Moke raised his blade and brought it down in one fluid motion. The fierce Tempest Kick Slash was effortlessly cut apart and sent flying.
Then, expressionless, he stared coldly at Vergo and said with unconcealed exasperation, "Say, Vergo, you're a Marine vice admiral. How can you have so little sense of honor?
Don't forget, I'm one of the Shichibukai! If I'm not mistaken, we should still count as allies, right? So what did you mean by suddenly swinging your blade at me just now? Don't tell me... you found that amusing?"
What angered Moke even more was that this guy had actually resorted to a shameless sneak attack! Absolutely despicable! He was nothing but a cunning, treacherous mongrel!
Faced with Moke's questioning, Vergo merely raised an eyebrow. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he replied softly, "Haha, it really is true that one becomes like the company one keeps.
After spending so long with those simple-minded idiots all brawn and no brains, even you've become stupid and laughable. I never expected you to fantasize about catching me off guard while taking out that brat..."
Moke's face remained full of confusion at first, but he soon seemed to remember something. His calm expression changed slightly, and his eyes narrowed into slits.
At the same time, he forced out an icy name through clenched teeth: "M. Caesar Clown!" That was right! It had to be because of that man! After all, M. Caesar Clown was one of Doflamingo's most important subordinates, and Vergo, as Doflamingo's trusted lieutenant, naturally knew that perfectly well.
Yet at this very moment, amid the tavern filled with the mingled scent of wine and noisy chatter, a figure silently watched everything. This person seemed to have noticed that I had purchased information about