Pirate: I was just slacking off, do you really think I'm bad?

A week later, a group of unfriendly guests arrived at the Don Quixote family's residence.

"Captain, we've arrived. This is the Don Quixote family's residence."

A tall man with long limbs, a round upper body, and hair combed into a hammer shape said with great enthusiasm.

Upon hearing this, the burly man with the green beard put down his wine glass, casually wiped his face, and walked out of the cabin.

The Don Quixote family's residence is quite large.

Standing on the ship, one can see the Don Quixote family members bustling about in the harbor like ants, as well as the magnificent palace-like building high above.

Let's go meet that kid who's really getting ahead of himself.

Bondiwadel arrogantly declared that the group was heading towards the Don Quixote family's residence.

"Lord Trebol, a group of pirates has arrived at the port. They seem to be the recently infamous Bondiworld and his crew."

A Mafia member rushed into the Don Quixote family's main hall and reported to Torrepol and his men, who were having tea, "A troublesome fellow has arrived."

Torrepol was in a real predicament.

Bondiwald knew, of course, that intelligence on the Don Quixote family had already been spread throughout the North Sea.

Great pirates like them would be the first to know the news.

However, if the target does not land on the island, they can only know the location where the last person appeared.

No one knew that Bondiwald, after drifting at sea for a week, would suddenly appear in their port.

"Call all the family officials over; we'll have a go at this Bondiwald."

With Doflamingo absent, Trebol is the head of the Donquixote Family, and this is the only order he can give.

"Whether he's a legendary pirate or not, once he's in the Donquixote Family's territory in the North Sea, he'd better behave himself."

"It's only because the young master isn't here, otherwise would he dare to barge in so brazenly?"

Several Mafia members were discussing it amongst themselves.

They were unsure of Bondiwald's strength, but they knew the strength of their young master, Doflamingo.

Before long, Bondiwald and his party appeared at the Don Quixote family's door.

Torrepol, Diamanti, Pica, and others were already waiting at the door.

"Hahaha, it seems my arrival has put a lot of pressure on you."

Bondiwald burst into laughter, while Torrepol and his group remained expressionless, only their eyes showing apprehension.

Bondiwald, we don't seem to have done anything to offend you.

Diamanti stepped forward and spoke.

"Hmph, you dare to offend me? If you really had offended me, I would have wiped you out long ago."

Enough with the small talk, I'm here to discuss a big business deal with you.

"Bondiwald said defiantly."

Seeing that Bondiwald had no intention of making a move, Torrepol secretly gave his men a meaningful look.

After receiving the information, the other family members left from various hidden corners.

Bondiwald saw it all, but didn't care at all.

He was confident that with his abilities, he wouldn't have any trouble in a small place like Beihai. "You guys are at least somewhat sensible."

Upon hearing Bondiwald's words, Torrepol clenched his fists, then relaxed them.

With Doflamingo absent, he couldn't decide whether to fight such an insurmountable enemy.

Before long, the two groups arrived at the Don Quixote family's council hall.

In the magnificent hall, a slightly damp sea breeze blew in from outside the windows.

The curtains on the window were also gently stirred by the breeze, creating ripples on the surface.

Torrepol and his group sat on a spacious leather sofa, looking at the crew members on the Bondiwald boat opposite them.

In the somewhat tense atmosphere, Torrepol decided to ask them directly about their purpose.

"I wonder what kind of weapons Captain Bondiwald is here to buy?"

The Don Quixote family is a newly emerging force in the arms smuggling industry in Beihai, and their products and dominance are rapidly taking over the underground arms smuggling market in Beihai.

If you're going to Bondiwald, then you can only buy it at the Don Quixote family's residence; it's not available anywhere else.

I want to buy a big cannon.

Bondiwald downed the drink served by the Don Quixote family waiter in one gulp, and then said that after hearing Bondiwald say this, Torrepol felt a sense of relief.

"They have plenty of cannons, and theirs are indeed larger than those of other arms smugglers in Beihai. Our family already has some cannons that have been cast; would you like to take a look?"

Diamanti said confidently.

He had great confidence in the cannons produced by the Don Quixote family.

Bondiwald chuckled, then said, "Those cannons might be treasures in your eyes, but to me they're nothing but junk. What I need is a cannon that can destroy a naval warship with a single shot."

Bondiwald rejected Diamanti's offer, not even glancing at the cannons already completed within the Don Quixote family. "If that's the case," he said, "our Don Quixote family doesn't have them. You can try looking at other arms dealers."

Torrepol refused, saying that he had been in the arms market for many years and that almost no one manufactured cannons that could destroy a warship with a single shot.

Unless it's a powerful force like the navy, they wouldn't build incredibly large cannons on the walls of their bases.

Ordinary forces wouldn't even consider it.

