Vic simply wanted his boss to handle the issue of his large bag being unable to leave the house, but the pirates outside interpreted this as Vic being afraid of large groups of people.
Vic was speechless. These people's mouths were so clean; they had never eaten dog excrement or drunk horse urine. They were just ordinary, simple people.
The shop owner dared not approach the shop door, leaving Vic to handle the situation himself. He was told Vic wouldn't have to pay for the damage if the door was torn down. The owner was in a real predicament; if the shop hadn't been surrounded, he would have run away long ago—the scene was terrifying.
Most of the casual pirate crews from Mock Town have arrived. At first, there were only a few, but they also rushed over after receiving the news while Vic was selecting items. Now it's incredibly lively outside, like they're participating in some kind of pirate event.
Vic wouldn't bully ordinary people. Regardless of the shop owner's past identity, he's now just a businessman doing small-scale, high-risk business, and one of the people protected by the Navy. Vic wouldn't just swagger around and vandalize the shop without saying a word, but now that the owner has permission Vic doesn't care anymore.
Vic walked back to the doorway, stretched out his hands and drew two arcs. The door frame appeared as smoothly as if tofu had met a sharp blade, forming two large round frames. This was the effect of Vic's Swordless Style Sword Qi condensing in his hands.
Now Vic can defeat ordinary swordsmen without even using a sword. Of course, this isn't as impressive as Hawk-Eye wielding a knife or Pirate Hunter Zoro, showing off. Laymen simply can't see the difference.
Clang
The only sound was the wooden plank on the door frame hitting the ground. Vic didn't stop after he made his move; he walked straight to the door without stopping. The package passed right through the two large arcs, with the gap on both sides less than one centimeter, as if the door was tailor-made for the package.
The shop owner had been watching Vic closely, and was astonished to see Vic slice open the door frame with his palm as if cutting tofu. He had no idea how Vic had done it.
He doesn't have that kind of insight yet, otherwise he wouldn't be running a small shop here. He's at least a person with a name and identity. If he doesn't understand something, he can just attribute it to a Devil Fruit ability. The shop owner now believes that Vic is a Devil Fruit User.
The large group of pirates outside didn't pay any attention to Vic's actions. It was just cutting open two planks of wood; many of them could smash large rocks with their bare hands.
Vic's actions were utterly insignificant. Only the mustachioed swordsman vaguely sensed something was amiss, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He hadn't reached the level of a sword master and knew nothing about the various methods of Sword Qi application. Furthermore, the Skillful Grade Sword in his hand wasn't something he had stolen from someone through force.
A muscular man, shirtless, stepped forward and placed his elbow on Vic 'Vic shoulder as Vic walked onto the street.
Vic is about 2.3 meters tall. This muscular man is a head taller Vic Vic, but twice as wide, and his arms are as thick as Vic's thighs.
But his thighs were only as thick as Vic's, which shows he's a pirate skilled in upper body strength. As for lower body strength? Well, he doesn't care about that, so why would he train it?
"Hey buddy! Look at all these people gathered here! Guess what we're here for? Hahaha!"
The muscular man joked with Vic, confident of victory and believing they could do whatever they wanted with Vic. Everyone around burst into laughter!
"Yes! You guessed right, I'll give you a meat bun! Maybe even free seafood! Hehehe!"
The alluring female pirate had a seductive smile on her face. When she spoke, she stuck out her bright red tongue and licked her lips, looking exceptionally seductive. Several muscular men next to her couldn't help but swallow hard when they saw her expression, their eyes turning red, their desire almost murderous.
"Yeah, buddy! They're all pirates. Why don't you give me one of the swords at your waist? I'll put in a good word for you and see if they spare your life. Living is better than anything else!"
The mustachioed swordsman's words were essentially meaningless; every female pirate here wanted Vic to survive and participate in their private lives, and even the few seemingly outsider male pirates shared this sentiment.
"Hahaha, kid! This is Mock Town, a famous pirate gathering place. How could someone as delicate as you come here? What are you thinking?"
A pirate pointed at his own head and laughed loudly, his expression extremely arrogant and contemptuous, almost as if he were pointing at Vic's head and saying it was full of seawater.
There are many pirates, and even more people talking, with all sorts of opinions emerging. The men basically have nothing nice to say, and the women basically want to sleep with Vic.
In Vic's eyes, these people were nothing but ants, existing on a completely different level, and their words and actions had little impact on Vic's emotions.
But since beings from different dimensions still speak the same language, some of their words were truly infuriating. Veins popped out on Vic's forehead, and his calm gaze turned icy cold!
Vic turned to look at the pirate who had patted him on the shoulder. The pirate had been smiling at first, but slowly his expression stiffened, as if he had been targeted by some ancient mythical beast.
Less than three seconds later, his eyes rolled back, he foamed at the mouth and collapsed to the ground. This was the result of his willpower failing and being overwhelmed by the huge mental shock. Although Vic did not have Conqueror's Haki, the invincible aura cultivated by his strength was something that such a small pirate could not withstand.
The streets were quiet for a moment, then became noisy again.
"What's wrong with this kid? Is he putting on a show of falling flat on his face for us?"
"Could it be that he overworked himself last night? He's so undisciplined! He looks big, but he's just a show-off!"
"Something's not right! He's foaming at the mouth; it doesn't seem like overwork."
"Could that kid be poisoned? He just got this after that kid patted his shoulder!"
"Be careful when you make your move later, don't fall for that Xiaobai!"
At first, the pirates were teasing the unconscious pirate, but gradually they became more cautious. This man had never shown any signs of tension or fear since arriving in Mogu Town.
At first, they thought he was just a greenhorn who knew nothing and therefore wasn't afraid. But now, seeing Vic's frighteningly calm demeanor, they realized he was definitely not a clueless newbie.
"None of you pirates are innocent! You're the dregs of the sea, living dung-producing machines! It's good to have some peace and quiet in Mock Town for a while!"
Vic said softly, took a step forward, and disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already walking into the depths of the street. With a metallic clang, Allen was also completely sheathed by Vic. The pirates behind him fell silent, their expressions frozen on their faces, like a group of wax figures.