Chapter 18: Encounter

"Four-Suit Family?"

The information obtained through interrogation left Rosinante in a daze, and in his mind, four strange-looking individuals appeared.

"Afraid now? You better-"

Shua!

The dagger in Rosinante's hand hung above the thug leader's blood-covered face.

The blade...

Facing the boy's pupil, the dagger's tip aimed at the pupil. As long as Rosinante's hand trembled, the thug leader could say goodbye to his eyeballs, and he would wear an eye patch while begging for food on the sea.

At this moment, the thug leader, who was previously belligerent, couldn't even swallow the saliva secreted in his mouth, afraid that he would become a one-eyed pirate by accident.

"What are your family leader's names?"

In desperate times, desperate measures.

In this situation, even the toughest thug leader had to recognize the situation.

After the thug leader provided a name, Rosinante moved the dagger away from his eye, pondering with his hand on his chin.

"Torrebor, Pica, Diamante, and Vergo... So it's these guys!"

Moreover, according to the interrogation, Torrebor was 19 years old, Diamante was 15, Vergo was 11, and Pica was 10... It seemed that only Torrebor had a Devil Fruit ability, while the others were probably non-Devil Fruit users?

No, wait, Diamante should have some decent swordsmanship.

"What's the matter, Rosinante?"

Doflamingo, who was carrying a flintlock rifle, walked over. In his eyes, they were just a few small-time thugs. Even in the previous situation on the Prionta, with three factions fighting to the death, they had the last laugh. What was there to worry about in a land-based thug family?

"Nothing... I'm just interested in this Four-Suit Family."

"Let's go, we should head back to the ship."

As Rosinante was about to get up, he frowned. Four figures of different heights blocked their way from behind, sealing off the entrance to the alley.

"I told you, I told you-"

In the center was a fat man wearing a thick blue coat, blue and white striped trousers, and shackles on his ankles.

"Since you beat up our people, do you think you can leave so easily?"

The man wore small sunglasses and a round top hat, holding a cane and two pearl necklaces hanging from his chest. He looked like a full-fledged nouveau riche.

Torrebor,

A senior member of the future "Donquixote Family," codenamed "Club." He regarded himself as an adviser, but both his intelligence and strength were lacking, and he was easily defeated by Rosinante with a single hand.

"While these guys are a bit useless, they are still members of our 'Four-Suit' family."

Beside him, another tall, thin man wielded a Western rapier, wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a black cloak. He appeared to be a swordsman.

"Kid, would you rather surrender or let us beat you half to death first?"

Diamante,

A senior member of the future "Donquixote Family," codenamed "Diamond." If praised, he would become humble, but if the praise was taken back, he would immediately admit it himself.

"Enemies?"

Facing the four people blocking the alley, Doflamingo raised his flintlock rifle.

For Doflamingo, if they were enemies, there was no need for idle chatter.

Just take them out.

Bang!

Lead bullets raced through the alley and instantly hit the fat man with the blue top hat. The man's head jerked backward, and in a "spray of blood," he was seemingly killed!

However, in the next second, to Doflamingo's surprise, the man's head slowly "adjusted" itself back to its original position, and the wound on his forehead healed as he squirmed.

"I told you, I told you! How dare you attack without warning! You're underestimating people too much!"

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Facing the enraged fat man, Doflamingo furrowed his eyebrows.

He wasn't afraid, just dissatisfied that the lead bullets didn't work.

"Be careful; he's a Devil Fruit user."

Doflamingo didn't know the opponent's background, but Rosinante knew all too well.

Superhuman-type Sticky-Sticky Fruit user.

The ability allowed him to create a thick, slippery brown slime, which could be used as a as both a controlling weapon and a defensive armor.

Torrebor, the leader, pointed his cane, and the other two silent figures charged at Rosinante and Doflamingo.

"I'll handle this,"

A figure about the same age as Rosinante dashed towards Doflamingo.

It was a boy with a pot-shaped head, wearing sunglasses, and his muscular body was clearly defined beneath the checkered shirt. His high-speed sprint made the trigger pulled by Doflamingo miss.

