Moke Burst into Laughter

"Hahaha..."

In that instant, without warning, Moke threw his head back and burst into wild laughter. The laughter was like a thunderclap, or like a surging sea, one wave higher than the next, seemingly about to break through the sky and reach the clouds. "Hahahaha!" He laughed so wildly and unrestrainedly that it seemed the whole world was trembling with his laughter.

After laughing, Moke abruptly stopped, saying in a tone full of disdain and contempt, "The position of Shichibukai? Hmph, in my eyes, it's nothing but an empty title, not worth anything at all!" As he spoke, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of contempt.

As soon as he finished speaking, Moke shot his sharp, piercing gaze directly at Jinbe. At that Jinbe, Jinbe's face, which had always been filled with a gentle smile, froze instantly, as if struck by a sudden chill. His smile seemed to be frozen in a certain moment, unable to spread any further.

For a moment, the air seemed to solidify, and everything around became eerily quiet. Even the rustling of leaves in the breeze vanished without a trace. Everyone held their breath, afraid to make the slightest sound, lest they break the strange silence.

However, this brief pause lasted only a moment. Immediately afterwards, Jinbe's expression underwent another dramatic change. His previously stiff face gradually relaxed, and a hint of gratitude appeared deep in his eyes. At this moment, Jinbe was like a flower bathed in the warm spring sun, radiating a unique brilliance.

He gazed at Moke silently and intently, their eyes meeting as if countless words were flowing between them. Deep within Jinbe's heart, a strong and complex emotion surged like a turbulent sea. The feeling was indescribable, as if emotions that had been suppressed in his heart for many years had finally found an outlet.

The deeper meaning behind Moke's words was all too clear—he was willing to entrust his precious life to Jinbe, giving him his complete trust. Such pure and sincere trust was more precious than any rare treasure to a pirate who had spent years drifting on the vast ocean, witnessing the coldness and treachery of the world.

While many pirate crews have Fish-Man companions, the vast majority of them often remain on the periphery. They may possess great strength and unique skills, but they never truly integrate into the core circle. This is why Moke's unconditional trust is so precious and deeply moves Jinbe.

Take Aladdin from the Big Mom Pirates for example. He was originally the doctor and vice-captain of the Sun Pirates, and now he has become the captain of the Sun Pirates.

Even so, despite marrying Big Mom's daughter Praline and becoming Big Mom son-in-law, he still couldn't truly integrate into the inner circle and remained a core member of the Great Pirate Crew.

"Call..."

Jinbe took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling slowly, as if gathering all his strength. He gazed at Moke before him, his eyes revealing a hint of earnestness and expectation, and then solemnly said, "Then may I ask you a favor?"

The moment he finished speaking, Moke almost instantly understood Jinbe's thoughts. A confident and knowing smile played on his lips as he replied, "Ace and Whitebeard, right?"

Hearing that Moke had guessed his intentions so quickly and accurately, Jinbe was slightly taken aback. His eyes widened, his face full of surprise, and he secretly marveled at Moke's keen insight and intelligence. With just this one simple sentence, Moke was able to immediately understand what he cared about most deep down.

However, before Jinbe could recover from his shock, Moke let out a hearty laugh. He patted Jinbe on the shoulder and reassured him, "Don't worry! Even without your request, I would have stood firmly on Whitebeard's side this time."

"Huh?" Jinbe stared at Moke in astonishment, completely bewildered. He couldn't understand why Moke would make such a choice. Was it merely out of admiration or sympathy for Whitebeard? Filled with doubt, Jinbe couldn't help but ask, "Why is that?"

Faced with Jinbe 'Jinbe questioning, Moke's smile vanished, and his expression turned serious. He gazed intently into the distance, seemingly recalling some crucial information, before slowly saying, "Because I have received extremely reliable information. The World Government and the Marine Headquarters, after secret discussions, have made up their minds... Once this earth-shattering war with the Whitebeard Pirates comes to an end, they will not hesitate to turn their attention to me, and will do everything in their power to imprison me forever within the Marine Headquarters."

