Pirates: Martial Arts Masters on the Straw Hat Ship

"All right."

Nami shrugged, then suddenly changed the subject, "By the way, since you're not going, let's settle some old scores. You still owe me money."

Zoro was taken aback for a moment, then said confidently:

"Huh? Didn't I return it to you? It was a gift from the shopkeeper when I bought the knife in Loguetown, and I returned the 100,000 Berries to you intact!"

"And isn't it Ronan who's been owing you money all along?"

"Tsk tsk tsk." Nami shook her finger and said with a serious expression:

"Zoro, you have such a bad memory. I lent you 100,000 back then, but we agreed that you would pay me back 300,000."

"Are you kidding me?!" Zoro roared. "I borrowed it and paid it back on the same day! Where did the interest come from?! And it's three times the amount?!"

"Of course."

Nami spoke with self-righteousness, even tinged with pity, "The interest accrues the moment the money is borrowed. And..."

Nami paused, her gaze instantly sharpening as she stared directly into Zoro's soul:

"As a man who aspires to become the world's greatest swordsman, can't you even keep a small financial agreement?"

"Can someone who can't even keep a contract really keep a promise to a friend?"

"Well……"

These words struck Zoro like a hammer blow, hitting him squarely where it hurts.

For a samurai who highly values ​​promises and integrity, the word "breach of contract" is more painful than being stabbed twice.

This is what is known as "hard control," a closed-loop logic that cannot be refuted.

Seeing Zoro frozen in place, Nami unleashed her final trump card:

"If you do as I say and protect the princess, I can wipe your debts clean!"

"But if you don't go now..." Nami narrowed her eyes, her voice turning sinister:

"Once Sanji and Ronan have taken care of them, this score will be settled!"

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Zoro's forehead.

He was engaged in a fierce internal struggle.

On one hand, there is the dignity of being a swordsman (not wanting to be bossed around), and on the other hand, there is the duty of being a man (even though it is an imposed debt).

In the end, he was defeated.

"You...you monster!!"

Zoro gritted his teeth and growled, then suddenly turned around, gripped the hilt of his sword, and charged forward.

"You'll definitely get what's coming to you, Nami!!"

Seeing Zoro's resentful yet forced-to-yield back, Nami's gloom instantly vanished, replaced by a victor's smile.

She waved behind her and called out sweetly:

"That road is a dead end! You're going the wrong way, you idiot swordsman!"

"You're so verbose!! I know that!!"

Zoro’s angry voice came from afar, accompanied by the sound of a wall collapsing.

Seeing that all three of them had set out, Nami said smugly, "We still can't handle you guys!"

......

On the west coast of Whiskey Peak, the waves crash against the jagged rocks with a deep, resounding roar.

The moonlight was fragmented and scattered by the thick clouds, casting dappled patterns on this desolate wasteland filled with danger.

"Huff... huff..."

Vivi gripped Karu's reins tightly, her heavy breathing sounding especially clear in the quiet night.

However, despair still lingers.

Two figures blocked the way like ghosts.

Mr.5 stood casually beside a towering cactus rock, his eyes behind his sunglasses full of mockery;

On Valentine's Day, Miss floated lightly in mid-air, holding her lemon-yellow parasol, as if gravity had lost its effect on her.

"Run away? Why aren't you running anymore?" Mr. 5 sneered. "On this island, no one can escape the pursuit of Baroque Works."

Just as Weiwei was about to give up hope and prepare to fight to the death, a black whirlwind, carrying smoke and dust, and a reassuring cigarette glow, instantly cut into the battlefield.

"That bastard who laid a hand on the beautiful lady, are you ready to get kicked to pieces?"

Sanji stood in front of Vivi with one hand in his pocket. Although his suit was tattered, his tall and straight back looked like a majestic mountain in Vivi's eyes.

"You..." Vivi stared blankly at the pirate who had been swooning over her not long ago.

Mr. 5 frowned as he looked at Sanji who had suddenly appeared, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes:

"I haven't even dealt with you bunch of troublesome pirates yet, and you've already come to my door to die? You're really tired of living."

"Hehehe... You don't need to lift a finger, Mr. 5."

Miss Valentine, suspended in mid-air, let out a string of silvery laughter as she twirled the parasol in her hand, looking down at Sanji.

His gaze was like that of someone looking at a lamb to the slaughter. "This lecherous, curly-browed guy, I'll take care of him!"

As she spoke, her body rose slowly like a balloon, higher and higher, until it almost overlapped with the moon.

"I am a user of the 'Weight-Weight Fruit,' which allows me to change my weight at will."

Miss. Valentine's Day's voice drifted down from the sky, carrying a touch of cruel sweetness:

"Just now, I was as light as a feather, able to ride the wind, but now... I'm going to start getting heavier!"

"Are you ready, buddy?"

"Two kilograms...five kilograms...ten kilograms..."

As the numbers were announced, Miss Valentine's Day's decline accelerated.

The wind pressure created a visible ring of air around her skirt.

"One hundred kilograms...one thousand kilograms...ten thousand kilograms!!"

The moment the words "ten thousand kilograms" were uttered, the once lithe girl instantly transformed into a meteorite capable of destroying everything.

The air was compressed violently, producing a piercing popping sound.

Miss Valentine, with overwhelming force, her skirt billowing, sat down heavily on Sanji on the ground!

"Crushing Strike - 10,000-Kilogram Guillotine!!"

Faced with such a terrifying attack that could crush rocks into powder, a normal person's reaction would definitely be to dodge.

However, Sanji is not a normal person.

He slowly raised his head, and in that instant, time seemed to slow down.

By the bright moonlight, through the fluttering lemon-yellow skirt, his gaze pierced through all obstacles and captured that sacred color.

"Pink...pink..."

Two streams of heat gushed uncontrollably from Sanji's nostrils, and his eyes instantly turned into huge red hearts.

His face, which had just been filled with murderous intent, was now radiating extreme happiness and fervor. "I see it clearly!! It's pink stripes!!"

Amidst Vivi's terrified screams, and under Ronan's shocked gaze as he arrived at the scene—

Faced with the weight of 10,000 kilograms, Sanji did not dodge or even make any defensive stance.

Instead, he couldn't help but reach out his hands affectionately, assuming a gesture of embracing an angel.

"Come on! The weight of love!!"

"BOOM!!!"

A deafening roar shattered the tranquility of the West Coast.

The earth trembled violently, as if a magnitude 10 earthquake had occurred.

Centered on Sanji, the ground within a radius of several meters instantly collapsed and caved in, a huge cloud of smoke rose up like a mushroom cloud, and rubble flew in all directions like bullets.

Ronan, who had just arrived, had no choice but to swing his ebony staff to sweep away the flying rocks, looking speechless: "This is Sanji's style... hopeless."