Crocodile looked at Luo, his brow furrowing even deeper.
This guy?
"Want to fight, Crocodile?"
A transparent ring floated out of Luo's hand.
"Look at me like that again, and I'll kill you!"
"Ha~ ha~ hahaha!"
Crocodile laughed coldly, a straw hat surfacing in his mind.
"Then give it a try. Let's see how much strength a brat from the Worst Generation has!"
Chapter 289: Bounties on Marines!
The simplest way for pirates to earn each other's respect was to fight. Strength would determine who had a say.
Luo stared coldly at Crocodile, fully aware that the man was looking down on him. That happened to be one of the things he could least tolerate.
Since entering the New World, his strength had increased severalfold. He had long been looking forward to taking down a heavyweight.
The atmosphere was explosive.
"If you want to fight, do it in private later!"
Good's gaze turned cold. His almost tangible Conqueror's Haki made the air unbearably heavy, as though they were deep beneath the sea.
Crack!
The wall split!
The two arguing men sagged as though a mountain weighed on their backs. Their eyes filled with shock as they looked at Good.
They had heard of Good's power, but experiencing it firsthand was another matter. Crocodile, in particular, involuntarily recalled the scene of his first challenge against Whitebeard.
Good's expression eased slightly.
"I know you don't trust each other, and you don't need to. The Pirate Alliance I'm having you establish is essentially just a shell company. What I need is the company's name."
"The funds and weapons I provide will be your payment. If you really want to run Utopia properly, I won't interfere either. That's your own business."
Money and supplies, with no restrictions.
Without question, it was an excellent deal.