The End

"Caesar!" Buffalo spotted Caesar slung over Li Ziming's shoulder. The robot he had been fighting was a nightmare to deal with; his and Baby-5's attacks had been like ants trying to scratch an elephant. He had no desire to keep fighting it. Now that he had finally found his target, excitement swept through him, and he overlooked Li Ziming entirely.

"Baby-5! Hurry up and take care of that guy beside you!" Buffalo shouted.

"Oh? Are you asking me for a favor?" Baby-5's face flushed. Her hand turned into a gun, and she fired at Li Ziming from point-blank range.

"So you're an enemy after all..." Li Ziming had no intention of going easy on someone who was trying to kill him. He blocked Baby-5's shot with Armament Haki. When she showed no sign of stopping, an explosion burst from his hand, leaving her blackened and unconscious.

"You!" Buffalo finally recognized him. "Explosion Maniac!"

"Oh? You know me too?" Li Ziming glanced at the strange-looking Buffalo. "Then that means you're an enemy as well..." But he looked down at Caesar and Baby-5 with a troubled expression. They seemed unconscious, but what if they were faking it? He wasn't about to take that risk.

"Haha!" Buffalo had clearly noticed Li Ziming's predicament and looked certain he had the upper hand.

"You've got an awful laugh!" A huge steel arm came crashing down from behind Buffalo. Before he could react, Franky knocked him flat with one punch.

"Nice work, Franky..." Li Ziming smiled. "Is Edward around?"

Franky looked a little embarrassed at the mention of Edward. "Edward's sulking a bit right now..." That was enough for Li Ziming to understand. Edward had barely been able to help with this incident. In fact, he hadn't been involved at all, so he was probably sulking.