"Like a newborn baby. How laughable."
Lei En's mocking words were like poisoned thorns, viciously stabbing into Arlong's grotesquely warped pride.
Arlong stared fixedly at the finger pressed beneath his chin. His eyes were so bloodshot they had turned crimson, and bloody tears even streamed from them.
His pride and joy—his strength!
The noble bloodline of the fish-men, born superior to humans!
Before this black-haired youth, it truly seemed like that of a baby, incapable of causing the slightest ripple!
"N-No way!!!"
Arlong completely broke down, letting out a hysterical, despairing roar.
He desperately tried to back away, to put some distance between them.
But it was already too late.
"Trying to run?"
Lei En sneered. The index finger beneath Arlong's chin curled slightly into a fist, then grabbed Arlong by the collar in one swift motion.
"I told you, I'm going to play a game with you today."
There was not a trace of pity in Lei En's eyes—only pure brutality and killing intent toward this racist scum who had tormented Nami for ten years and turned the entire village into a living hell.
For garbage this rotten, Lei En had no interest in even subduing him to dig coal.
He had only one thought.
To make him vanish from this land where he had once strutted about in the most brutal way possible!
"Let go of me! You lowly human!"
Arlong struggled desperately, swinging his massive fists at Lei En.
But his pathetic strength could not even make Lei En frown.
"Since you're so proud of fish-men's teeth..."
Lei En slowly raised his other hand and extended his index and middle fingers.
"Bzzzt—!"
A layer of pitch-black Advanced Armament Haki, gleaming with a heart-palpitating metallic luster, instantly coated those two fingers.
Lei En looked at Arlong's face, twisted