"Hey! Shut up! How dare you tarnish the name of our boss, Sig?!"
It wasn't difficult to find Pig and his gang who were making a ruckus. Very soon, they came face-to-face with Gillman and his men.
The two groups stared at each other, and sparks nearly flew from their gazes.
"Hmm? You guys are with Sig?"
Still somewhat drunk, Pig turned his head and glared.
The aggressive Gillman and his men immediately froze.
One of the bandits quickly pulled out a stack of bounty posters, flipped through them, and his expression changed slightly:
"Gillman, big bro! He's a pirate from the North Blue with a 50 million bounty, the Mountain Whale Pig. He's a Zoan-type Devil Fruit user—the Mountain Boar Fruit!"
Before Gillman could react, the drunken Pig suddenly let out a furious roar.
His entire body erupted with rage, and his eyes gradually became bloodshot.
Without another word, he stomped down hard, launching himself directly at Gillman and his men.
As he charged forward, Pig's already massive and burly body expanded even further. His face grew increasingly ferocious and terrifying, and two thick fangs protruded from the sides of his mouth.
Gillman, who had just been about to throw out some tough words, suddenly had his expression change.
Having followed Sig for so long, he was well aware of how powerful Devil Fruit users could be.
At the very least, a mere 500,000 bounty bandit like himself stood no chance of stopping one.
A chill ran down Gillman's spine, and tension made his heartbeat speed up.
Right now, he was the leader here, and his subordinates were just a few ordinary bandits!
How were they supposed to fight this?
Before Gillman could come up with a plan, two of his bandits were already sent flying like rag dolls after being hit head-on by what felt like a speeding train. Their bodies soared several dozen meters away like broken kites.
Pig, now in his hybrid beast form, let out a thunderous roar, his blood-red eyes glaring fiercely down at Gillman and the others.
His nostrils flared, releasing heavy bursts of hot air. As he stomped down hard, the ground beneath him instantly cracked open with several large fissures.
At this moment, Pig roughly maintained a human shape, but his size had already reached around three to four meters. Standing in front of Gillman and the others, he exuded an overwhelming pressure that made their blood run cold.
"Sig is the real lolicon! Donquixote Doflamingo-sama is not!"
Pig roared at the top of his lungs.
"Seems like... he's one of Doflamingo's men?"
Gillman's face darkened even further. He could already feel the breath of death rushing toward him, almost making it hard to breathe.
A 500,000 bounty bandit against a 50 million bounty pirate—there was a tenfold difference.
"Stay calm! If Boss Sig were here, what would he do?"
Gillman couldn't help but recall an image deeply etched into his mind.
In his memories, no matter what kind of powerful enemy Sig faced, he always remained composed, handling the situation with absolute ease...
Thinking of that scene, Gillman tried to imitate him by raising his chin and putting on a cold, indifferent expression.
However, the fear in his heart hadn't lessened much, and his back was already soaked with sweat.
He wasn't nearly bold enough to remain truly calm in the face of death.
Pig, with his hazy drunken eyes, glared down at Gillman:
"Donquixote Doflamingo-sama is destined to be the leading pirate of the new era!"
"Sig isn't even worthy to be mentioned in the same breath as Donquixote Doflamingo-sama!"
These words struck Gillman's heart like a bolt of lightning.
His eyes widened in an instant, and the fear in his heart rapidly faded, replaced by a burning rage.
He lifted his head and locked eyes with Pig, who towered three to four meters above him. Deep in his gaze, it was as if a fire was blazing.
"Donquixote Doflamingo? He's not even worthy to shine our boss's shoes!"
"Boss Sig is the great mountain bandit who will carve out a new era!"
Gillman looked at Pig with cold indifference and let out a disdainful snort.
A few days ago, Doflamingo fled in panic before Boss Sig, not even caring about his own officers!
That is the true version of events!
The furious Pig roared:
"Shut up! You're lying!"
"Idiot!" Gillman rebuked mercilessly:
"Do you really think that battle was evenly matched? Would someone as arrogant as Doflamingo really abandon one of his own officers and leave in a hurry?"
The drunken Pig shook his head. He wanted to refute, but no words came to mind.
The last bit of rationality in his mind told him that the reports about Doflamingo's actions from some time ago were indeed somewhat unusual...
"Doflamingo? You've been idolizing the wrong person..."
Meanwhile, Gillman continued to recount every detail of the battle that took place on the Isle of Everything.
Each sentence was like a heavy hammer, striking directly at Pig's heart.
The flawless image of Doflamingo in his mind seemed to crack.
Pig's already bloodshot eyes became even fiercer.
With a loud roar, his massive body charged forward once again!
At such close range, Gillman had no time to dodge. He could only raise both arms to block, but it was completely useless—his entire body was sent flying more than ten meters away.
The "Maritime Transport King" Umit and the others, who had been watching from the shadows, looked at each other.
This was not the script they had imagined.
Sig's subordinates were much weaker than they had expected.
Those ordinary bandits were one thing, but Gillman—who was supposed to be the leader—was sent flying in a single hit?
"Could it be that Gillman is not a combat-type fighter, but more of a managerial talent?"
"Doesn't seem like it?"
This thought flashed through the minds of Umit and the others, making them feel slightly embarrassed.
In reality, not every major figure in the underworld was a strong fighter.
For example, not long ago, one of the leaders of the underworld had been knocked unconscious by Doflamingo's Conqueror's Haki.
But Sig's record was simply too terrifying, which had made Umit and the others instinctively assume that Gillman, this burly-looking man, was also a powerhouse.
"This situation is getting difficult to handle."
After all, Gillman was Sig's subordinate and represented Sig, an underground force on equal footing with them on the Isle of Everything.
If they simply stood by and watched Gillman get beaten down by a pirate with a 10-million bounty, their own reputations would suffer as well.
"For Sig's sake, shouldn't we step in?"
One of the faction leaders hesitated but was immediately stopped by another.
"Wait... that Gillman, he's getting back up."
Under their somewhat complicated gazes, Gillman struggled to his feet.
Blood stained multiple parts of his body, and his face had turned pale.
Pig stood silently, walking step by step toward him. His massive body cast a shadow that almost completely engulfed Gillman.
A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Pig's mouth.
"You're Sig's subordinate? You're much weaker than I expected."
"What, you still dare to stand up? Aren't you afraid of death?"
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