A tense, heavy atmosphere filled the entire street. Everyone stared wide-eyed at the three approaching figures, their expressions shifting.
Soon, the green-haired Zoro stood before the Celestial Dragon, Saint Charlos.
"Hm?"
Seeing a commoner actually dare to stand before him, Saint Charlos widened his eyes in disbelief.
Zoro held up his bottle of liquor and looked at him in confusion. "What? Need directions?"
Saint Charlos froze at the stupid question, then pulled the trigger.
Bang!
The dull gunshot rang out. The pupils of the Supernovas hiding nearby contracted, for they clearly saw the green-haired man's hand settle on the sword hilt at his waist.
"Hey, hey, hey. What's this guy planning to do?"
Scratchmen Apoo spoke.
A blade slid from its sheath. With a few evasive steps, Zoro reached Saint Charlos and was about to swing.
Jewelry Bonney's eyes widened. She leaped out with all her strength and tackled him to the ground.
Saint Charlos blinked and looked to the side, where a little girl lay over the brazen man, wailing.
"Did I hit him?"
"Why did it look like he dodged?"
"Was I imagining things? Well, if he's dead, never mind."
Muttering in confusion, he turned to leave.
An exalted Celestial Dragon naturally cared nothing for a commoner executed for offending him.
Yet just as he turned, Saint Charlos froze again. A figure was walking straight toward him.
The cape behind him fluttered in the wind, the word "Justice" emblazoned on it standing out brilliantly.
The people nearby widened their eyes, every gaze settling on River as he strode forward.
"Does that guy have a death wish?"
"Someone saved Moss Head, but there's no one to save him!"
Zoro and Bonney also turned their attention to the Marine. When Zoro got a clear look at his face, he froze.