"Brother Perospero."
"This is my business. I want to see just how strong Chinjao the Drill was after Mom beat him."
Perospero's expression turned vicious. Being wary didn't mean he was afraid. He was Mom's eldest son, after all.
"Kid, looks like I'll have to teach you a proper lesson today."
A storm spread out from Chinjao. The tables around them began to shake, and several people's expressions turned grave.
"If you two want to fight, take it outside. Don't disturb my meal."
Drill Man Gabit stared coldly at Chinjao and Perospero.
"Heeheehee, looks like there's going to be a good show."
Moria sat in his seat, sipping tea as he watched Gabit slap the table.
But Chinjao and Perospero didn't even bother to acknowledge Gabit. They blatantly ignored him.
"Bang!"
Their fists collided. A blast of air burst out from Chinjao and Perospero, and the entire hall descended into chaos.
Mihawk, the young man who had been quietly sipping red wine off to the side, had wine splashed onto his collar by the gale. His sharp eyes turned toward Chinjao and Perospero as they fought.
Shing!
With the sound of a blade being drawn, a brilliant white slash tore through the air and forced its way into the fight, cutting toward Chinjao and Perospero.
The sturdy floor split open like paper, leaving a huge fissure. Doflamingo and Moria were directly in its path.
The razor-sharp sword aura made Chinjao and Perospero furrow their brows. They leaped apart to dodge, and the violent slash swept out into the street, charging forward without a single obstacle. Countless people along its path died on the spot.
Standing on either side of the huge fissure, Doflamingo and Moria looked grim. Then they turned to Mihawk, who held his long sword at an angle