coobybook Chapter 2 Who gave you permission to sit here?
Chapter 2 Who gave you permission to sit here?
The dim corridor lights cut out the boundary between light and shadow.
At the end of the corridor stands one of the newly crowned mafia bosses.
A bounty of 35 million Berries is on Capone Becky!
That is, one of the eleven Supernovas of the future One Piece!
……
He leaned back on the sofa, his dark striped suit perfectly pressed without a single wrinkle, a half-burnt cigar between his fingers, the smoke drifting slowly upwards.
The footsteps, which were gradually becoming clearer, stopped.
Capone glanced up and looked over, his eyes carrying a hint of casual scrutiny.
……
Uchiha Allen.
Smoker's second-in-command seems to be a Zoan-type Devil Fruit user.
He didn't have any outstanding achievements; he probably climbed to the position of lieutenant because of his relationship with Smoker.
Recently, Smoker has been keeping a close eye on his business. He couldn't do anything about the strong-willed and powerful Smoker, so he had to spend a lot of money to bribe his superiors and have Smoker transferred away.
It was also his suggestion that Allen, who had never been to headquarters for further training, be appointed as the base commander.
Compared to Logia-type Devil Fruit users like Smoker, known as the White Hunter, this greenhorn is obviously much easier to handle.
……
"Alian, I'm so glad you came to see me."
Capone flicked away the ashes, a faint smile playing on his lips: "Looks like you're a smart man."
He had investigated Allen and knew that the kid wasn't as rigid as Smoker; he sometimes accepted bribes from his subordinates and knew the rules of getting things done for money.
Now that he's approached me alone, Capone sees the meaning quite clearly.
Paying homage to powerful figures is all about getting benefits!
You know perfectly well... who made you the new base commander!
brush--
Allen hung his coat on the back of the chair and sat down. The light-colored thin shirt outlined his clearly defined muscles.
He placed his hands, fingers interlaced, on his knees, and looked at Capone calmly, without rushing to speak.
He is about 1.8 meters tall, which makes him much taller than Capone, who is 1.6 meters tall.
A few seconds later, Capone's smile faded, and his brows furrowed slightly.
"Commander Allen, you came to see me alone, don't you have anything to say?"
Say something! Let's talk about profit sharing!
20/80 split, or 30/70 split if that doesn't work!
Of course, 30% is yours.
After a long while, Allen finally spoke.
"I'm pleased that you call me base commander."
His voice was unreadable, but Capone could clearly feel the air temperature drop as he spoke.
"but……"
"You don't understand your own identity."
Between the ends of his black hair, his narrow, sharp eyes flickered slightly, and an even colder chill spread out.
"A street thug meets a naval officer..."
"Who gave you permission to sit here!"
blah-
The air suddenly turned cold, and countless tiny ice crystals filled the room, reflecting the dim yellow light.
Capone's pupils constricted, and his short, stout body sprang up from the sofa.
The leather sofa was covered with sharp icicles, some of which were stained with blood...
His gaze shifted, and Capone's expression instantly darkened as he drew his short gun from his waist.
Click!
Capone pointed his twin pistols at Allen and said coldly, "I am Capone Bege!! Want to fight?! You rude brat!!"
……
Allen's lips turned down, and he shook his head with a slight laugh.
"I knew it... Smoker was too kind to you guys."
"Capone Becky".
"Who do you think you are, to dare to wage war against me?"
Allen's words made Capone pause, his raised dual pistols.
He has killed many people since he started his career. His most common method is to infiltrate other gangs and find opportunities to kill the leaders of rival gangs.
This method has worked every time over the years, but as far as it can be said, he has never killed anyone outside the Mafia...
Not to mention killing the navy.
He's a smart man; he knows who owns this vast ocean.
The supreme Celestial Dragons, followed by their hounds, the Marines.
Smoker ruined many of his arms deals, causing huge losses.
But he never intended to harm Smoker; instead, he bribed Smoker's superior to transfer him to a higher position.
Despite his disdain for the newly appointed Allen, he was still prepared to share some of the spoils with him.
War breaks out...
Smart people have their own way of living.
If I were to injure Allen here, it would be a slap in the face to the Navy... I haven't even unified the West Blue's underworld yet, and I don't want to be forced into the sea.
Capone slowly lowered his hand, struggling to suppress his anger, and said in a deep voice, "State your purpose, Navy, while I still have the patience to listen to you!"
……
Allen stood up, still looking down from his superior position.
His pupils seemed to reflect the swirling snow, and as he raised his hand, the ice crystals on his fingertips quietly grew longer, their tips gleaming with a cold light.
"What brings you here...?"
"Starting tomorrow, Branch 179 is my territory."
"I'm here to let you know that."
click-
The ice crystals at Allen's fingertips shattered, turning into countless tiny ice blades that drifted away like snowflakes.
call--
Ice Release-Fubuki.
As Allen exhaled lightly, a strong wind suddenly arose, and the swarm of ice blades rushed towards Capone, moving so fast that they left only a faint streak of cold light.
Countless ice blades crisscrossed and weaved through the air, forming a dense, impenetrable net.
"Damn it! Even gangsters should at least give each other a heads-up before starting a fight!!"
Capone's short, stout body swiftly dodged the ice blades, raised his gun, and aimed it at Allen's head... He hesitated for a moment, then fired, just grazing the edge of Allen's body.
Bang!
The gunshots alerted the gang members outside, who pushed open the door and rushed in.
"Damn Navy! What are you doing to our boss?!"
"Godfather! Boss Capone said to call him Godfather!!"
"Idiot! Don't you call him 'boss' too?!"
"Idiot! Is that the point?! Quick, help the old...Godfather beat that bastard up!!"
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As night deepened, Smoker was still smoking a double-barreled cigar under the streetlights, his brow furrowed as he stared at the mansion not far away.
When he heard the gunshot, his brow twitched, and he instinctively tried to get up, but his knees were pressed back down by his hands.
Allen...
I can't protect you forever, but I believe... you can stand on your own!
……
There was a brief commotion after the gunshot, but the noise quickly subsided.
Just as Smoker couldn't resist going to check on the situation, Allen dragged out Capone, whose eyes were rolled back.
Peng——
Capone's body was thrown in front of Smoker, and Allen smiled faintly, "He's not a Devil Fruit user, so he's easy to deal with."
As far as Allen knows, Capone will set sail after unifying the West Blue underworld and form the Fire Tank Pirates. He is a Paramecia-type Devil Fruit user with the Castle-Castle Fruit ability.
Her Devil Fruit ability is to turn her body into a castle, allowing her to shrink any object, including humans, and hide it inside.
To put it figuratively, it's like the power of a four-dimensional pocket.
……
From the exchange just now, Allen was certain that he hadn't eaten the Fortress-Fortress Fruit yet, and his physical skills were average, only his spear skills were decent.
Smoker stared intently at Capone and exhaled a puff of smoke.
"If only it were that simple..."
"I've arrested him seven times, but..."
Bulu Bulu Bulu——
Just then, Smoker's Den Den Mushi rang.