Naruto's Trash Station

Ren tossed the doughnut in his arms to Sengoku. Sengoku accepted it without ceremony, but said between bites, "Garp... Red-Hair needs a lesson. Take Kizaru and Momousagi and go pick a fight with him!"

"You're serious?" Garp said. "I'd love to teach Red-Hair a lesson, but you know that if the Marines enter the New World now, the One Emperor and Five Emperors will resist us!"

"That was true before," Sengoku said, shaking his head. "But Ren is furious this time. He won't have time for anyone else. Besides, this is a good chance to draw attention away. Give Red-Hair a beating, throw the New World and the World Government into confusion, and we can hide the news about that kid Ace. If it gets out now, you're finished."

Sengoku knew that if Ace's identity came to light, Garp would be finished. The World Government might even hunt him down. Sengoku had no intention of letting an old comrade die, so he could only help Garp keep the secret. In the end, that was what comradeship came down to.

Garp nodded. "I understand. This time, I'll turn the New World upside down. And that brat Ren owes me a favor. If he shows up, I'll make him pay it back! Either way, I'm not stopping until I've beaten Red-Hair beyond recognition!"

A grandfather's fury burned in his eyes.

Chapter 642: Heading to Wano Country

On a remote island in the New World.

The stench of blood hung in the air. Screams rang out without end.

"Shiryu... I surrender! I surrender..."

The panicked plea was thick with despair and fear.

Shiryu sneered and raised Nidai Kitetsu. "Gangali of the Shichibukai... it's too late to surrender. My captain is furious. You're going to die!"

A bloody arc of Sword Aura flashed