Chapter 40 - Charge

"Hahaha, four points!"

"Exactly 21, pay up, pay up~~"

On the grand Gold Coin vessel, apart from the banquet scene on the deck, there were also a large number of members of the Jebede Family stationed on the second-floor kitchen and the third-floor gun deck, providing services and defense for the ship.

Unlike the glamorous and bright appearance on the deck, down here, the mixture of sweat and cheap alcohol created a choking and pungent odor. The Jebede Family members, disheveled and seated on ammunition crates while gambling, were flushed and shouting in an uproar.

The "upper-class individuals" above and these low-level thugs had no connection of a single berry. Tonight, getting drunk on alcohol was a true depiction of their lifestyle. Besides, no one would dare to provoke the Jebede Family—

Boom!!

Amid a tremendous explosion, the thugs who were just sitting in circles playing cards were blasted into the air by the shockwave! Several unlucky guys in bad positions were torn apart in an instant, with blood, flesh, and limbs mixed with fragments of the ship's hull flying in all directions.

???

The bewildered thugs crawled out of the debris, ignoring the shards of iron embedded in their flesh and the torn clothes, and anxiously asked others.

"What's going on?"

"Did the ammunition crates explode..."

"No, that's not right!"

A leader rushed to the edge of a gaping hole that had been blasted open, looked outside, and his face turned pale as a sheet.

"It's the Gear Tooth! The Gear Tooth is attacking us!! Prepare to—"

Boom! Boom! Boom!!!

Before he could finish his words, from a row of dark muzzle flashes that appeared on the hull of the Gear Tooth not far away, terrifying flames spewed out once again.

And standing at the edge of the hole on the Gold Coin vessel, the Jebede Family thug leader's vision was engulfed by a flash of fire. He was unlucky enough to be hit directly by a cannonball, and his ordinary flesh was instantly torn apart by the explosion, raining down as a bloody storm.

But with his shout, the others in the cabin also realized what was happening.

"Son of a bitch—"

"Return fire, return fire! Blast them to death!!"

After all, they were selected to become the Jebede Family's combat personnel. A group of injured thugs howled crazily as they rushed towards the large cannons in the cabin. After pushing these deadly weapons out of the cannon ports, they ignited the fuses to launch a counterattack.

As for why the "Gear Tooth" was firing on them?

Who knew, but the plan was to take them down first and figure things out later!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!!

Just as Rosinante launched his charge, the sounds of cannons firing came simultaneously from the left and right. The magnificent Gold Coin vessel shook violently, clearly being hit by cannonballs.

Fortunately, the targets of these cannonballs were the guns on both sides of the Gold Coin vessel, not the deck itself.

So, even though the gentlemen and ladies on the deck were shouting in fear, they weren't actually harmed.

The real deadly action was taking place on the deck.

"Stop him!"

"Spread out, you guys—"

Facing Rosinante's charge, the surrounding Jebede Family thugs attempted to step forward to block him but were pushed around by the chaotic crowd. In this life-or-death situation, even the usual "young ladies" unleashed astonishing strength.

As these upper-class individuals desperately distanced themselves from Rosinante, they unintentionally disrupted the formation of the Jebede Family.

Bang! Bang! Bang!!!

Seeing the situation turn chaotic, several bullets mercilessly found their way into the crowd, tearing through suits, staining elegant garments with blood, and directly turning several guests into lifeless bodies.

"Everyone, get down on the ground!!"

Vincentso, the "Gatling Gun," bellowed angrily as he held the peculiar revolving flintlock pistol, prompting the numerous upper-class individuals on the deck to instinctively throw themselves down, clutching their heads and curling their bodies.

It has to be said that this tactic was indeed extremely effective.

After a large number of non-combatants were lying on the deck, the ones still standing were naturally the armed members of the Jebede Family, as well as Rosinante, Doflamingo, and Torrebol.

Rosinante dared to formulate this plan because he was confident—

"Mucus Barrier!"

As Torrebol raised his hands, a large amount of mucus materialized out of thin air, forming a wall-like barrier that blocked the lead bullets fired by the Jebede Family.

