Chapter 264

But Cavendish was faster and soon reached the ship's deck.

Doc Q took his place, standing where Cavendish had been moments earlier.

"I'm your opponent now. Don't go looking at anyone else. Heh heh..."

Doc Q looked at Moria across from him and spoke with a cruel smile.

As he spoke, he couldn't help coughing twice, looking terribly frail.

"You? A sickly wretch? Do you people really think I'm someone you can push around?"

Moria glanced at Doc Q and snorted.

These bastards kept taking turns. They were clearly treating him as a training dummy.

What a bunch of assholes.

"You're right. As far as we're concerned, you're pretty much someone we can push around. Otherwise, why couldn't you beat those guys?"

Doc Q wore a cruel smile, his voice dripping with disdain.

Clearly, he didn't think much of Moria either.

More importantly, the bastard had called him a sickly wretch, and that infuriated him.

"With that body of yours, a breeze could knock you over. Be a good boy and surrender. I'll give you a chance to join me. Otherwise, I'm afraid I might crush you with one finger. Hee hee hee hee!"

Moria mocked Doc Q without mercy.

As he spoke, he even held up a finger and waved it at Doc Q.

"Why not try me and find out? We already know you're no good. Several people have proved that by now."

Doc Q stared at Moria and delivered those vicious words.

When it came to cutting remarks, Doc Q had never considered himself second to anyone.

(This is hard to write. It's just so hard. First the fight with Crocodile, now the fight with Moria—it feels like some parts are repetitive. So I won't spend too many chapters on this battle. Let's wrap it up in