"Me, afraid of you?"
Gin shook his head and laughed scornfully, then opened the door and strode Kongming inside.
"Nice confidence. Don't worry, I'll have you on the ground in five minutes."
With that, Pizarro whipped a triple-barreled pistol from his waist. Without even aiming, he fired straight at Gin.
"Hm? You think you can hit me like that? Dream on."
Gin laughed dismissively. But a gunshot rang out, and his right leg went numb. He staggered, nearly falling to the ground.
Pizarro's weapons were a triple-barreled pistol and a cannon. Even without them, he was terrifying in a hand-to-hand fight. As for his Devil Fruit powers, he had yet to show them.
"Meow!"
Gin swayed, and a huge figure flashed into view behind him. For someone as massive as Pizarro, he moved with astonishing speed.
Before Gin could turn around, he sensed the threat behind him. He hurriedly ducked and thrust his Iron Cane backward with his right hand.
There was no time to turn. He counterattacked on instinct alone.
Pizarro was about to grab Gin when he saw the Iron Cane stabbing toward him. He paused for an instant, then clenched his fist and slammed it hard into the cane.
A tremendous shock surged through the Iron Cane and into Gin's body, sending him stumbling four or five steps forward. Before he could regain his footing, Pizarro's shrill laughter sounded behind him again.
Gin had been at a crushing disadvantage from the start. Pizarro had him completely pinned down, with no chance of winning.
Ye Chen shook his head. All the more reason not to let up. Both he and his companions had to grow stronger as quickly as possible.
Enemies would never give them time to do so. Danger could arrive at any moment.
"Captain, there's an