"Huh?"
The eyes of Whitebeard's crew turned red.
They wanted to drink them under the table?
What a joke!
"Brothers, show some backbone! Don't let those Beasts bastards look down on us!"
"Yeaahhh!!!"
In the blink of an eye, the pirates on both sides clashed, their faces and necks flushed as they plied each other with alcohol, neither side willing to concede.
This was war!
"Hahahaha, now that's more like it."
Good laughed and slapped his thigh, then turned toward Little Marco beside him and raised his bottle with a mischievous look.
"Brother Marco Pineapple, shall we?"
"My name is Marco!"
Marco picked up his drink, his eyes red.
All that money, damn it!
We're all pirates!
Fine, fine, fine. So you want to drink!
Today, I'm definitely drinking this rich, muscle-bound bastard under the table!
"Come on, drink!"
Clink!
Their bottles clinked together!
Night fell.
In the waters west of Hachinosu.
Warships hid behind the reefs, monitoring activity at Hachinosu's harbor.
"This is trouble!"
Inside the war room.
Over a dozen officers sat together, their expressions growing increasingly grave.
Half a day earlier, the Beasts Pirates had landed on Hachinosu and made direct contact with the Whitebeard Pirates, but there was still no sign of fighting.
This was undoubtedly bad news.
If the Four Emperors cooperated or even formed an alliance, the entire world would be shaken, especially when it involved Whitebeard and Kaido, widely acknowledged as the strongest among the Four Emperors.
The most pressing task now was to determine the two pirate crews' true objectives, but Hachinosu was a pirate paradise that even the Navy could not infiltrate.
The beautiful, short-haired Vice Admiral with a cigarette between her lips and a spiked collar around her neck spoke.
"How much longer until the Admiral arrives?"
"Vice Admiral Doll,