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Chapter 138

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And Blackbeard would certainly never tell Burgess the true reasons.

After all, it would undermine his image as a captain who fears nothing in heaven or on earth.

Burgess asked again, "Then what about Crocodile? Captain, aren't you going to take his Warlord of the Sea position? Otherwise, our plan cannot be carried out."

Blackbeard chuckled darkly, his eyes flashing with eerie light.

"Crocodile won't require us to personally intervene."

"That sand crocodile has been operating in Alabasta for so many years, on the verge of success; how could he possibly be willing to hand over his achievements to the Beasts Pirates?"

"He will certainly resist to the end."

"Hehe, with his strength, even if he doesn't die, he will be severely injured; there's no way he can remain a Warlord of the Sea!"

Upon hearing this, Burgess clapped his hands and shouted:

"Captain, what a brilliant calculation! You foresaw this in advance; you are truly amazing!"

Blackbeard immediately wore an expression of smug triumph.

Yet, deep within, a vague worry remained.

Why did the Beasts Pirates come to Alabasta?

What is the purpose of that Fifth Emperor, Luo Xing?

Does the other party know Blackbeard's plan?

Why did they let him leave so easily?

Many doubts churned in Blackbeard's belly.

He certainly lacked the courage to return and ask Luo Xing.

Blackbeard suppressed these doubts, resumed his wild laughter, and waved his hand, saying:

"You little ones, hurry up and move! Ace is still tied up on the ship; we absolutely cannot let him escape!"

"Once that sand crocodile is defeated, we will immediately hand Ace over to the Navy!"

125. Luo Bin's Life of Sorrow, the Hero Crocodile Buried in the Desert

Just as Blackbeard predicted, Crocodile indeed had no intention of handing over Alabasta.

Not only Alabasta, but Nico Luo Bin as well; he would never hand her over to Luo Xing.

What kind of joke is this!

He, the Sand Crocodile, had plotted in Alabasta for so many years, on the verge of finding clues to the Pluton, and you damn Beasts Pirates actually came to steal the peaches!

Who does he, Crocodile, think he is? A persimmon made of mud?

Back in the day.

Crocodile, even when facing the world's strongest man, Whitebeard, dared to challenge him without hesitation; let alone Luo Xing.

Although Luo Xing bears the title of Fifth Emperor, Crocodile simply did not care about that.

Even if Kaido of the Beasts himself descended, he would not obediently roll out of Alabasta.

"Hey, who do you think this place belongs to?"

The Sand Crocodile, cigar in mouth, spoke gloomily and arrogantly:

"You little brat playing with ghosts and gods; I am Crocodile!"

Crocodile, who rose to fame after battling Barrett at the age of twenty, had been famous for over twenty years, far earlier than Luo Xing.

Calling Luo Xing a "junior" was not really a problem for him.

Luo Xing's expression did not change in the slightest; he smiled slightly and said:

"It seems Senior Crocodile is unwilling to leave; what a pity."

"I have a habit: once I make a move, I will not stop until the enemy is completely dead."

"I do not wish to see an enemy doing sit-ups and appearing before me a second time."

Since crossing over, the ability to do sit-ups was what Luo Xing hated and found most disgusting.

Like the Jinwei Sect in the original story; after Teacher Akairo gave him a strike with a Conqueror's Haki-wrapped spiked club and followed up with a finishing blow, he damn well didn't die and could still stand up and jump around!

It made Luo Xing feel utterly disgusted.

Luo Xing had long planned that once the twenty-year term expired and the Jinwei Sect and that must-die Momonosuke appeared,

he would immediately turn those two into ash, then unleash several ultimate moves on the ash; he didn't believe they could still do sit-ups.

The Crocodile before him, although lacking the ability to do sit-ups, seemed capable of going toe-to-toe with anyone.

During the Summit War, he confronted Doflamingo, fought Mihawk, and blocked Akainu, making quite a name for himself.

Unfortunately, Luo Xing would not give Crocodile a chance to go toe-to-toe.

Luo Xing spoke indifferently to Jack and Fossa:

"Except for Nico Luo Bin, kill everyone from Baroque Works. Those who kneel and surrender may spare their lives."

This indistinct voice was like a soul-reaping hook from hell, causing the Baroque Works officers' faces to instantly turn pale.

Many of them were already inclined to kneel and surrender.

After all, the reputation of the Beasts Pirates was far beyond what even their Society Lord could compare to.

Thud~

Indeed, an officer of lower rank knelt down:

"I surrender, My Lord Fifth Emperor, I surrender, I am willing..."

However, before he could finish speaking, a swirl of sand swept before him; a hand pinched his face and lifted him up.

"I do not permit you to surrender!"

That officer was drained of moisture in the next second, turning into a mummy.

Crocodile's chilling gaze turned toward the other Baroque Works officers as he spoke coldly:

"Does anyone else want to become a mummy?"

The officers' bodies trembled on the spot, falling silent as cicadas in winter.

It seemed that whether they surrendered or not, death was hard to escape—so their only choice was to fight to the death!

Seeing this scene, Jack and Fuz·Fu did not grow angry; instead, they laughed.

Because this meant they could slaughter to their heart's content!

"Come on, you Menzhe Gang of nobodies from the first half of the Grand Line—let me show you the power of the New World!"

Fuz·Fu threw his head back and laughed heartily, then let out a tremendous tiger's roar.

In the blink of an eye, Fuz·Fu transformed into a saber-toothed tiger with crimson wings sprouting from its back, and like a tiger among a flock of sheep, began a one-sided slaughter!

His strength, conservatively speaking, had reached a bounty of over a billion.

How could the small fry of Baroque Works, who couldn't even use Haki yet, compare?

Even the strongest officers, Mr. 1 Daz·Bonis and Mr. 2 Von·Clay,

could only barely put up a little resistance against the ferocious claws of the saber-toothed tiger—being cut down was only a matter of time.

Fuz·Fu struck first, and Jack naturally refused to fall behind.

He charged straight at the key figure, Crocodile, and swung an enormous fist like a sandbag.

That ferocious, unmatched aura made even the arrogant Crocodile's heart tremble.

The two began a great battle.

Jack's defense was so strong that even Akainu's magma couldn't break through it in a short time.

Crocodile's golden hook and sand were nothing more than an itch to him.

Therefore,

Jack only cared to attack madly, not defending at all.

Under the coating of Armament Haki, every fist struck Crocodile's body.

Crocodile was beaten back step by step.

Although he had also eaten the Monster Cells, those were only the Tiger level—and the Dragon level that Jack ate was a world of difference, utterly incomparable.

Screams pierced the heavens, and the stench of blood filled the entire Wang Gong of Alabasta.

Cobra inside the palace sensed it too. He stumbled out running, and was instantly stunned by the scene unfolding before his eyes.

The terrifying Crocodile who had subjected him to endless torment and boundless despair, along with his Baroque Works underlings—was actually being slaughtered?

· ·········Seeking flowers·· ····

The contrast between before and after was too great, making it hard for Cobra to accept for the moment.

"Father!"

Vivi immediately ran to Cobra's side.

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