As the object breaks out of the water, water splashes everywhere, reflecting colorful rays of light in the sun.
Coating quickly broke and dissipated, revealing a... well, extremely ordinary, even a little shabby small fishing boat inside.
Small Boat There is a figure standing on the bow of the ship.
Her short black hair fluttered slightly in the wind caused by her broken water, and there was a smile on her face that was somewhere between "I'm sorry for being late" and "I'm just here to cause trouble."
It was Gol D. Allen! He raised his hand and waved to the thousands of troops who were waiting for him in an extremely natural manner. His voice was loud and a little ridiculing. "Hey! Fellow navy, elites of World Government, and dear Fleet Admiral Sengoku, Vice Admiral Garp..."
"Everyone has been waiting for a long time! I'm so sorry!"
He pointed to the small broken boat that was still swaying under his feet, with a "you know" expression on his face, "Small Boat has low horsepower and takes a long time."
Seeing Allen appear, Rayleigh almost burst into tears with excitement! Fireworks instantly set off in his heart. "What a boy! He is indeed my eldest nephew! I know you won't abandon your uncle! Although the ship is a little broken, it's good that the people are here!"
He suppressed his excitement and tried hard to maintain the demeanor of a senior, with a loud voice and a hint of unnoticeable choking. "You brat! I'm finally here! I didn't hurt you in vain!"
When Sengoku saw Allen appear, he breathed a sigh of relief at first. People would have a chance when they came, but when he saw the small broken ship and the empty state except Allen on the ship, that tone instantly turned into anger that lit the fuse!
He took one step forward, half of his body leaning out of the Command Platform railing. His voice resounded through the square like thunder, causing many sailors to buzz in their eardrums. "Gol·D·Allen!!!"
He pointed at Allen's nose, his beard shaking with anger, "Stop being so glib here! Where is Pluton Battleship?! Where is Dr. Vegapunk's Clone?!"
"Where are the things you promised to trade?! Don't tell me your broken ship can hold those things!"
His questioning was like a barrage, and every word was filled with the anger of being teased.
Faced with Sengoku's overwhelming anger and the pressure of the audience's focus, Allen... picked his ears?
Then, under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes, he spread his hands out in a very natural, innocent, and even "why are you so ignorant" manner, shrugged his shoulders, and said confidently, "I didn't bring it with me!"
The sound was not loud, but it spread clearly throughout the audience.
He pointed at the small broken boat at his feet and gestured again, "Sir Fleet Admiral, you have also seen that I only have one Small Boat! The two things you want are heavier than the other and one is bigger than the other! How can I install this Small Boat? What will happen if it is overloaded and the ship sinks? You have to be reasonable!"
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
The sea breeze stopped.
Kizaru's file stopped in mid-air, and he even forgot to blow the nail clippings.
Fujitora's closed eyes suddenly opened a crack. Although he couldn't see it, he could feel it.
Ryokugyu The new grass that was just pulled up fell to the ground.
Magma on Akainu stopped for a moment, and even Magma seemed to be stunned by this shameless answer.
Countless navy soldiers opened their mouths wide, and the sound of their jaws being dislocated seemed to be one continuous sound.
The expressions on their faces changed from nervous and serious to a state of collective confusion of "Who am I? Where am I? What did I hear?" in an instant.
Fleet Admiral Sengoku's body swayed visibly, but he held on to the railing to avoid falling over.
His hand pointing at Allen was shaking violently, his lips were trembling, but he couldn't say a word.
He felt that his blood pressure had gone through the roof and his cerebral blood vessels were whining.
In this dead silence, Sengoku's anger was about to transform into a substantial burst of energy.
Standing next to Sengoku, Garp, this Marine Hero, suddenly let out a deafening roar without warning, "You bastard! How dare you play tricks on our navy?!!"
This roar was like thunder on the ground, instantly breaking the silence!
The roar of Garp is still echoing in the square, and his figure has appeared on Execution Platform like Teleport!
The speed was so fast that even the Vice Admirals responsible for guarding Rayleigh didn't react!
I saw Garp's iron fist the size of a sandbag, Infusion holding Top Tier Armament Haki, with the whistling wind and an aura of "I'm going to clean up Portal today", without any fancy, solid and hard, hitting Rayleigh's stomach!
"Bang--!!!"
A loud noise that was so dull that it made your teeth hurt!
"Ugh--cough! Cough cough cough!"
Rayleigh's whole body arched up like a cooked prawn, his eyes popped out, and he suddenly spurted out a liquid mixed with stomach acid and... the smell of old wine that had been stored for decades!
His face turned from red to white to blue in an instant, veins popped up on his forehead, his body twitched violently, and even his Seastone chains were rattling.
He rolled his eyes and made an unexplained "ho ho" sound in his throat, as if his soul was about to be knocked out of his body.
If Allen's "no belt" petrified everyone, then Garp's punch directly sent the entire square into absolute zero!
Even the air was frozen! Everyone was dumbfounded, and their brains completely shut down. "Vice Admiral Garp... Is this... an onset of Alzheimer's disease? Or was he blinded by anger? Beating the hostages in front of Allen?! This operation... I can't understand!"
After a brief moment of dead silence, a roar that was louder, angrier, and even louder than Garp's roar just now exploded from Small Boat: "Old! East! West--!!!"
Allen pointed at Garp who was still swinging his fist on Execution Platform. He was so angry that his hair stood on end, and the space around him was slightly distorted and fluctuated because of his anger. "Did you take the wrong medicine?! Alzheimer's disease is twenty years early?! Or was your brain damaged by Akainu's Magma?! That's my uncle! Dear uncle! How dare you hit him?!"
Allen's anger was burning like a real flame. He stamped his feet violently and the little broken boat shook violently. "Hit my uncle?! Okay! Very good! Garp! You are done! I tell you! This matter is not over! I must take revenge today! If I don't take revenge, I won't call him Gol D. Allen!!"
He gritted his teeth, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
All the navy, including Rayleigh who had just recovered his breath and was still rolling his eyes, had huge, flashing question marks on their heads, "??? Retaliation? How to retaliate? Rayleigh is still in our hands! Your uncle is still on the verge of being beaten! How can you retaliate? Do you want to perform an explosion on the spot?"
Under countless looks of doubt, ridicule, or vigilance, Allen did not rush towards Execution Platform, nor did it launch an attack.
He smiled ferociously and moved his hands in front of him!
A deep space Vortex with blurry starlight shining inside appeared out of thin air!
Vortex rotates slowly, exuding a mysterious and dangerous atmosphere.