At this point, Moke shrugged helplessly and continued, "Since I'm being targeted by the enemy anyway, why not take this opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to the Navy while they're locked in a fierce battle with the Whitebeard Pirates? This way, I can disrupt their plans, giving myself a chance to survive, and also demonstrate my strength and determination to those who want to control me!"

Just then, Jinbe's deep eyes suddenly lit up, as if struck by a flash of inspiration. He Satori, "Indeed! This exquisite maneuver not only successfully rescued you from the extreme danger you were facing, but also made that world-renowned, Might-Shaker Four Seas -Whitebeard owe you a debt of gratitude as heavy as Mount Tai!" After saying this, Jinbe's face couldn't help but show an expression of extreme admiration.

"Hahahaha..." A burst of hearty and cheerful laughter suddenly rang out. It turned out that Moke had laughed heartily after hearing Jinbe's words. The laughter was like rolling thunder, like surging waves, with a powerful momentum that seemed to break through the Nine Heavens and soar straight to the sky. In the originally silent cell, Moke's laughter echoed continuously, wave after wave, deafeningly loud. Even the hard and thick walls around seemed to tremble slightly under the impact of this powerful sound wave, as if they could not bear the weight.

"Of course! As far as I'm concerned, the Sengoku and the entire World Government dared to plot against me from behind! Hmph! They will definitely pay an extremely heavy and unbearable price for this!" Moke said through gritted teeth, his eyes flashing with anger and determination, like an enraged lion ready to pounce on its enemy and deliver a fatal blow. Moke laughed as he spoke through gritted teeth. His sharp eyes flashed with anger and hatred, sending chills down one's spine. At this moment, Moke was like an enraged lion, exuding an undisguised domineering Haki and confidence, as if the entire world was under his control.

Jinbe stood calmly to the side, and after listening to Moke's words, he lowered his head and fell into deep thought. Time passed by, and only Moke's laughter echoed in the cell. After a long time, Jinbe finally raised his head, his gaze firm and resolute, looking directly at Moke, and then nodded vigorously, indicating his deep agreement with his words.

Just then, a shocking scene unfolded. Moke suddenly extended his right hand and rapidly turned his index finger into mud. His finger, which had been as hard as iron and full of power, became as soft as clay in the blink of an eye, able to be twisted and deformed at will. Then, without the slightest hesitation, Moke decisively inserted his mud-covered finger into the keyhole of the cell door in front of him.

A soft "click" was heard, as if some kind of restraint had been broken. Then, the cell door slowly opened, emitting a dull scraping sound. In just a moment, the seemingly impregnable cell door was easily opened, revealing a path to freedom to the two men.

Seeing Jinbe, Moke quickly came out of the cell. He looked at Moke with gratitude, bowed respectfully, and said, "Thank you for saving me, Captain. If it weren't for you, I would probably still be imprisoned..." However, Mok waved his hand, interrupting Jinbe's thanks. "Since we are all comrades on the same ship now, there is no need for thanks."

Before he finished speaking, Moke turned and walked towards the cell door where Shiryu was located. He peered through the bars at Shiryu, a slight smile playing on his lips, and asked, "So? Interested in joining my pirate crew, sailing the seas together, and pursuing freedom?" Faced with Moke's sudden invitation, Shiryu glanced at him with some surprise, then fell into a brief silence. After a short while, Shiryu slowly nodded, seemingly having made his decision. After all, rather than slowly decaying in this dark, damp cell, it would be better to follow this powerful and charismatic captain and venture into the vast world.

Moke stared intently at the person before him, his tone stern as he warned, "Listen carefully. Since you've decided to join my pirate crew, you must abide by my rules! On this territory that belongs to me, if you dare to recklessly commit acts of slaughter, don't blame me for being ruthless; I will personally eliminate you... However, as long as you follow orders, I certainly won't treat you unfairly. When the time is right, I will grant you the opportunity to fully enjoy the thrill of killing. At that time, you will become the combat captain of my pirate ship, specifically responsible for leading everyone in fierce attacks and conquests against other hostile forces!"

