" Vic! Are you alright?"
Just then, Gion's somewhat worried voice sounded beside Vic. Vic turned his head and glanced at Gion had appeared beside him at some point, but did not say anything.
Gion became even more worried when she saw the bloodshot in Vic's eyes. This kind of thing was the most difficult to handle. The Navy could only cooperate with the Celestial Dragons, not interfere; that was an ironclad rule!
But who can bear to see so many civilians arrested and killed? How can they uphold justice if they just turn around and leave like that? Perhaps another confused person like Aokiji will appear!
Upon hearing the man in the suit's words and observing the situation, Vic realized that the Celestial Dragons were either short of mounts or lacked people under the automated pedestrian walkway!
Therefore, they only want able-bodied men and not the elderly, weak, sick, or disabled. It's highly likely that they're short-handed on the sidewalks, since the Celestial Dragons ' mounts are rarely ordinary people. As for why they would kill other unwanted people?
It's very simple, just killing to silence witnesses. The Celestial Dragons and the World Government can't have any blemishes on their records. Their slaves are all bought with real money, never through coercion. And there were only a few people from the World Government's intelligence agency at the scene. The others who committed the violence were either pirates or desperate thugs from the underworld. After the incident, they will probably be silenced or become slaves.
"Why not use the criminals in Impel Down? What use are these ordinary people?"
Vic asked in a low voice, his eyes red. He scanned the area with his Observation Haki but did not find Celestial Dragons. He had assumed that one of the Celestial Dragons had suddenly become interested in personally selecting slaves.
Since that's not the case, there's absolutely no need to look for these ordinary people. Even the strongest ordinary person can't compare to the Impel Down. They've all survived the disinfection test, so they're the most suitable to be slaves.
Vic wasn't heartbroken over the lives of the pirates, but what had these ordinary people done to deserve this? They hadn't done anything wrong, had never left the island, and just wanted to live out their lives in the cracks of society. Why was it so difficult for them?
"You have no right to interfere in the affairs of the Celestial Dragons. Remember your place. How we do things is none of your business. Get out of here now. Pretend you didn't see anything today. If word gets out, you'll lose your jobs!"
Seeing that Vic wouldn't leave and was even offering advice, the man in the suit immediately scolded him. A strong person like Vic could be crushed with a single finger, but they could stand behind the Celestial Dragons and freely scold and slap these strong people. This feeling was incredibly satisfying, even more so than having sex with a beautiful woman.
"Let's go!"
Vic paused for two breaths, then glanced around at the struggling and helpless eyes filled with hope, pleading, numbness, despair, and blankness. After speaking, he turned and walked towards the warship!
The hopeful eyes behind them turned to despair, the pleading and weeping stopped, their hearts died and silence fell; the disappointment that followed hope was even more despairing.
After much hesitation, Rebecca and the other girls followed Vic. Looking at Vic's retreating figure, Rebecca felt a mix of emotions. Was there something even that seemingly omnipotent man couldn't do?
Are you disappointed? You must be, right? You used to kill CP members! Are you now bound by the position of Marine Admiral? But she knew in her heart that she couldn't do what she could easily do, and she couldn't kill the people she could kill. This only made Vic feel more upset and more guilty!
Gion watched Vic's retreating figure, her feelings a mix of emotions. Was this the helplessness Vic had once spoken of? She truly felt it. Would things like this happen repeatedly and cause her to lose sight of her goals? Would the future he spoke of really come true? Gion wanted to go up and give Vic a hug; Vic probably needed it right now. But glancing at Rebecca beside her, whose eyes were filled with worry, she didn't do so.
Wendy felt differently. Vic could bravely face any powerful pirate and swing his sword without hesitation, but when facing that superior group, even the hardest sword couldn't be swung, and even the proudest head had to bow. This was the shackle on Vic's body, and also the shackle of the whole world. There were very few people who could remove the shackles!
"Hahaha! So what if Rear Admiral? So what if he took down Golden Lion? So what if he's favored by Garp? So what if he's the future successor of the Navy? He still got scolded by Big Brother and slunk away like a grandson. Big Brother is really something!"
A wounded henchman next to the man in the suit immediately started flattering him as he watched Vic and his group walk away. He had just been slashed by Rebecca's flying sword and naturally harbored resentment towards Vic and his gang. Seeing Vic and his group get humiliated, he wanted to take advantage of the situation.
"Stop talking nonsense! It's not that I'm powerful, it's that our master is powerful, it's that our backer is powerful, and our backer is the Creator!"
The man in the suit felt pleased and proud of his underling's flattery, but he dared not admit that he was powerful, much less that he was more powerful than the Celestial Dragons.
"It's alright, brother! We're all on the same side, and the Celestial Dragons aren't here. It's fine for us to talk about it privately! Um..."
As the underling watched Vic's figure disappear, he tried to flatter him again, but halfway through his sentence, he suddenly felt he couldn't breathe. He clutched his throat, but it was no use, and he soon collapsed to the ground, motionless.
This young man in the suit was just the beginning; soon, one after another, people fell down and fell silent.
Everyone dies differently: some vomit blood, some have their hearts burst, some have their genitals rupture due to congestion, some have all their alveoli rupture, some suffer intracranial hemorrhage, some experience cardiac arrest, and some suffer from cerebral hypoxia...
One by one, the men in suits and the desperate thugs they had hired fell to their deaths from various causes until they were all dead. The scene was so spectacular that it stunned the already desperate civilians. Only after all the perpetrators were dead did they come to their senses and kneel down, crying out for divine intervention!
Vic, who had long since disappeared from everyone's sight, smiled slightly. He had achieved his goal; this was all he could do. Although some people had died, most of them would survive!
By the time he received Rebecca's telepathic message, it was too late to undo anything. No matter how fast he tried, it was too late; the deed was done! This world is too harsh; ordinary people are nothing but pigs.
The three women following behind Vic were completely focused on Vic. Seeing Vic smirk on his face, they were puzzled. Had he gone mad with excitement? How could he still be laughing after such a tragedy?
However, they quickly dismissed the idea that Vic had gone mad. How could someone like Vic go mad? Something good must have happened.
They quickly used their Observation Haki to sense the presence of the perpetrators. Had all their auras vanished? Upon closer inspection, they discovered that they hadn't left; rather, they were all lying on the ground, lifeless!
After experiencing all of this, they smiled, their eyes shining as they looked at the figure beside them. He had finally made his move!