pirates' two aces have been dispatched. What happened?"

"Get out of here, stop looking!"

As the crowd dispersed and began to discuss the situation, some shops wisely closed their doors and shut down.

The once bustling street quickly became deserted.

Oboro's expression was calm.

They remained unmoved as they stared at the group of One Piece surrounding them.

"You've got some nerve... You killed our people and still dare to come to town so openly!" One of the two leaders, a swordsman dressed in what looked like knight's armor and wearing ornate clothes, stared at Oboro and sneered.

The man had long, snow-white hair and was very handsome.

However... what's rather unusual is the long sword hanging at his waist. Judging from the shape and size of the scabbard, the blade is incredibly slender, like a willow branch, and it should be a foil sword used in fencing.

The other person was the complete opposite.

He was clearly a wrestler, with broad shoulders and a muscular build; his hands alone were as big as millstones.

This made Oboro marvel once again at the sheer power of the physical foundation in the world of One Piece ... This wrestler was at least three meters tall; he was either an alien or human.

I don't know how it grew.

At first glance, it is oppressive.