Hunter Squad Ordered to Hunt

After a day of sailing, they finally saw a huge mountain in the distance, towering like a high wall.

"The mountain ahead should be Reverse Mountain. Is everyone ready?"

Moyun gazed confidently at the distant mountain. Although he had come out from there, this time he was returning with his companions, embarking on a new adventure together.

The people aboard the ship all wore different expressions. Some were overjoyed, some were worried sick, and some were determined to win.

Kuina knew that plenty of adventures awaited them ahead, and that her strength would gradually improve as well.

The position of the world's greatest swordsman would belong to her sooner or later!

Olvia's heart was filled with worry. She had heard about Robin's situation before.

It was all because she had failed to protect her back then.

That was why Robin had been forced to struggle for survival at such a young age.

For a moment, Olvia even felt an intense hatred for the World Government.

But more than that, she felt guilt.

She wondered whether, if she ever reunited with her daughter, Robin would recognize her incompetent mother.

Hisoka's thoughts were simpler: become stronger, then see more of the outside world.

As for ShSh, there was no need to say more. Wherever Moyun went, it went too.

What they did not know was that a team had already arrived ahead of them and was waiting at the entrance to the Grand Line.

"Big brother, how long have we been waiting here? Why haven't those people come yet?"

Sweat kept pouring from the forehead of a little punk. Did they really have to stand on the deck and wait?

The sun was scorching, and he was genuinely starting to feel like he could not take it anymore.

"So what if we wait a little longer? If we fail to complete the mission assigned to us by our superior, you won't even live to see the sun again. Enjoy this blessing while you can!"

With that, the man they called Big Brother spread his arms, closed his eyes, and basked in the sunlight with an expression of enjoyment.

The little punk fell silent.

What were they supposed to do about a big brother who was always so poetic?

"This sun really is a little too much!"

Big Brother immediately opened his eyes and walked toward the cabin. "At a time like this, I should have a delicious glass of fruit juice."

"Big brother, I also—"

The little punk's eyes lit up. Perfect, he could go inside with him.

"You what? I'm the leader. What are you? If you can't even endure this little hardship, how are you going to accomplish great things in the future?"

Big Brother looked heartbroken as he spoke, as though he truly meant every word.

The little punk stared blankly.

That was really unnecessary. He would just stand here.

"Big brother! It looks like someone—no, a ship is coming!"

Just as Big Brother entered the cabin, the little punk looked up and saw a ship sailing across the distant sea.

He hurriedly picked up the telescope hanging around his neck.

There was no mistake. It was Moyun's ship!

Looks like Big Brother would not be getting his fruit juice after all. Hahahaha!

"If you're trying to deceive me, forget it. I won't fall for it. As the leader, I have to make my own judgments. Otherwise, how could I command all of you?"

As he spoke, he took another sip of fruit juice, preparing to continue his speech.

"Big brother, stop drinking! I'm not joking around with you. They're really here!"

The little punk was getting anxious. The strongest person aboard this ship was Big Brother.

He also knew how important this mission was. If they made even one careless mistake, this would be a job that could cost them their heads!

"What? They're really here?"

A tall, burly man walked out of the cabin, carrying an enormous heavy cannon.

"They're finally here. We've been waiting for them for ages."

"Big brother, should we attack now?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? Can you fly over there or something?"

The man viciously knocked the little punk on the forehead. Although he had held back somewhat, a large bump still rose on the little punk's forehead.

"Big brother, don't you know how strong you are?"

The little punk covered his forehead, tears nearly spilling from his eyes.

"Enough. You're a grown man, so stop acting like some sissy. What kind of look is that? Wouldn't it be embarrassing if word got out? Inform everyone to prepare for the attack. The moment they enter our range, open fire!"

The man gave a sinister grin. If anyone was to blame, it was those people for offending someone they should never have crossed.

In any case, they were only doing a job for money.

As Moyun's ship drew closer and closer, everyone aboard the other ship grew excited.

In their eyes, this was not a ship. It was glittering money!

Although none of these people were on the Marines' wanted lists, their employer had offered a full hundred million just for the head of Silver Kid.

"Moyun, why does there seem to be a ship ahead?"

Kuina narrowed her eyes. She had spotted it from far away.

She had not paid much attention at first, thinking it was another ship crossing the mountain.

But now, it seemed those people had been waiting specifically for them.

"They came looking for us."

Judging from the appearance of the ship, Moyun had more or less guessed the situation. The people aboard it were probably pirate hunters.

Someone had hired pirate hunters to take his life.

"Then what do we do?"

Kuina looked at the cannons already mounted on both sides of the ship. The moment they came within firing range, those people would probably open fire.

Moyun still looked completely unhurried.

He had a way to deal with those cannons.

"Hisoka, can you weave yourself into a net?"

"I can! I already learned how!"

Hisoka shouted excitedly.

With Moyun's guidance over the past few days, Hisoka could already switch forms freely, and using his Devil Fruit ability had become much smoother.

He had also learned many skills he had never even imagined before.

This Vine Net was one of them!

Hisoka leaped into the air, transformed into vines, and then wove himself into an enormous net.

The enemies in the distance naturally saw this scene as well, but they did not take it seriously.

Many people had tried using this move to stop their bombardment before, but it had never worked.

The shells of their cannonballs had undergone special processing. A net made of ropes like that could not stop them at all.

"People this simple-minded are worth a hundred million?"

It seemed the life of the rich was something he truly could not understand.

"Big brother, they've entered our range."

"Open fire!"

"Boom! Boom!"

After several blasts, most of the cannonballs plunged straight into the seabed. Only a few were caught by the enormous green net.

Everyone on the little punk's side waited for the bombs to explode, but nothing happened.

"Did you make them timed bombs?"

"I didn't!"

The little punk was practically in tears. Who could have known what that green net was? It had actually stopped even their cannonballs.

Looks like they would have to take this seriously!

"Hisoka, get ready. Send every last one of them back!"