"We're screwed. No lamb hotpot for me this time!"
In some remote corner of Marine Headquarters, Wu Biao stared troubledly at his officer's cape. Inside it, an adorably dopey little sheep looked up at Brother Biao with utter confusion, showing no fear whatsoever over its current predicament.
Seeing those cute little eyes, Wu Biao's gaze softened. "Those eyes... the meat's definitely going to be tender."
"..." Whether it was an illusion or something else, Wu Biao seemed to see the little sheep roll its eyes.
Decisively ignoring the sheep's shameless attempt at acting cute, Wu Biao twitched his nose. "They're after me again. They won't even give me time for lamb hotpot. Could it be... I'll have to eat it raw?"
Though he had no idea what was going on, Old Man Garp and Old Man Sengoku somehow seemed able to sense his location. No matter where he hid, those two could quickly find him.
If Brother Biao's nose had not been so sharp, he would have been caught by those two old men long ago.
And it was not just him who did not understand. Garp and Sengoku, who were chasing him, were equally baffled. Although they could use Observation Haki to lock onto that brat's location—
—it was as though the kid had installed surveillance throughout all of Marine Headquarters. The moment they entered a certain range, he immediately detected their arrival, then started smashing through walls and darting around wildly. They had not even caught a glimpse of the little bastard yet.
And... looking at the gaping holes punched through wall after wall, Sengoku's face turned green. Never before had anyone been so audacious as to come to Marine Headquarters and smash its walls. More importantly, if this continued at this rate, Marine Headquarters might actually collapse!!