Beat Him Up First

"Thief, hahahaha."

The arrival of Oboro and the others did not seem to disturb Marshall D. Teach, who was engrossed in his meal.

Dom and the others dispersed, found empty seats and sat down, and also noticed Jesus Burgess and Lafitte.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became somewhat strange, filled with an inexplicable tension.

Oboro slowly walked forward to the counter, which served as both a dining table and a counter. She looked at the bewildered owner and said, "There are six of us. Please prepare enough food for us. We don't have any specific requirements for the dishes." As she spoke, Oboro placed several stacks of Beli on the table.

"Hey boss... we were here first, where's my food?! Can you hurry up, I'm starving!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a piercing noise rang out from the other end.

With his long purple hair, Jesus Burgess gripped a knife and fork in each hand, slammed his fist on the table, making a loud banging sound, and shouted.

"This..."

Upon hearing this, the boss broke out in a cold sweat.

He was already terrified at the mere mention of the Hell Pirates' name, and all the customers in the shop had fled... Now, the group that remained seemed equally formidable. Besides himself, there were only two helpers in the entire kitchen; how could they possibly manage? If it were ordinary customers, it wouldn't be a problem, but the Hell Pirates were the only ones who gave him the courage to even ask the God Slayer to wait a moment.

"I... I... I..."

The boss stammered, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

She looked like she was about to cry.

"My food!"

"I want to eat!"

Behind him was the relentless voice of Jesus Burgess.

"Hehehe... Want to try my cherry pie? It's delicious..." Suddenly, Marshall D. Teach handed a piece of 'cherry pizza' from his plate to Oboro, grinning and revealing his broken teeth.

His actions successfully drew Oboro's gaze.

Seeing that the God Slayer made no move or expression, Marshall D. Teach felt no embarrassment at all. He simply withdrew his hand and continued to laugh, "Jesus Burgess, be quiet... Didn't you just eat this morning? He's come from afar... Just bear with it."

Upon hearing Marshall D. Teach's words, Jesus Burgess immediately stopped making a fuss and said with a strange laugh, "Since the captain has said so, then let's give it to them."

"God Slayer... It's nice to meet you..."

After doing all that, Marshall D. Teach licked his jam-covered fingers as if the awkward situation had never happened, and raised his arm again to shake hands with Oboro.

However, he didn't finish his sentence.

Marshall D. Teach's pupils contracted instantly.

His smiling face was suddenly pressed down by a tremendous force, and with a bang, he was slammed hard into the wooden table.

The sudden turn of events caused both sides to simultaneously adopt a fighting stance.

However, the Blackbeard Pirates' preparations for battle were ineffective.

Van Augur, who was standing at the door, suddenly pointed his gun at Oboro's junior and put his finger on the trigger, but dared not pull it.

The reason was simple: almost in the blink of an eye, a sharp blade reflecting a silver light was already at his neck, drawing a thin red line on his skin.

"What are you going to do? Scum?!"

Dom's face, wrapped in black bandages, peeked out from behind Van Augur's head, his gaze filled with murderous intent as he questioned him.

"...Behave yourself."

"..."

Van Augur.

Lafitte, who had already drawn his staff and sword, was confronted by a cold-blooded man who stood between him and Blackbeard.

Although the man had his hands in his pockets, his indifferent gaze was a warning to him that if he dared to make a move, what awaited Lafitte would be the most lethal attack.

Rob Lucci.

Jesus Burgess had the sharpest tongue, had barely stood up halfway when he sat back down.

Because an enormous, heavy sword was pressing down on his shoulder.

As for Doc Q outside the door, Kaka and Dorans ignored him... The two simply stood there, giving him no chance to make a move... Dom and the other two's reactions were too abnormal. By the time they were ready to act, the scene had already turned out like this.

Bang bang bang! Oboro roughly grabbed Marshall D. Teach's hair and slammed him against the long wooden dining table again and again. Teach seemed to want to resist, but his pure strength seemed no match for Oboro. In addition, Oboro's speed was too fast, so Marshall D. Teach could only be 'suppressed' in a sorry state for a while.

Before long, his head was bleeding profusely, and his face was covered in sawdust.

However, even after being 'humiliated' like this, Marshall D. Teach was still laughing... showing no signs of anger at all.

Oboro also raised his hand, using force to grab Blackbeard's hair and fling him away like trash, smashing a hole in the tavern wall.

Long narrowed his eyes slightly.

He appeared calm on the surface, but was actually quite surprised.

He wasn't relying on pure brute force to overpower Marshall D. Teach. Judging from the sensations transmitted through his hands, Blackbeard's physical abilities were astonishing... and he clearly possessed Haki. It's just that neither of them activated it; Oboro used a little bit of "airflow" to prevent Blackbeard from making any "resistance."

Otherwise, in terms of physical strength alone... this guy isn't as 'weak' as he appears on the surface.

If he hadn't used his abilities, he might have actually escaped.

He truly deserves to be called a major villain in the later stages of this era, rivaling even the Straw Hat Pirates.

He's got some skills.

"That's true... Not everyone can leave a scar on Shanks' eyelid. Even though... he and Shanks were both young at the time... it showed some signs of something." Oboro thought to himself.

"Thief, hahaha... Just like the legends say, so ruthless..."

Outside the hole in the wall, Marshall D. Teach, covered in mud, stood up again, brushed the lime off his clothes, and crawled back through the 'hole'.

After laughing, he addressed the One Piece who were all on edge, saying, "Don't be so tense, we mean no harm."

"We're all One Piece... there's no need to create a situation where people die. Besides, even if we were to fight, it wouldn't be now, and certainly not here."

"Our goal is the New World, isn't it?"

"It's too early now."

"Hahahaha!"

Long quietly observed Marshall D. Teach; this man was indeed quite interesting.

Although his face was covered in blood, his body was 'completely unharmed'.

It should be noted that he used some 'force' when he threw it out.

"Blackbeard Teach".

Long read out Marshall D. Teach's name.

You know me?

Marshall D. Teach looked somewhat surprised.

"Of course I know. Your affair with the Whitebeard Pirates has been reported quite a bit in the newspapers," Oboro said.

"It is truly an honor for me, Marshall D. Teach, to be noticed by the God Slayer!"

Oboro's tone suddenly became playful, "I have a much higher opinion of you now... There are so many routes in the Grand Line. Even though the news of my entry into the Grand Line has spread, how can you be so sure that I will take this route and come to Mock Town?"

"I wasn't sure you would come... but I felt that you would definitely go to Alabasta, and it was only a matter of probability that you would come to Mock Town after leaving Alabasta ... so, I bet right! However, we have only just arrived, and I did not expect you to appear so quickly... I suppose you did not go to Alabasta."

Marshall D. Teach gave his reasons.

Alabasta?

Long raised an eyebrow.

"Someone like you must have your sights set on the New World ... or even further."

"Back when the Sabaody Archipelago incident happened, I first noticed you in the newspaper, and I had a feeling... that you and I were the same kind of people! Now that I've met you in person, I'm even more certain... and Alabasta has what you want!"

"Oh."

Laughed, knowing that Marshall D. Teach was referring to the Poneglyph.

This guy's got pretty good information.

The so-called "same kind of people" simply refers to ambition.

His meeting with the other person was somewhat accidental.

"So... you've seen me now..."

"Hahaha..."