"Fu fu fu, all of you lie down for me!!"

With Doflamingo's arms outstretched, he unleashed his fully prepared "Conqueror's Haki" to sweep across the entire deck. This caused not only those on the ground to faint instantly, but even the standing Jebede Family members to crash to the ground with a series of thuds.

???

In just a few seconds, amidst this rapid succession of events, there were only a handful of resolute and distantly standing individuals left on the entire deck.

Among them was Whisk!

The reason he could maintain his clarity was because a tall figure in a suit and sunglasses stood in front of him.

"As expected, it's Conqueror's Haki..."

The figure named '8674' frowned slightly. As a former clone soldier who had fought in the New World, he naturally recognized this technique. Now he was even more certain that it was indeed Conqueror's Haki.

These two brothers... might be able to become assets to the kingdom.

"Halt!"

"Don't even think about passing—"

Those who could surround the "Big Banknote" Thompson were, of course, the elite leaders.

Under Doflamingo's Conqueror's Haki impact, these leaders didn't faint. Instead, they brandished their weapons and met Rosinante's charge head-on!

Opportunities were fleeting. By the time the Jebede Family regained their composure, each and every one of them would be able to take down Rosinante and the others.

Therefore, they had to go all out—

Inhaling deeply, Rosinante's body suddenly swelled up by a circle, making him appear as if he had transformed from an 8-year-old child into a teenager over the age of ten.

One step;

In the midst of his charge, Rosinante slightly tilted his head, allowing the opponent's blade to graze his cheek.

His clenched fist simultaneously slammed into the left chest of the opponent. As the bones cracked with a crisp sound, a protrusion suddenly appeared on the back of the leader's suit!

Two steps;

He seized the unfortunate guy whose heart had been struck, shielding himself from the lead bullets fired by the leader ahead.

Not giving the opponent another chance to pull the trigger, Rosinante released the dagger in his hand, transforming it into a streak of light that swiftly plunged into the leader's throat with a splash.

Three steps;

Dropping the corpse from his grasp, he withdrew two daggers that had been hidden behind his back and took another step forward.

Sidestepping and shifting to the right, he contracted his chest and abdomen. The two sailor knives swept across Rosinante's chest and back, while Rosinante's dual daggers simultaneously thrust out!

Four steps;

Once again, he seized a thug leader as a shield, feeling a series of vibrations in his hand.

Blood and minced flesh sprayed over Rosinante's head and face, and his body suddenly jerked back as if struck by multiple punches. This was proof that he had been shot!

Five steps;

No matter what kind of plan it was, there would inevitably be accidents, just like the situation right now.

Faced with Rosinante charging while using a "meat shield," Vincentso, the "Gatling Gun," pulled a bomb from his waist with a mighty tug and then hurled it!

Six steps;

The bomb that landed on the deck and then bounced up made Rosinante's pupils contract, and his body suddenly turned cold.

Without time to think, he threw the "meat shield" in his hand towards the direction of the bomb and directly stepped onto the corpse with one foot.

Boom—

The explosion resounded, and a burst of flesh and fire rose into the air, creating a crimson and black smoke on the deck.

But within the smoke and fire, a figure shot forward with the force of the explosion's shockwave, covering the remaining few meters in an instant. The bright blade of the dagger rapidly enlarged in the eyes of "Big Banknote" Thompson!

Splurt—

The 17 cm-long blade instantly plunged into the fat, bald man's throat, directly piercing through the back of his neck! It silenced all his words in an instant.

"'Big Banknote' Thompson—"

Pulling out the dagger, Rosinante allowed the obese, bald middle-aged man to fall slowly to the ground, lifting the blood-stained weapon.

"Is dead!!"

???

"...Is this the power that can overturn everything?"

Pushing his wire-rimmed glasses, Whisk, who was shielded by the suited sunglasses bodyguard, murmured to himself.

Indeed, as magical as the power of money was, it couldn't withstand true "power." In the face of violence that could destroy lives, all the money was so fragile and defenseless.

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