Wait Until You've Reached an Agreement

Sengoku was still thinking, while Rayleigh, Shanks, and the other Red-Hair Pirates had already silently shifted their positions, faintly forming a circle around Oak.

Not only them—even Garp and the other Marines coordinated with remarkable tacit understanding. Seeing this, a trace of complexity flashed through Tsuru's expression, but she still moved with Garp and the others. Eagle and Enel followed suit and joined them.

Oak smiled faintly at the sight. He said nothing about Tsuru and his own little brat's choice. He was a pirate, while Tsuru and his little brat were Marines. Their positions differed, so there was nothing strange about them choosing to stand against him. He did not mind. Sweeping his gaze around, he found that the Red-Hair Pirates and the Marines had sealed off every possible route of escape. Katakuri had sensed something was wrong as well.

"Uncle Oak, these people..."

Katakuri stood solemnly at his side. The atmosphere in the field weighed heavily on him, but he still said to Oak,

"The situation doesn't look good. I'll find a way to tear open a gap later. Uncle Oak, you retreat first!"

Clearly, Katakuri did not believe Oak could defeat so many people. After all, this group included a Four Emperor, Admirals, the Fleet Admiral, the Marine Hero Garp, who had once stood at the pinnacle of the Marines, and the Pirate King's right hand, Pluton Rayleigh.

There were seven top-tier fighters alone, as well as more than a dozen experts above the first-rate level. More than one of them was comparable to Katakuri, or even stronger than him. With such a lineup, let alone Uncle Oak alone, even if his mother joined him, it would be difficult for them to escape safely.

Thus, he had decided that if fighting truly broke out, he would tear