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  Elbak Isnd, tral Street, ihe Fming Tank Bar.

  Stily cd dancers moved provocatively, while waiters carrying trays weaved through the crowd. Pirates, bounty hunters, and mafiosi rubbed shoulders, drinking and shouting, occasionally whistling at passing women.

  In a private booth overlooking the entire bar, Arthur held a bottle of wiaking rge gulps. He watched the debauchery below with a cold, sharp gaze.

  These people may have once had dreams, but they had been crushed by harsh realities. Or perhaps they had ambition but cked the strength, sinking into a life of indulgence.

  "If I hadn't gambled with my life on the rising current, would I have ended up like them in a few years, lost and unaware of the true wonders of the world?"

  Arthur sighed. High-proof rum flowed into his mouth like water, some spilling from the ers of his lips and running down his exposed, muscur chest.

  "You're here. So why haven't you done anything about Gotti yet?" Aurora's voice was ced with barely suppressed anger.

  Before arriving at Elbak Isnd, they had entered a Sea King at sea. But before it could even surface, it was charred to a crisp by a bolt of lightning that appeared out of nowhere.

  Learning that Arthur was the rare Logia-type Rumble-Rumble Fruit user, Aurora was deeply shocked. After all, she was the daughter of a former Mafia boss. She had more knowledge than the average person. Of course, she uood what a Logia-type meant.

  It meant being impervious to ordinary firearms, swords, and other ons—True Invincibility.

  Back then, upon hearing of her uanding, Arthur merely scoffed inwardly. In the Four Blues, those who knew Armament Haki were few and far between. It was normal for her not to know about it—

  "Bringing you to this bar was already a huge risk. I might even expose the undercents I pnted in the gang. Do you even uand?" Aurora huffed coldly.

  Her father's influen the former Mafia was deeply rooted. Even though he had been killed, some remained loyal.

  "Do you think the loyalists your father left behind are loyal to you? Wake up to reality. If they were all loyal, they would have been killed long ago! We came here openly, without any cealment. This information has probably already fallen into the hands of those with ulterior motives. Someone will likely e looking for us soon." Arthur said nontly

  "!!!" Aurora was flustered by his words. She had already begun to believe him a little.

  As soon as she spoke...

  The bar's doors were pushed open forcefully. A rge group of Mafia members swarmed in, instantly filling the remainiy spa the bar.

  The Mafia underlings quickly parted, making way as if waiting for someone.

  "The gang is taking a. Please excuse any invenience. Drinks are on the house tonight!"

  A muffled voice came from the entrahe figure of the person gradually appeared, blog the light from outside as he squeezed through the doorway.

  The newer was fierce-looking and already baldie his young age. Most importantly, his right hand was equipped with a massive, heavy mae gun, its caliber thick, its power undeniable. This was e Bege's trusted suborditi!

  "Walloon! you firm that Young Miss Aurora and the guy who killed my men are here?" Gotti asked fiercely.

  "They're here. Our spy just saw them ehe bar. They haven't left!" The man named Walloon was the small-time leader who had escaped from the Isnd of Hope and Sunlight.

  The bar suddenly fell silent. Only these two voices could be heard!

  "He's here. The Assassin Gotti!" Aurora's eyes filled with fear. Her body trembled slightly. Even though she knew Arthur's power was extraordinary, she still couldn't help but feel frightened by Gotti's infamous reputation.

  Gotti led the way, followed by Walloon and a group of underlings. They walked towards the upper-level booth.

  Seemingly sensing Aurora's gaze, Gotti looked up, his fierce eyes meeting her beautiful ones.

  "!!!" Aurora subsciously leaowards Arthur, seeking a sense of security.

  "Gotti's niame is 'The Assassin.' He does all of e Bege's dirty work. Who knows hoeople he's killed to earn that name."

  "The meaning of this title isn't a killer hidden in the shadows. It's... a hand that only knows how to kill!"

  She muttered to herself, her fear of this man seeming to outweigh her fear of e Bege. Or perhaps, her feelings towards e Bege were only hatred.

  "Young Miss Aurora, I thought you had escaped! But here you are, delivering yourself to us? Hahaha!" Walloon ughed loudly, then turned his head towards Arthur.

  "Gotti, it's this kid. He killed more than a dozen of our brothers. You have to avehem!" Walloon poi Arthur, hatred in his voice.

  "Oh? You were spared before—and now you're stig your neck out again, begging to be killed? You really don't know your limits!" Arthur sat fortably on the sofa, shaking the bottle in his hand, a touch nation in his voice.

  Gotti pushed Walloon and the others aside with his mae-gun-equipped right hand. He was furious. "Kid, You've got some nerve, killing my men in the gang's territory? State your name!"

  "The name's Seabury D. Arthur. Remember it well."

  "It'll be something you brag about in hell!" Arthur said casually, as if stating an irrefutable truth.

  "The Seabury Family? Hmph! I don't care who you are. Hand Aurora over, and maybe you get out of here alive. Otherwise..."

  Gotti might have looked rough, but he wasn't a fool. Seeing Arthur's fident demeanor, he uood that this person probably had something to rely on.

  Although he was angry that Arthur had killed his men, the gang had just stabilized, Gotti k wasn't wise to cross someoh serious bag.

  "No!!" Aurora was immediately flustered, terrified.

  "Leave?" Arthur finally looked directly at Gotti, scoffing. "She's offered to trade your lives for the Castle-Castle Fruit. Or do you think your life is worth more than a Devil Fruit?"

  "Castle-Castle Fruit?" Gotti khat things couldn't be resolved peacefully.

  "In that case, you die!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, his right hand, the heavy mae gun, suddenly aimed at Arthur. A stream of bullets erupted, f a storm of metal.

  "Da! Da! Da! Da! Da!!" The bullets sprayed wildly.

  The heavy mae gun's powerful recoil didn't affect him at all. He remained as steady as a mountain.

  The metal storm enveloped Arthur, sealing off all escape routes...

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