After all, the resources required for such cannons were simply too terrifying. With the same resources, purchasing a dozen or so cannons of common size would be their choice. Upon hearing Torrepol's refusal, Bondiwald's expression changed.

You mean, we came all the way to Don Quixote's place, only to end up accomplishing nothing?

Bondiwald slammed his beer mug down on the table.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Torrepol suppressed his anger and said!

Captain Bondiwald, it's not that we don't intend to sell you cannons; we're businessmen, and if we have the cannons you need in our warehouse, we'll definitely let you know immediately.

"But we don't have cannons of that size in our warehouse. Aren't you asking the impossible?"

"Hmph, I'm going to force you. Your Don Quixote family must make this cannon for me."

The domineering Bondiwald refused to accept Torrepol's explanation; he only wanted cannons.

"So there's no room for negotiation? We, the Don Quixote family, aren't pushovers either."

Seeing Bondiwald's unreasonable and domineering behavior, Torrepol and the others were furious.

Outside the council hall, the Donquixote family members who had been waiting there rushed into the hall one by one after hearing Trebol's voice.

A fine musket was pointed at Bondiwald and his party.

Bondiwald looked around at the members and then burst into wild laughter:

What? The Don Quixote family dares to threaten me with a few fire pokers?

"Where's that brat from your so-called family? Tell him to get out here and see me."

"How dare you insult the young master! Open fire!"

Upon hearing the insults directed at the young master, Diamanti lost his composure and immediately ordered his men to open fire, preparing to engage Bondiwald in battle.

Behind him, Torrepol, Pica, and the others were also ready for battle.

Vergo also pulled out a brand new bamboo shoot, preparing to attack Bondiwald.

"Tch, what a fool who doesn't know what's good for him."

Bullets rained down on Bondiwald, who simply stood in front of his brother without offering any other form of defense.

Clang!

The bullets seemed to hit something indestructible, sparking a series of sparks, but they didn't harm Bondiwald in the slightest.

"Armament Haki!"

Trebol and the others' pupils dilated suddenly as they saw the thick, glossy black Armament Haki covering Bondiwald.

As the smoke cleared, the Armament Haki emanating from Bondiwald reflected a chilling glint.

"You have good taste!"

"Unfortunately, there's no reward for answering correctly."

boom!

Diamanti, who was standing at the front, was hit in the abdomen by a huge fist, which made his body bend into a bow shape, his eyeballs looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets, and his mouth was wide open.

"Dia!"

Torrepol was also unable to sense that Bondiwald's movements could be so fast.

A boot struck the unsuspecting Torrepol in the face.

Boom!!!

The once sturdy walls of the council hall were blasted open as if hit by a cannonball, with a loud booming sound.

The swirling dust and powerful gusts of air made Bondiwald's figure appear like a demon god.

Seeing Torrebol fly backward, oblivious to his own death, the remaining Pica and Vergo were enraged.

"You're asking for it!"

"Die, Bondiwald!"

With two angry roars, the two men's attacks landed on Bondiwald one after the other.

However, Bondiwald merely wore a cold smile as he looked at the two men who had attacked him.

Clang! Clang!

After the two loud bangs, the pupils of the two men dilated again.

"Impossible, how come there was no damage at all?"

Pica shouted.

"What the hell is that voice?!"

Bondiwald heard Pica's voice and thought it sounded like a woman's.

"Get out!"

The next second, Pica and Vergo didn't even see what Bondiwald was doing. They only felt a blur before their eyes, and then they were hit in the chest by a heavy fist.

His body flew around like a kite with a broken string.

Boom!

The once lavishly decorated council hall now resembles a refugee camp bombarded by artillery, riddled with craters and filled with swirling dust.

"So this is the mafia family that wants to dominate the underground world of North Sea? Stupid ants."

"Bondiwald shouted triumphantly."

Looking at the scene that had been turned into a complete mess, Naqin said:

"Boss, the Don Quixote family is the only mafia family in the North Sea capable of custom-making cannons. We have no choice but to let them forge them."

"Don't worry, I know my limits, so I didn't kill them."

Bondiwald said nonchalantly, then searched around before walking near Diamanti and snatching the Den Den Mushi from Diamanti's arms.

"This should be it."

Then I dialed the Den Den Mushi.

Blub Blub Blub Blub...

The sound of the Den Den Mushi startled Doflamingo, who had just slaughtered members of the CP organization, and he took out his family's Den Den Mushi from his pocket.

"Why did Diamanti call me?"

Doflamingo was curious, as Trebol usually contacted him directly regarding matters within the family.

"Moshi moshi, what's wrong, Diamanti?"

Doflamingo's childish voice came through the Den Den Mushi.

A haughty, slightly hoarse laugh came from the Den Den Mushi:

"You're that brat Doflamingo?"

Upon hearing the completely unfamiliar voice, Doflamingo's eyes instantly turned bloodshot.

"What did you do to Diamanti?"