After hearing these words, Shiryu fell into deep thought. His sharp eyes flashed with a complex light, as if he were weighing the pros and cons. After a long while, Shiryu finally nodded slowly, indicating that he was willing to accept the conditions proposed by Moke. Seeing Shiryu nod in agreement, Moke showed a satisfied smile on his face, and then loosened the ropes binding Shiryu, releasing him from the place of imprisonment.

Just then, one after another, Katrin Deme, Basque Vasco Shot, and Avalo Pizarro appeared before Moke. They eagerly and earnestly expressed their willingness to follow Moke to the death, to bravely venture together into the mysterious and perilous vast ocean. Faced with these enthusiastic faces and unwavering determination, Moke felt an overwhelming surge of joy. Without hesitation, he decisively recruited them all into his team.

After everything was properly arranged, Moke took a deep breath and strode straight towards the deepest part of the sixth floor. As the distance shortened, three uniquely designed and conspicuous cells suddenly appeared before him. They stood side by side, like three bright pearls emitting an eerie light embedded in this dark place.

Approaching slowly and observing closely, one could see that in one of the many cells, Bondi World was completely imprisoned by an incredibly thick and powerful layer of ice. This layer of ice possessed an astonishingly clear and translucent beauty, but at the same time, it was unimaginably hard, like an insurmountable natural chasm, mercilessly trapping the once mighty and powerful man, rendering him unable to move.

Turning our attention to the other two cells, we find that each cell houses two prominent figures, figures feared by countless others: Patrick Redfield and Wrath Bullet.

At this seemingly peaceful moment, the atmosphere suddenly shifted dramatically, shattering the stagnant tranquility. Redfield and Bullet's gazes, like two sharp lightning Inazuma piercing the night sky, carried an intense sense of pressure as they simultaneously shot towards the approaching Moke. Their eyes were incredibly sharp, like razor-sharp blades, seemingly capable of easily piercing Moke's body and directly probing into his deepest, most genuine thoughts and hidden intentions.

These two are no ordinary individuals! They are both Emperor Level powerhouses, their strength astonishing. Subduing such figures is an unimaginable challenge. Even if they verbally agree to be subdued, who can guarantee they won't go back on their word? After all, what can we do if powerful figures of their status renege on their promises?

At that moment, Redfield and Bullet exchanged a glance. These were, after all, two of the world's strongest warriors! Despite their deepest desire to escape this nightmarish, Infinite Hell, the thought of condescending to serve under a young junior was simply too much for them to bear...

Bullet stared intently at Moke, his eyes slightly narrowed, revealing a hint of barely perceptible danger. Then, in a slightly mocking tone, he said, "Kid, since you have the guts to come before me, you must know what kind of person I am, right? Fine, then I'll tell you now, if you just ask me to join, I can agree immediately. I just don't know if you really have the guts to believe what I say?" As soon as he finished speaking, a half-smile appeared on Bullet's face, as if he were waiting to see how Moke would handle this tricky situation.

Moke waved his hand casually, a half-smile playing on his lips, and said, "To be honest, I really can't believe it. But if you're willing to join us, that would be best; but if not, as long as you agree to two things, I'll keep my promise and let you out." After saying this, Moke turned his gaze to Redfield, who was standing to the side, his eyes revealing an undeniable air of authority.

Redfield and Bullet exchanged a quick glance, then simultaneously asked, "So, please explain in detail what these two matters are." Moke narrowed his eyes, a cunning yet Haki smile spreading across his face, and slowly began, "Hmph, the World Government and those despicable Marines dared to scheme against me! Since that's the case, I've decided to play this game with them properly, and if I'm going to play, I'll play big! Therefore, the first thing is that I hope you will accompany me to Marine Headquarters, joining forces with that Might-Shaker Four Seas to wreak havoc. I want the whole world to know clearly that anyone who dares to scheme against me, even Whitebeard powerful entity like Marine Headquarters, will be ruthlessly sunk to the ground!"