However,

As a future member of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, faced with an opponent who had already rushed to him, Doflamingo remained calm. He twisted his flintlock rifle and suddenly swung the butt towards the boy!

Vergo,

A future senior member of the "Donquixote Family," codenamed "Hearts." He was a serious martial artist, giving off an impression of being steady and reliable, but he was also a very forgetful guy.

Rosinante also encountered his opponent—

Dong, dong, dong!!

A tall figure charged towards Rosinante, not at a fast speed, but with a shocking momentum.

Although Rosinante also pulled out his flintlock rifle and fired a shot at the opponent, the man just raised his hands, using the squirming, glossy muscles that emitted naked strength to block the bullet with brute force.

Slap!

The lead bullet exploded on his steel-like muscles, creating a bloody mess. However, it only caused superficial injuries and instead triggered his feRosinantety.

"Yah!"

Letting out a high-pitched scream, this muscular man with a chest as thick as a boulder, back as wide as a mountain, and arms as thick as pillars, charged towards Rosinante.

The muscles on his body were tangled and swollen, creating a "real height of eight feet and a waist of eight feet" non-humanoid shape. Facing Rosinante, who was only about one meter tall, he directly swung his arm.

Kacha!

His arm, which was thicker than Rosinante's waist, missed and landed on the building next to the alley. The bricks flew everywhere, and the horrifying explosion sounded as he directly punched the adjacent building's wall, causing it to dent and crack.

The heavy brick wall was blasted with a one-meter-wide hole, almost causing the wall to collapse.

Damn, are you telling me he's only ten years old?!

Facing the over two-meter-tall muscular man in front of him, Rosinante couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth.

Pica,

A future senior member of the "Donquixote Family," codenamed "Spades." He had a burly figure, was reticent, and because he spoke with a high-pitched voice that greatly contrasted his appearance, he rarely spoke.

"Stay still, coward!"

Right now, Pica used his high-pitched voice to "roar" at Rosinante and reached into the broken wall, grabbing a large piece of brick and smashing it at Rosinante!

Facing this "peer" who was like a human tank, Rosinante instinctively dodged.

However, when the opponent taunted him in a high-pitched voice, Rosinante raised an eyebrow, and a sense of arrogance surged from his heart.

Just a muscle brute,

Do you really think I'm afraid of you?

Instead of retreating, Rosinante stepped forward, and his leg muscles suddenly swelled and tightened, making his sportswear bulge and almost burst.

His leg muscles swelled instantly, then relaxed, and the force surged upward, reaching his waist. His waist muscles visibly bulged, and it was like a startled python rushing up his back.

Immediately, his spine arched, and through his sportswear, it gave off an explosive sensation!

The force rose steadily, using his entire body's strength to swing the dagger in his right hand fiercely! At that moment, Rosinante's right arm swelled a circle out of thin air, erupting with strength far beyond his normal limits.

"Fei Lian Slash!"

As the dagger was swung, it sliced the brick Pica was using as a "weapon" like cutting tofu.

The gleaming blade continued toward Pica's fingers, causing him to instinctively pull back and turn around to block the attack with his swollen arm.

"Ahwoo!"

Amidst the high-pitched scream, Pica's massive body staggered back with each step, shaking the ground with every step. His left arm already had a not-so-shallow sword mark, almost revealing the bone, with blood dripping. It seemed that he had taken a considerable hit.

?!

"Don't underestimate us. It should be you who's in trouble!"

After a successful attack, Rosinante held the dagger in his hand and stood in place, looking up with a proud gaze.

It wasn't intentional showboating; he was actually catching his breath. This move was Zhyuan's "ultimate move," and after using it once, all his muscles were left temporarily sore.

Not bad...

"Torrebor, let's get involved too."

Seeing that Vergo and Pica couldn't take down their opponents, the tall and thin Diamante drew out his Western sword.

And Torrebor, the "fatso" with the cane, also stepped forward.

Excellent,

In the face of this situation, Rosinante was not the least bit panicked in his heart; he even felt like laughing.

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