Chapter 56

"Stinky Marines, daring to shell us, haha, now you know which side is stronger!"

A bald man wearing a captain's hat laughed ferociously, looking up at the execution platform with eyes full of reverence:

"Even a Marine Vice Admiral couldn't beat you. Hey! Boss Siano, take us in, we'll follow you from now on!"

This voice instantly ignited the fanatical emotions of the pirates, and more echoes rose one after another—

"That's right! With you leading, who else in the East Blue can stop us? It's all ours!"

"You have no vision, what East Blue? We should follow Boss Siano and rob the entire Grand Line!"

"What are you waiting for, brothers! With Boss Siano backing us, what are the Marines in this town worth! Let's rob this crappy town first!"

"Rob Loguetown! Kill all the Marines who dare to stop us! Offer all the treasure to Captain Siano, kill!!!"

At the edge of the square, many pirates laughed wantonly, rushing to smash open the broken doors of the remaining shops, and women's screams and children's cries came from inside.

How could this be?

The residents of Loguetown fell into a panic.

Wasn't that Lord Siano famous throughout the East Blue for a series of acts of punishing evil and promoting good?

How did he become a vicious pirate now!

—BOOM!

The commotion had only broken out for a few seconds when two crescent-shaped ghostly blue air waves swept down from the execution platform one after another, and dozens of pirates were instantly blasted away like bowling pins, screaming.

The unlucky ones who were hit head-on by the Tempest Kick blade were cut in two on the spot, blood mist flying.

The deterrent effect of this blow was undoubtedly significant.

Those pirates who had already broken into the houses were instantly covered in cold sweat, not daring to continue, carefully retreating back to the square, looking up at the execution platform blankly.

"Boss Siano..."

The pirate captain who spoke first gave a dry laugh, "We wanted to offer the whole town to you as an initiation gift. What, what do you mean by this?"

"I say, did you guys get something wrong?"

Siano withdrew his right leg, looking down at the pirates below coldly:

"Before you arbitrarily classify me as one of your own, you seem to have forgotten why I became famous in the East Blue back then."

"In the end, the number of Marines I've killed so far seems to be only one... no, two, but the number of pirates who have died at my hands is thousands of times that."

What does this mean?

The pirates looked at each other, realizing something at the same time. The originally excited and fanatical emotions were instantly like being poured with a basin of cold water, and they suddenly felt cold all over...

…………

On the warship.

Smoker lay weakly against the wall, looking at the distance in the rain in a daze.

He hadn't fully woken up yet, and his mind was still a bit chaotic.

He only remembered that after he and Onigumo fought, he was knocked unconscious after a few moves. Later, when he opened his eyes vaguely, he saw two figures on the distant, towering execution platform.

One figure was pressed to the ground, and after struggling for a while, it soon stopped moving.

That silhouette...

Seems to be Onigumo?

Onigumo is dead?

How could that be... Smoker shook his head self-deprecatingly. Did he already hate the other party so much that he wished he were dead?

How could there be anyone in Loguetown who could defeat him? It must be a hallucination.

Smoker grabbed the railing with difficulty and had just stood up when he heard shrill screams not far away:

"Go, are you all deaf, huh? I told you to hurry up and escort me away, can't you hear me?"

This voice, so familiar... He looked in the direction of the sound, and sure enough, it was that fat-as-a-pig Altay, frantically using his golden scepter to beat the head of a Lieutenant Colonel in front of him.

"Your Majesty, please calm down, now is not the time."

The thin, tall Lieutenant Colonel was beaten until his head was bleeding, but didn't dare to move, "We still have many people on the island, who are retreating here. The enemy doesn't seem to have any intention of pursuing, we have to wait for our comrades... especially the Rear Admirals in charge, to get on the ship before we can leave, otherwise I will definitely be held accountable by the Headquarters..."

"Wait for a fart!"

Altay's expression suddenly became ferocious, "So it was for such a ridiculous reason? A bunch of lowly people, what's there to wait for!"

"Don't forget, your primary mission is to safely escort me back to the country! If you stay here any longer, you'll have to be buried with that loser Onigumo!!!"

BANG, BANG!

He took out a gold-plated pistol from who knows where, pulled the trigger, and fired randomly all around. Several Marine soldiers immediately fell to the ground clutching their chests.

"See that! Set sail and leave immediately!"

Altay aimed the gun at the Lieutenant Colonel again and shouted sharply, "If you wait one more second, I'll kill one more person, starting with you! Let's see if you still dare to..."

THUD!

With a muffled sound, Altay suddenly rolled his eyes and fell forward.

The thin, tall Lieutenant Colonel, whose head was bleeding, stared blankly at the figure that appeared behind Altay: "Sm... Colonel Smoker, you, you, what is this?"

"Always yelling, so noisy, you dead fat pig..."

Smoker muttered as if he hadn't heard, his hands handcuffed by Sea-Prism Stone held high, "How was I able to tolerate this kind of scum before..."

THUD!

His clenched fists smashed into Altay's head again, one after another.

Seeing that half of Altay's head was sunken, he still wasn't satisfied, grabbed the golden scepter on the ground, and stabbed it down with all his strength—

PFFT!

A large amount of blood sprayed out, splashing both of them in the face. Only then did Smoker throw the scepter aside, panting heavily, showing a refreshed expression for the first time in a long time.

"You..."

And the thin, tall Lieutenant Colonel touched the warm blood on his face with trembling hands, unable to suppress the fear in his heart anymore, and suddenly screamed loudly.

Why are you yelling again?

Smoker glared at him with dissatisfaction: "Hey, tell me, what is the situation in Loguetown right now?"

How did the information revealed in the conversation just now sound like the Marines had been defeated and fled? Could it be that what he saw vaguely before wasn't an illusion?

"What is the situation?!!!"

The thin, tall Lieutenant Colonel retreated in horror, pointing at Smoker, "You, you bastard! How dare you ask what the situation is? You've caused a catastrophe, do you know that!! Do you want to implicate us all?!!"

Don't want to answer?

Smoker sighed, not bothering to pay attention anymore.

He grabbed the railing along the way, limping onto the dock, going in the opposite direction of the Marines who were retreating toward the shore in panic, and walked toward the square.

What exactly happened over at the execution platform...

(End of chapter)