Upon hearing the words "Join forces with Whitebeard to sink the Marine Headquarters," Redfield and Bullet's eyes widened in disbelief. Not only were they stunned, but the numerous members who had officially Moke Pirates were also speechless with astonishment.

"Gulp..." A sound of swallowing saliva could be heard, exceptionally clear in the quiet atmosphere. Clearly, someone was so shocked by the scene before them that they involuntarily swallowed a large mouthful of saliva. At the same time, Redfield gasped sharply, as if inhaling not air but a bone-chilling cold. Bullet's pupils suddenly contracted to pinpoints, and his body trembled violently as if he had experienced a powerful earthquake. Such a reaction was enough to show that he was experiencing a tidal wave of shock within him.

However, something unexpected happened. Just as everyone was still in shock, Bullet suddenly burst into laughter as if he had gone mad. "Hahaha... I always thought I was the craziest person in the world, but after seeing you today, I realize you're even crazier than me! Fine, fine, since that's how it is, then... I agree!" With that, he waved his hand sharply, indicating that he had made his decision.

Seeing this, Redfield, standing nearby, nodded slightly and said, "Very well, consider it a chance to meet up with some old friends and catch up." Indeed, for him, Sengoku, Garp, Tsuru, and Whitebeard were all old friends with whom he had deep ties. At this moment, Moke smiled and then said, "The second matter is that after this war at Marine Headquarters is completely over, you must promise to lend me a hand once."

Redfield looked at Moke with unwavering determination and said solemnly, "If you can free us from this damned cage, we will do everything in our power to help you! Of course, this must be a reasonable request." Bullet, standing to the side, nodded without hesitation, agreeing, "That's right, such a condition is not unreasonable, I completely agree."

Upon hearing their promise, Moke let out a chilling laugh that seemed to echo throughout the entire cell. He then slowly walked to their cell door, took out a key, and gently inserted it into the lock. With a crisp click, the door slowly opened. Moke then bent down and skillfully unlocked the heavy Seastone Handcuffs and leg shackles binding Redfield and Bullet.

When the shackles were finally removed, Redfield and Bullet felt an instant sense of relief, a long-lost feeling of freedom welling up inside them. Bullet, in particular, with his volatile temper, could hardly contain his excitement. He kept moving his joints and muttering to himself, seemingly planning how to make a name for himself next.

After calming down slightly, Bullet slowly turned his head, his gaze sweeping sharply over the people still imprisoned in their cells. His eyes were sharp and inquisitive, as if trying to see through the inner world of each person. Then, Bullet frowned slightly, turned to Moke beside him with a serious expression, and asked, "Don't you intend to release these poor souls as well?"

Upon hearing Bullet's question, Moke's lips curled into a barely perceptible, mocking smile. He scoffed and replied dismissively, "Hmph! Don't be so naive as to think that just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can have the honor of joining my pirate crew! Let alone forming an alliance with me, that's just wishful thinking!" With that, Moke didn't even glance at the other prisoners again, but turned around without hesitation and strode straight out of the cell.

Seeing this, Redfield and Bullet, now free, exchanged a glance and then immediately followed Moke's lead. The three walked side by side, facing the many unknown challenges that lay ahead. Just then, as if suddenly remembering something amusing, Bullet burst into unrestrained laughter again. The laughter was deafening, echoing throughout the entire prison area. After laughing for a while, Bullet stopped, staring intently at Moke walking ahead, and said thoughtfully, "Heh heh... When we reach Marine Headquarters, I'll see if you really have the capital to be so arrogant!"

To Bullet's provocative words, Moke simply replied, "Don't worry, I definitely won't let you down..." Then, he quickened his pace, seemingly eager to rush to the thrilling and exciting battlefield.