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Chapter 270: The Shattered Filter of Justice, A Marketplace Brawl
Vice Admiral Doberman's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
Marco's casual mention of "Goa Kingdom" dealt too much damage. It directly tore the loincloth named "Justice" off the Marines in front of everyone, shredding it to pieces!
"Shut up! You yellow-haired brat!"
Veins popped on Doberman's forehead like winding earthworms. He stared dead at Marco, the anger in his eyes almost enough to roast a person.
"The turmoil in Goa Kingdom is but temporary!"
"How can frogs in a well like you imagine the foundation of the World Government?!"
"As for you lot!"
Doberman stomped forward, spittle flying.
"A bunch of scum who only know how to scurry around the sea like rats!"
"Aside from burning, killing, and looting, what else can you do?!"
"Create value? Maintain peace? Can you even farm a piece of land?!"
"None of it!"
"You are leeches attached to this world!"
"You are tumors!"
"You are garbage that only creates chaos and tragedy!"
This string of parallels was delivered with imposing momentum, powerful and resonant! It had to be said, Doberman was worthy of being a veteran Vice Admiral. His tongue was as sharp as his swordsmanship!
The Marine soldiers listened with boiling blood, their originally low morale rising instantly.
Yeah! Although we failed in Goa Kingdom, we represent Justice! Order! These pirates aren't worth a fart!
However.
The pirates weren't vegetarians either. Especially the crew of the Red Hair Pirates. What these guys loved doing most was partying and bragging.
When it came to fighting, they might need to brew some emotion. But when it came to cursing in the street? That was their professional specialty!
"Oh my, I'm so scared!"
Yasopp patted his chest exaggeratedly, wearing a "I'm so terrified" expression. He looked sideways at Doberman, the corner of his mouth hooking into an extremely punchable sneer.
"Leeches?"
"Tumors?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Vice Admiral-sama uses words so precisely!"
"But..."
Yasopp's tone shifted, the smile on his face instantly becoming bone-chillingly cold.
"If we are leeches..."
"Then what are you lot, who take taxpayers' money only to act as watchdogs for the Celestial Dragons?"
"High-level leeches?"
"Or..."
"Just lapdogs who only know how to wag their tails and beg?!"
Boom!
As soon as the word "Lapdogs" came out, the Marine formation exploded!
"Bastard!"
"What did you say?!"
"How dare you insult Marine Justice?!"
Countless Marine officers drew their swords and roared, their eyes red!
"What? Did he hit a sore spot?"
Lucky Roux, gnawing on a chicken leg, added salt to the wound while mumbling indistinctly.
"Did Yasopp say anything wrong?"
"Those pig-like Celestial Dragons ride on people when they go out."
"Aren't you 'Righteous' Marines just responsible for holding the leash?"
"Woof, woof, woof?"
Lucky Roux mimicked a few dog barks. The sound was vivid and lifelike! Not much damage, but extremely insulting!
"Pfft, hahahahaha!"
The pirates laughed until they spurted! The air in the entire plaza was filled with joy.
"You're asking for death! Fatty!"
Vice Admiral Onigumo completely lost his composure! The six arms behind him danced wildly like a mad spider.
"I'm going to cut off your tongue to go with my drink!"
"Come on then! Spider-freak!"
Diamond Jozu of the Whitebeard Pirates didn't back down. His massive body blocked the front like a wall, roaring with a muffled voice:
"Do it if you have the guts!"
"Don't just bark there!"
"If you don't do it, you're a grandson!"
"You..."
Onigumo shook with anger, nearly coughing up blood.
Do it? He wanted to! But he didn't dare! The rule set by that evil star Blake was like a Sword of Damocles hanging over his head. Anyone who dared to fight here would have an ending worse than death!
Thus.
A clash of Emperor-level forces that should have been earth-shattering and recorded in history... completely went off the rails into a bizarre style.
If they couldn't use hands, they could only use mouths! Who was afraid of whom?!
"You dregs of society! Bugs living in the gutter!" A Marine Rear Admiral pointed at a pirate's nose and cursed.
"You government lackeys! Eunuchs without balls!" A pirate captain immediately jumped up and cursed back.
"We protect civilians! We maintain the peace of the sea!"
"Pah! You protect those idiots wearing bubble helmets!"
"We have discipline! Faith! We are the embodiment of Justice!"
"I spit on you! You're a bunch of hypocrites in human skin! Shiny on the outside, but inside you're full of filth!"
"Who are you calling full of filth?!"
"Talking about you! What? Not happy? Bite me!"
The scene spiraled completely out of control.
The Foosha Village plaza, originally filled with a solemn atmosphere and clouds of strong experts, had now turned into a massive, chaotic marketplace! It was the kind of market where aunties pulled each other's hair over a two-cent difference in vegetable prices!
Could you imagine?
A group of great pirates with combined bounties of tens of billions. A group of high-ranking Marines with stars on their shoulders, shaking the four seas.
Right now, they were acting like street shrews. Faces red, necks thick. Spittle flying everywhere. Fingers nearly poking into each other's nostrils!
Various obscenities, insults targeting mothers, emerged endlessly!
"Son of a b*tch," "Go out and get bitten by a Sea King," "Your whole family are Celestial Dragons"...
If you could think of it, they could curse it!
The onlookers who had been hiding in the distance, wanting to glimpse the demeanor of the strong, were all dumbfounded. Their mouths hung open, jaws dropping to the ground.
These are the legendary Four Emperors?
These are the legendary Marine Headquarters Vice Admirals?
The filter... has shattered into pieces!
"Enough! Shut up, all of you!"
Finally.
Vice Admiral Gion, who had been in the center of the storm but remained silent, couldn't take it anymore.
She suddenly drew Konpira and slashed fiercely at the ground in front of her!
Boom!
The earth cracked!
A fissure several meters long instantly forcibly separated the Marine and Pirate camps!
Although she didn't use Haki or attack anyone, the sharp sword intent still silenced the crowd instantly.
Gion took a deep breath, her chest heaving violently. Her beautiful face was covered in frost.
Embarrassing! Too embarrassing!
The dignified elites of Marine Headquarters were cursing in the street with a bunch of pirates! If this got out, where would the Marines put their faces?!
"Everyone, fall in!"
Gion swept a cold glance at the Marine officers behind her. That icy look instantly sobered Doberman, Onigumo, and the others. They looked at the surrounding onlookers who were pointing and watching the drama.
Their old faces instantly turned the color of pig liver!
Damn it!
How did we lose control?!
We actually got dragged into the gutter by these pirates!
"Hmph!"
Doberman snorted coldly, adjusting his messy coat, trying to salvage some dignity. "I won't lower myself to the level of you uncivilized barbarians!"
"Tch!"
On the pirate side, Marco waved his hand lazily.
"Alright, alright, everyone scatter."
"Arguing with a pack of barking dogs lowers our status, yoi."
"Who are you calling a dog?!"
Onigumo almost exploded again. But he was glared back by Gion.
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