"A guy as handsome as me can't just go throwing punches."
His attitude seemed utterly casual, as though this was nothing more than a trivial matter to him.
The major entered the courtyard and immediately spotted a long drag mark on the ground. His expression darkened on the spot.
They immediately began searching the surrounding area like mad, refusing to let anyone slip away.
The man in glasses studied it intently, his expression turning serious as he pushed up his frames.
"They definitely made this mark. No doubt about it. They won't get away."
"They must be hiding somewhere on this mountain. We'll turn it upside down if we have to."
At the foot of the mountain, the situation was no easier. Tension filled the air.
Long Nose looked utterly miserable, his face so sour it could have been wrung out.
"I told you coming at night would be safer. Of course someone would be guarding the ship at a time like this, but you wouldn't listen."
Both of them looked dejected now, each looking worse than the other, and they bitterly regretted their decision.
Without the slightest hesitation, they slipped straight underwater with swift, clean movements, barely making a splash.
They held tubes between their teeth to breathe slowly underwater, trying to make as little noise as possible.
Before long, the two reached the ship and stopped close against its hull, like a pair of shadows.
Zoro began climbing, using both hands and feet to haul himself straight aboard at an absurd speed.
Beside him, Long Nose's mouth was too small to fit the bamboo tube. His brows knitted with anxiety, and his face turned red from holding his breath.
The noise they made while boarding alerted all the nearby guards, and footsteps closed in from every direction.
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