Jujutsu Kaisen: Throne

You can just think about it, why do you have to say it out loud!

With so many men watching on the ship, how am I supposed to answer that?!

Joining the Seven Warlords of the Sea means you have to listen to the World Government!

Alpha was internally screaming, but couldn't utter a single word.

With a slightly trembling body, Alpha tried his best to appear weak.

Unfortunately, what they got in return was an even stronger surge of malice!

I'm going to die! I'm going to die! I'm going to die!!!

The hand reaching out to him was getting closer and closer!

Alpha's taut nerve snapped completely, and his expression instantly turned ferocious!

As a full member of CP8, Alpha is naturally proficient in the Six Styles of the Navy!

Unleash its full potential: "Iron Block!!!"

"boom!!!"

The burst of blood mist filled the air.

Two relatively intact red legs fell to the ground, thick blood flowing all over the deck.

"Qiang!"

The dozen or so sailors on board drew their weapons...

Block in front of you.

His body trembled, and his face revealed undisguised fear.

"Don't be nervous, I have no interest in small fry like you."

The future will move beyond the blood-stained ground and towards the edge of the ship.

"Please pass on a message to the World Government: the floating city of Tesoro is now mine."

"again and again,"

The future figure paused, and the group of naval personnel were so startled that they almost dropped their weapons.

Several of the naval survivors who participated in the Marineford War were drenched in sweat.

“The city…” Future stroked his chin, then changed his words, “From now on, that place will be called…”

"Future Empire."

......

Golden City, an eight-star hotel.

Because it is an independent country recognized by the government and a demilitarized zone.

Here you can even see the bizarre scene of pirates and marines sitting at the same gambling table.

A boxing betting arena inside the hotel.

"oh!!!"

"Not bad, that's quite an exciting game!"

Kinji, the thug with the cloak of justice, shouted excitedly, clutching a handful of betting slips tightly in his hand!

"I said......"

"Your gambling addiction is really strong. That's enough."

He wore a brown casual hat and had a thin cigarette dangling from his mouth.

Beside the scale, a middle-aged man with a navy face reminded him, "Don't forget our mission."

"If anything happens to the Celestial Dragons, the Fleet Admiral won't let us off the hook."

The scale's fanatical expression froze, and it said in an annoyed tone, "It's a rare trip out, don't be such a spoilsport, add to the plan!"

"Besides, would anyone in this area dare to mess with those scumbags?"

"Don't worry, Cha-ton candidate general."

Scale patted Kake on the shoulder, his expression relaxed, and said, "We're just decorations to highlight the Celestial Dragons' majesty."

"If we're talking about protection, there's still the CP organization, isn't there?"

a year.

Those who joined the Navy at that time had a full understanding of this world.

"Watch your tone of voice."

Kaji turned and glanced around, then said helplessly in a low voice, "If anyone hears you calling Celestial Dragons trash, you'll be in trouble!"

"If you really can't stand them, why did you take on this mission in the first place?"

Scale tossed aside a stray strand of hair, a fervent smile playing on his lips: "The world's number one entertainment city, with all sorts of gambling games!"

"I came here specifically to learn!"

Jiaji shook his head speechlessly, his gaze fixed on the arena.

The receipt he was holding belonged to the same contestant he had bought from with the scale.

The only explanation for their familiarity is that they are birds of a feather.

After a while, the boxing match ended.

The two men, carrying a box of chips, had just walked out of the arena when Cheng's expression suddenly froze as if he had seen a ghost!

I rubbed my eyes hard!

The scale's head clicked and clacked as it followed the figure that had just entered the hotel.

When Jiaji followed the scale's gaze, the figure had already disappeared.

"What's gotten into you this time?"

He nudged the scale and urged, "Hurry up, it's time to show our faces to the Celestial Dragons."

"Brother, listen to my advice!"

With cold sweat beading on his forehead, Scale grabbed Accident's arm with one hand and strode toward the port.

"Forget about those idiots for now, let's get out of this hellhole!"

One second it was paradise, the next it's a hellish place?

Still bewildered by the addition of the scale, in the blink of an eye, the scale dragged him a hundred meters away.

......

Hotel, reception room.

As if sensing something, Bai Jue, who was lying on the sofa, became even more arrogant with a smile.

"Hey, Little Goldie."

"If you can't handle this city, you might as well entrust it to Master Jue to keep safe for you."

Such blunt language startled everyone.

The masseuse playing the massage music froze, and the huge room fell silent instantly.

Tesoro kept his head down and didn't respond.

Bakala, standing to the side, and two of Tanaka's trusted henchmen, could not hide their anger!

"Fufufufu, President Bai is right."

Dover asked with a playful tone, "Controlling twenty percent of the world's liquid funds?"

"The world's richest and most powerful people?"

"In the eyes of the world government, you are nothing more than a tool for them to make money."

"If they open their mouths, you'll have no choice but to obediently hand over your family fortune."

Dover fiddled with the silk thread in his hand and sneered, "The powerful and wealthy?"

"No, you are just a slave of the Celestial Dragons."

"Fur, fur, fur, fur!"

A shrill laugh echoed through the room!

Lies won't hurt, the truth is the sharpest knife!

Tesoro clenched his fists tightly, the veins on his neck bulging!

The word "slave" pierced my heart like a needle!

A stinging pain shot through my back, bringing back painful memories of my childhood.

Tezzoro, born in the slums, was ostracized by his peers because of his poverty.

The father was a gambler who died of illness when he was young because he couldn't afford medical treatment.

Tezzoro loved to sing back then and dreamed of becoming a star.

His mother disliked his singing and often mocked and insulted him.

Not long after her father died, her mother, unable to bear the poverty, abandoned Tesoro and left on her own.

That year, Tezzoro was twelve years old.

Four years of living in a daze, like being in a hell without any light.

At sixteen, Tezzoro met his true love, the only woman who thought he sang well.

With a throbbing heart, Tesoro vaguely sensed the warmth of humanity.

Through the iron bars of the prison, Tesoro would often sing for Stella under the moonlight.

Working tirelessly to earn money, day and night.

Nineteen-year-old Tesoro finally raised enough money to buy Stella.