One Piece: Dungeon Shop. Scamming Garp, Reward: Eight-Tails Jinchuriki Chapter 315: Four Emperors Begging to be Security Guards!

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Chapter 315: Four Emperors Begging to be Security Guards!

Garp directly threw away the bag of rice crackers in his hand, slamming his fists together to produce the crisp sound of tal clashing. Even Sakazuki, who had just rushed out of the kitchen holding a spatula, had a face full of excitent. Those eyes, smoking with magma, stared fixedly at Kaido.

That was the look of a hunter seeing prey. That was the look of a bootlicker seeing a chance to perform!

Do it! Do it quickly, Kaido! As long as you dare to act wild here, even just a roar. This old man will slap you on the forehead with a spatula imdiately! This is an excellent opportunity to curry favor with the Shopkeeper!

Not only them. Even Golden Lion Shiki, who had just climbed up nearby, was leaning against a piece of rubble, laughing sinisterly.

"Jihahahaha... Go get ’em, Kaido! Let these Marines see what a real pirate is! Tear this shabby shop apart!"

Shiki’s little abacus in his heart was clicking loudly. Riot! The bigger the riot, the better! As long as Kaido angered that master and got slapped to death, wouldn’t there be one less competitor in the world? Moreover, as long as Kaido made a move, he would be standing on the opposite side of the Shopkeeper. If I give Kaido a stab in the back then... Hehe, wouldn’t that be my "certificate of allegiance"?

At this mont, Kaido, in their eyes, was no longer a Four Emperor. He was a walking Favorability farming machine! He was a mobile gift pack!

Closer. Even closer.

Kaido’s massive body finally stopped in front of the Marine trio. The huge shadow enveloped Garp and the others. The sll, a mix of alcohol, blood, and violent aura, rushed into their noses. Kaido lowered his head. Those dark yellow beast pupils stared fixedly at the three Marines blocking the way. Two jets of hot white steam sprayed from his nostrils.

Huff—

Silence. Suffocating silence.

Just when Garp thought that spiked club would co crashing down the next second, and had already rehearsed a hundred counter-attack postures in his brain, Kaido suddenly moved.

He slowly raised his hand. Garp’s eyes lit up, his muscles instantly tensing! Here it cos! Sengoku took a deep breath, shockwave ready to go! Sakazuki raised the spatula!

However, the next second, everyone’s jaws hit the floor hard.

They saw Kaido’s large hand, capable of shattering mountains. It didn’t reach for the spiked club on his back. Instead... It reached into his tattered waistband. And under everyone’s dull gazes, he pulled out a crumpled... black gold card with a few strands of dried seaweed sticking to it.

This was a Beri Savings Card! And it was the unlimited Supre Black Card!

Imdiately after, the tyrannical, fierce, insufferably arrogant expression on Kaido’s face vanished without a trace like a magic trick! Replacing it was a... extrely stiff, extrely twisted, but definitely an effort to express "friendliness" smile. Although that smile was uglier than crying, and although his two dragon whiskers were twitching awkwardly, he was indeed smiling!

"Um..." Kaido’s voice no longer bood like muffled thunder but was deliberately lowered, sounding muffled and stuffy. "A good dog doesn’t block the path. Trouble everyone to make way. This old man... I am here to spend money."

Gah—?!

In that instant, it was as if ten thousand ducks had their necks choked simultaneously. The entire Foosha Village port fell into absolute deathly silence. Even the sound of waves hitting the shore seed so piercing.

The smile on Garp’s face froze. Like it was sealed in cent, comical and ridiculous. The golden light on Sengoku flashed twice, then extinguished with a pfft. Sakazuki’s hand holding the spatula hung awkwardly in mid-air; a drop of magma fell from the spatula, burning a hole in his expensive leather shoe, and he didn’t even react.

What the hell?! I am here to spend money?!

