Diable Jambe

Sanji stared at the burly man before him, his face full of hesitation. "Are you really going to give me this key?"

"Of course. Actually, I hate fighting." Jabra sighed. "Originally, I wanted to become a performing artist, but fate had other plans and I ended up becoming an assassin. Go. I really don't want to make an enemy of you."

"Really?" Sanji started to walk past Jabra. "But something still feels strange."

"Ten Finger Pistol!" Jabra suddenly transformed. He spun around at incredible speed, and his hands moved as though gripping something, his claws stabbing viciously toward Sanji.

"I knew it!" Sanji turned and lashed out with a spinning kick. "Your acting is even worse than that long-nosed guy on our ship!"

"Tch, you didn't fall for it?" Jabra pursed his lips. "Actually, that's because I'm your older brother!" Jabra suddenly charged at Sanji.

"If you're going to lie, at least prepare a script first!" Sanji flew into a rage—not because Jabra had brought his family into it, but because Sanji felt his intelligence had been insulted.

"Useless!" Jabra roared. "I'm the only one in CP9 who can move while using Tekkai. Now taste my Iron Body Fist—Wolf Bullet!"

Sanji leaped high into the air and used his leg to block Jabra's attack, but the force behind it far exceeded his expectations. Sanji was sent flying straight through the wall.

"Wait, did that gate just open?" Flying outside the wall, Sanji noticed the distant Gates of Justice slowly opening.

"Tch." Jabra felt he had to speed things up. Even he didn't know whether the gates had opened because Spandam had already delivered Nico Robin there or because the Buster Call had begun. After all, even as a government agent, he would have no special privileges under the Buster Call's