I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

This caught Sieg's attention.

"Why is he carrying so much stuff? It's one thing to carry alcohol, after all, he's a notorious drunkard, but why is he carrying so many swords?"

Sieg pondered.

This makes Panda Drunkard Rum look a bit out of place, more like a grocer.

"Damn it! What a lousy tavern this is!"

Enraged, Panda Rum slammed his hand on the bar counter again, causing a section of it to collapse.

"They're really starting to cause trouble? Wang Xige, let me handle this!"

Roger's eyes lit up, and he charged toward Panda Rum.

Rum remained calm and collected. Just as Roger was about to charge forward, he took out a small bottle from his waist and poured the liquor directly into his mouth.

Then, he spat the mouthful of wine at Roger.

"Breath of Flames!"

As soon as the liquor was expelled, it suddenly transformed into a cone-shaped flame that rushed towards them, igniting several tables and chairs nearby.

At the critical moment, Roger nimbly ducked to avoid the oncoming flames, still shaken.

"Fire!"

Amid screams, customers scattered and fled, some even grabbing bottles of wine from the table and running away in the chaos.

Seeing this scene, Sieg suddenly felt a pang of heartache.

He hadn't paid attention to such things before, but now he was the real owner behind the scenes of this tavern!

Overturned tables and chairs, a half-damaged counter, and disturbed customers—all of this costs money!

"Stop fighting! Go outside and fight!" Sig was getting angry too.

He hadn't even had a chance to do anything before a fight suddenly broke out.

However, neither side in the battle listened to him.

Roger and Rum the Panda were already fighting inside the tavern.

Rum the Panda is a member of the Mink Tribe. As he swings his fists, faint crackling electricity crackles from his knuckles. Every time he exchanges punches with Roger, the latter winces from the shock.

"Wang Xige, this guy is tough to deal with... You'd better cover my drinks for the next three days."

Roger stepped back a few paces, picked up a long knife left behind by a patron, turned the blade around, and aimed it at Rum from a distance.

"Are you planning to use a knife? I have one too!"

Panda Rum let out a long laugh, reached to his waist, and drew a long knife.

However, immediately afterward, a faint light appeared on his palm, completely enveloping the long sword.

When the light faded, Rum no longer had a long knife in his hand; only a small bottle remained, clutched in his grasp.

"A Devil Fruit ability that's like magic... what's the use of that?"

Roger didn't take the bottle in Panda Rum's hand seriously. He leaped forward and slashed at Rum with his long sword.

"Hehe, don't underestimate me."

Rum the panda chuckled, unconcerned about Roger's charge.

With a slight flick of his wrist, the liquor from the bottle in his hand splashed towards Roger, completely engulfing Roger's front.

"Splashed wine? It's hard to dodge, but it's not a big deal if you get splashed with wine, right?"

Roger was about to charge straight at them, but just as he was about to be splashed with the liquor, he suddenly sensed an instinctive danger.

His expression changed instantly, and he slashed the long sword in his hand towards the wine in front of him, while trying to dodge to the side.

Sizzle!

The spilled wine suddenly transformed into a sharp sword light, cleaving a long, narrow crack in the wooden tavern floor wherever it went.

Roger's longsword was also splashed with the wine. With a crisp clang, the sharp sword light cut a notch and crack in Roger's longsword, almost breaking it in two.

Roger didn't have time to completely dodge either; several streaks of blood spurted from the spots on his body where the liquor had been splashed.

"Can you withstand my alcohol-fueled slash?"

Panda Rum burst into laughter, and just as he was about to continue the pursuit, he heard a voice filled with anger behind him.

"enough!"

Sieg glared at Rum in front of him. He held a bottle of iodine in one hand, and with a flick of his wrist, the iodine spun and flew three or four meters into the air, almost touching the ceiling of the tavern.

"What kind of juggling act are you performing now?"

Panda Rum smiled.

Instead of being thrown at him, Sieg's iodine bottle bounced up in the air like a juggling act.

What kind of threat is that?

At that very moment.

Sig stretched out his other hand, his palm open, and a glimpse of a sword tip could be seen protruding from his sleeve.

Chapter 607 Starting with the Headshot Pirate King

As the wine bottle spins and falls from a great height.

Sieg stretched out one hand, palm open, and the tip of the hidden blade protruded from the sleeve.

“Dare to cause trouble in front of my door,” Sig said in a low voice.

He waved his hand.

A figure stumbled and rushed over, and before anyone could react, knelt on one knee in front of Sieg.

When Sieg looked down and saw the person's face clearly, he saw a familiar face that met his eyes with an innocent gaze.

“Wang Xige?” Roger exclaimed in surprise.

Sig’s eye twitched, and he quickly deactivated the ability to catch a blade barehanded.

But it is already late.

The iodine bottle had already fallen from the sky and smashed onto his head with a thud!

The dark reddish-brown liquid and shards of broken glass were poured directly over Roger's head.

“…” Sig remained silent for a long time before finally speaking:

"Roger, are you alright? You're bleeding. You need to apply some iodine to reduce the inflammation."

Roger squinted and rushed straight to the sink behind the bar, rinsing himself while turning back to yell at them:

"Is this called applying a little iodine?"

He wiped the blood from his forehead, his face immediately darkening.

"Besides, my wound was caused by your iodine bottle."

The sudden awkwardness left everyone silent for a long time.

"Actually, it's alright."

The legend of Shanks begins with Shanks wearing a straw hat and having a bottle smashed over his head.

The legend of Wang Xige begins with Roger, who was wearing a straw hat, having a bottle smashed over his head.

Sieg coughed lightly, then casually grabbed the second bottle of iodine, flicked his wrist, and tossed the second bottle into the air.

"Heh heh, I'd like to see what tricks you're up to this time."

Panda Rum was no longer worried. He stood there with his arms crossed, showing no intention of taking advantage of the situation.

But the next moment, his expression suddenly changed.

His chubby body also rushed uncontrollably towards Sieg, and finally, as if the scene was repeated, he knelt down in front of Sieg.

"Why...why can't I move my body?"

While Panda Rum was still in shock, the bottle above him smashed down on his head.

Clang!

The iodine bottle shattered, and the reddish-brown liquid flowed down, wetting Panda Rum's head.

"You didn't expect that, did you? That was just a little trick to distract you."

Sig quickly added.

"Damn it, so that's how it is."

Rum the panda growled, but he couldn't break free.

At this moment, Panda Rum's head was completely soaked with iodine, and a large amount of liquid was dripping down his face.

Panda Rum thought for a moment, then suddenly had an idea. He stuck out his tongue and nimbly licked the iodine around his mouth, managing to swallow it all.

"Ah...this taste..."

"Good wine!"

Panda Rum suddenly closed his eyes, as if savoring the taste of iodine in his mouth.

"He actually drank iodine? And he even licked it?"

This startled Sieg. He raised his hand, dispelling his ability to catch a blade barehanded, and looked at Panda Rum with suspicion and uncertainty.

Then Panda Rum opened his eyes, washed his face briefly at the sink, and looked at Sig with starry eyes.

It was as if the door to a new world had just been opened.

"Boss, do you still have the wine from earlier?"

Sig paused for a moment.

Now, he has met his match.

He gestured to a waiter and asked him to go and buy a few more bottles of iodine.