This Den Den Mushi is something only the executives of the Don Quixote family can possess; it would never be lost to a stranger.

If someone else calls, there's only one possibility: Diamanti is already...

Calm down, kid. I haven't killed those ants yet.

Bondiwald sat back down on the sofa, put his legs up on the coffee table, and said arrogantly,

"I wanted to do a business deal with you, to build a gigantic cannon, but your family members wouldn't give me that kind of face, so I got this beating."

"You are the young master of the Don Quixote family. I'm asking you, can you make this cannon for me? Remember, the lives of your men are still in my hands."

Doflamingo's eyes flashed with a fierce light, his bloodshot eyes looking as if he wanted to devour people alive.

Suppressing the urge to kill, he said:

"Sure, but you have to guarantee the safety of my subordinates. If anything happens to them, I won't do business with you."

"Spit it out! I don't care about the safety of your subordinates. If you don't deliver the goods, none of you will survive."

On the other end of the phone, Bondiwald gave a mocking sneer.

"What a joke! He's Bondiwald, the great pirate captain who's never been threatened by anyone. Something seems off. The Donquixote Family's iron reserves are extremely limited; even with what we've plundered, it's simply not enough to forge cannons."

A fishman in a suit walked in from outside the council hall.

He is a member of the Ward Pirates, a half-fishman and half-giant, and skilled in Fishman Karate.

While he was wreaking havoc in Bondiwald, Bingjak ordered him to investigate the Don Quixote family's territory.

"How is that possible?"

Upon hearing this, Bondiwald's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

Did he really go through all that trouble to travel all the way to Don Quixote's territory and cause a ruckus, only to end up not getting what he wanted?

With a menacing glint in his eyes, Bondiwald strode forward and casually grabbed the hair of the unconscious Torrepol.

The intense pain of having his hair pulled woke Torrepol.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Bondiwald's rough, cruel face appeared before him.

"Where are your Don Quixote family's iron resources? Have you used them all up?"

Torrepol laughed loudly despite the pain;

Our family just closed a big deal; all our refined iron was supplied to that major client. The iron hasn't been shipped yet.

Bondiwald, feeling as if he had been tricked, angrily slammed Torrepol's head against the ground several times.

"Damn it, damn it!"

Don't be angry, Wald. We can wait patiently; there's no need to rush.

Bingjack said tremblingly that he was in very poor health and could only watch his younger brother fight.

"Brother, we must forge a cannon as quickly as possible. Without it, we have no chance of fighting our way back into the New World."

When facing his brother, Bondiwald suppressed his temper.

Brother, you must know where there's plenty of refined iron, right?

Looking at Bondiwald, whose eyes were fixed on him, Bingjak sighed inwardly.

He certainly knew.

As the vice-captain of the Ward Pirates, he was exposed to all sorts of maritime intelligence, and he could get his hands on information about both pirates and the navy.

He already knew about the message that Raleigh had deliberately spread.

However, he didn't want to tell Bondiwald.

Because those are World Government ships!

Although they were indeed vicious pirates, they tried their best not to attack World Government ships and officials along the way.

The increase in bounties is due to their battles with the navy and pirates, as well as the destruction they cause in towns along the way.

Bingjack worried that if he told Bondiworld the message, Bondiworld would surely attack the World Government's ships.

He didn't want his younger brother to take risks. After all, even if he offended the Navy, there was still a chance of survival; he could just find a deserted island and hide for a few years.

However, if they offend the World Government, the World Government will definitely concentrate all its elite forces to launch a devastating attack on the Ward Pirates.

In order to uphold the dignity of the world government.

Seeing that Bingjack remained silent, Bondiwald, who knew his brother's personality well, knew perfectly well that his brother must know where it was.

But I just don't want to tell myself.

Brother, since you know, please tell me. Once I have this cannon, I'll be unmatched in the world, and we can swim freely in the ocean, seeking our freedom.

Bondiwald talked about the dreams the two of them had when they first set sail.

Bingjack was also involuntarily lost in his memories.

They were all young then; Bingjac and Bondiwald were just kids. Their dream was to travel freely in the ocean and explore the secrets of the world.

I don't know when it started, but the Ward Pirates stopped pursuing the secrets of the world and the joy of travel, and instead became like other pirates, burning, killing, robbing, and committing all kinds of evil deeds.

Was it after they ate the Momo-Momo Fruit in Bondiwald and gained their powers? Or was it after they killed someone for the first time and acquired wealth from another pirate?

Bingjack couldn't remember clearly either.

Seeing that Bondiwald still refused to give up, Bingjak sighed and said:

"A few days ago, I received a message. A ship full of fine iron from the Kingdom of Eryokobu is about to be transported to Jorgmare, but it belongs to the World Government!"

Upon receiving the message, Bondiwald laughed loudly, "Brother, don't worry about the World Government. Once we've forged this cannon, even the World Government won't be able to stop us!"