"Old Ape, long time no see!"
Chaos lit a cigar and strode out of the hotel first. Looking up at Borsalino hovering in midair, he wore a faintly amused, ill-intentioned smile. Behind him, Crocodile also had a cigar between his teeth, but he regarded Borsalino with hostility.
As for Archino, he was still dazed.
It was as if he'd fallen into a crisis of self-identity.
Borsalino descended from the air, dressed in a suit and looking every bit the gentleman. He wore a black hat and gloves, and had a cigarette pinched between his fingers.
He didn't care for Chaos's nickname.
Old Ape? What the hell?
Were they that close?
At this point, he couldn't wait to lock the man up in Impel Down. Their relationship was terrible.
"Golden Emperor, you've been frightening lately!"
Borsalino wasn't grinning. On the contrary, he was deadly serious.
He still remembered the small loss he'd suffered through carelessness back then.
"Don't sweat the details. So, what do you say? Have you decided to join me and become the most brazen men in the world?"
Chaos puffed on his cigar. Behind him, the Golden Goose Down Coat and golden halo fluttered and spun, giving him an air of domineering arrogance.
"I told you, I'm not interested in becoming a pirate."
Borsalino gave him a cold look. His index finger began to glow with a cross-shaped flash. He was Borsalino, a man of few words and ruthless action!
As for the order from above to stall the Golden Emperor, Borsalino ignored it outright.
He was confident he could capture the Golden Emperor and his crew all by himself.
"Old Ape, don't be so impatient. We're all brothers here. Sit down and have a nice chat."
Whoosh!!!
Rumble!!!
A streak of golden light flashed by, and a