Rogue Town

Since Garp had put it that way, Leiyin agreed.

To keep people from learning of Leiyin and Garp's relationship, Garp completed Leiyin's enlistment procedures and then returned to Navy Headquarters.

Although Garp had only given him the rank of Private Third Class, he still placed great importance on Leiyin. After all, he wanted to recruit more strength for the Navy.

After Garp left, Leiyin also sailed a small boat to Rogue Town to report for duty.

Rogue Town was near the entrance to the Grand Line. The previous Pirate King, Gol D. Roger, had been born here and executed here. That was why it was called "the Town of Beginning and End."

When he arrived in Rogue Town, Leiyin found it much more prosperous than Shelz Town, Town East Village, and Town West Village. The streets were spotless, and all kinds of shops and restaurants lined the roadside. The women walking down the streets were dressed in fashionable, beautiful clothes.

"Going by the timeline, Rogue Town's colonel shouldn't be Smoker yet." Leiyin walked along, muttering to himself as he pondered.

Just then, three Marines appeared on the street not far away. A little girl carrying an ice cream skipped along and accidentally bumped into the middle Marine, splattering ice cream all over him.

From their uniforms, the middle Marine was a sergeant, while the two on either side were Privates Second Class.

The little girl's father hurried over and apologized. "Marine sir, I'm so sorry. My daughter didn't mean to—"

"Bastard! Damn it, don't you have eyes?" The fat, bloated sergeant immediately flew into a rage.

"That's right, that's right! You're insulting the Marines!" said the Private Second Class on the left.

The little girl began crying in terror.

Her father looked frightened. "Marine sir, my girl really didn't do it on purpose..."

The fat sergeant said, "Cut the damn excuses. You dirtied my pants. What are you going to do about it?"

The little girl's father asked, "Then what do you want us to do?"

"Pay me 10,000 Beli."

At that, the little girl's father looked troubled. "Marine sir, that's a little unreasonable..."

"Damn it, you dare defy me?" As he spoke, the fat sergeant punched the man, knocking him staggering back. The little girl cried even harder.

The fat sergeant still wasn't done. He raised a foot and kicked toward the little girl.

Bang!

A young man who had appeared out of nowhere kicked the fat sergeant flying.

The young man was Leiyin.

The sight left the two Privates Second Class beside them completely stunned.

The Private Second Class on the right reacted first. "Hey, you brat, are you trying to die? Do you even know who you just hit?"

"Who cares?" Leiyin swung his fist and knocked the Private Second Class to the ground.

The Private Second Class on the left immediately went to help the fat sergeant up. The fat sergeant rose from the ground, his expression turning extremely ugly. "Damn it, what kind of day is this? So many unruly civilians have shown up! You brat, I'll definitely kill you!"

As he spoke, the fat sergeant drew the sword from his waist and charged straight at Leiyin.

"Lion Dance!"

Leiyin swiftly kicked off into the air, sending the fat sergeant flying. Then he drove his knee into the man's stomach and smashed him hard into the ground. The fat sergeant vomited a mouthful of foam and passed out.

Leiyin had not acted because he was particularly noble. He simply couldn't stand the fat sergeant's arrogance. Besides, he happened to like little girls around that age.

The fat sergeant was named Beck, the local tyrant of Rogue Town. It was said that he had powerful backing in Rogue Town. Relying on his influence, he ran rampant through the town, bullying men and preying on women. He was more overbearing than a crab.

In other words, before Leiyin had even officially become a Marine, he had already offended a powerful figure in the ranks.

By the time Beck woke up, Leiyin had completed all his enlistment procedures and become a Private Third Class. He was assigned to the Sixth Squad as an ordinary combatant.

By an incredible coincidence, the captain of the Sixth Squad was Sergeant Beck himself.

Enemies were bound to meet.

Knowing that Leiyin had knocked him unconscious with a single blow, Beck understood that the man had some real strength and did not dare confront him directly. So, when night fell, he ordered the soldiers in his squad to deal with Leiyin.

While Leiyin was fast asleep, Beck sent several men creeping to his bedside. Beck gave them a meaningful look, and they swarmed together to pin Leiyin down on the bed.

When Leiyin suddenly awoke from his dream, he saw several hideous faces filled with ill intent. Beck stepped forward and looked down at him with a sinister grin. "You brat, you actually dared to beat me like that when you first arrived. I can't just pretend none of it happened."

The Marines holding him down all grinned maliciously as well.

Leiyin remained completely calm. "What do you want?"

Beck's smile grew even more sinister. "To welcome you, we're going to give you some proper 'hospitality' tonight."

A Private Second Class said, "We'll loosen up your muscles and bones."

As he spoke, they dragged Leiyin upright. In the blink of an eye, Leiyin vanished from the spot.

"Where is he?"

While everyone was still looking around in confusion, Leiyin had already appeared behind Beck. "What are you looking for? I'm right here, you idiots."

Beck turned around, stammering. "He—he's here! Quick, quick, grab him!"

How could these men possibly be Leiyin's match? As the Marines rushed him, Leiyin weaved left and right through them. In less than a minute, he had beaten them into disarray, leaving them sprawled on the ground, wailing in pain.

Beck stood there dumbfounded. Leiyin used Lion Dance again, striking Beck until blood poured from his nose and mouth and he collapsed to the ground. Leiyin drew a sword, sat on him, and pressed the blade against his fat neck.

Beck's fat face twitched twice in obvious terror. "Big Brother Leiyin, I was wrong, I..."

Leiyin smiled at him. "Sergeant, who was it just now who wanted to loosen my muscles and bones?"

Perhaps Leiyin's earlier strike had caused him internal injuries, because blood was still trickling from Beck's nose and mouth. "Big Brother Leiyin—no, sir! I was blind to your greatness. Please..."

Leiyin teased him, "I wonder whether dragging this sword a few times across your fat body would make some oil come out."

Beck looked even more terrified. "Sir, I was wrong. I really was. Please let me off this once."

"Oh? I've become 'sir' now? What a truly humbling change."

Beck continued begging and wailing without pause.

Leiyin raised his palm and lightly slapped Beck's fat face twice. Then his expression suddenly changed. "Listen, you dead fatty. Behave yourself from now on, or I'll use this sword to scrape two pounds of lard off you!"

Beck trembled in fear. "Understood, Lord Leiyin. I understand!"

P.S. Thanks to Big Brother Yexinyun for the ten recommendation tickets.