Is this sothing Kaido of the Beasts, who wants to commit suicide and destroy the world at the drop of a hat, can say?! Where is your backbone?! Where is your dignity?! Where is the montum of wanting to swallow people alive just now?!

"What?" Looking at the three dumbfounded n, Kaido frowned, seeming a bit impatient. "Has the Navy changed professions to be doorn now? Or... You want to stop this old man from sending money to the Shopkeeper?"

With such a serious accusation slapped on them, Sengoku shuddered all over, nearly jumping up. Blocking money from the Shopkeeper? Who could bear this cri!

"You..." Garp pointed at Kaido, his finger trembling with anger. "You’re just wimping out like this?! Weren’t you acting tough just now?! Huh?!"

Garp felt his heart bleeding. This was a First-Class rit delivered to the door! This was an excellent chance to farm goodwill! Gone just like that?!

"Wimp?" Kaido glanced at Garp, the corner of his mouth hooking into a sneer of disdain. "Old guy, don’t try to provoke . This old man was hung on a tree, not hung until my brain went stupid."

Finished speaking, Kaido directly ignored the exasperated Garp. Relying on his size advantage, he forcibly pushed aside the three blocking the way like a bulldozer. Then he stepped into the tavern door. The fluidity of that movent, the naturalness of that attitude... It was simply like returning to his own ho.

"This... This damn..." In the distance, the half-cigar in Golden Lion Shiki’s hand fell to the ground. He opened his mouth wide, feeling his worldview collapsing once again. "That bastard Kaido... Is actually more shaless than ?!"

Inside the tavern.

Doflamingo, who was wiping tables, was also startled when he saw that massive figure enter. Instinctively, he wanted to crawl under the table. But he quickly realized: Wait! I am the Chief Waiter of the shop now! I have the Young Master backing !

Thinking of this, Doflamingo straightened his back and pushed up his sunglasses. Just as he wanted to put on a "I am the senior" posture to lecture a few words, he saw that Kaido didn’t even look at him. He walked straight to the bar.

At this mont, Blake was leaning in the rocking chair, playing with a Rubik’s Cube he got from who knows where. Toward this "prisoner" he had just let down, he didn’t even lift an eyelid.

"Had fun hanging?" Blake’s voice was lazy, revealing a sense of indifference.

Kaido’s massive body stiffened fiercely. In those beast pupils that once made countless pirates tremble with fear, a trace of deep dread flashed past at this mont. And a trace of... fanaticism!

That’s right. It was fanaticism! That kind of extre worship of power!

In the three days hanging on the tree, Kaido figured one thing out. What Pirate King? What Strongest Creature? In front of this master, those were jokes! That feeling of powerlessness, being kneaded at will by Wood Release, having even his Haki completely suppressed... It let him truly see what "there is a sky beyond the sky" ans!

Since he couldn’t beat him, since he couldn’t resist... Then join! As long as he could obtain that kind of power. As long as he could beco stronger. Face? Can that stuff be eaten as food?

Thud!

A loud bang.

Under the horrified gazes of everyone in the venue, that small giant over seven ters tall—that insufferably arrogant Four Emperor—actually knelt on one knee directly! That knee smashed onto the floor, cracking the hard solid wood floorboards!

"Shopkeeper!" Kaido’s voice was booming, shaking the bottles on the wine cabinet. He held that black gold card with both hands, respectfully raising it over his head.

"Before, Kaido didn’t understand the rules and offended you. This bit of money, take it as an apology. In addition..."

Kaido raised his head. On that rough face, there was actually a bit of... flattery?

"I heard your dungeon spots are quite tight here. And there are often so blind flies coming to cause trouble."

When he said the word "flies," he intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the group of Marines at the door.

"I am a crude man. I can’t brew coffee, and I can’t cook. But..."

Kaido patted his pectoral muscles, which were like cast steel, producing thump thump muffled sounds.

"This body is still quite sturdy, and I’m passable at fighting. How about... I watch the front door for you?"

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