"By the way, have you forgotten me?" Sonic's voice suddenly rang out, causing Frank Jeff to flinch. He was just about to slip away unnoticed.
- Kamaitachi!!!
There was laughter, and then a loud bang. The main mast of the boat, moored to a simple dock, was cut off by an invisible sharp blade. The upper part of the mast with the sail fell into the water, raising huge waves.
- Oh, shit! - Jeff desperately grabbed his head, squatted down and groaned.
Without a boat, his escape route was lost.
Not to mention the treasures he had accumulated with great difficulty, the important documents, and the fake masters that he couldn't lose even if he wanted to. As a Devil Fruit user, he couldn't just float away from this underground place. Even if someone tried to carry him out on their back, it was doubtful that they would be able to support his 400-pound body without drowning.
"By the way, I don't believe you can swim!" Sonic smiled broadly, put on his black top hat, and looked at Jeff's plump body with deliberate slowness. Then he began to approach him step by step, as if enjoying the moment.
- Okay, don't do that! - Jeff raised his hands, stood up abruptly and involuntarily stepped back. His fat shook, almost tearing his fashionable shirt. - Let's discuss it. There are many treasures here and a Devil Fruit. I will give you everything if you just let me go!
"Are you crazy? If I catch you or kill you, all of this will be mine anyway!" Sonic shook his head with a firm expression, pointing to several large boxes on the pier and the boat. "In other words, you're trying to bribe me with my own things. Hmm… that's another crime!"
"I…" Jeff's face darkened, and he barely restrained himself from cursing.
He had never met such a shameless guy!
"Speaking of which, in this chaotic world full of monsters, it's rare to find a criminal like you with a bounty of 98 million beli, and yet you don't use force to destroy everything," Sonic continued, spreading his hands. "To be honest, I deeply respect an intelligent artist like you. If it weren't for the circumstances, I would gladly receive a landscape or portrait from you with your signature. So don't make it difficult for me, Mr. Jeff!"
- Oh, so you want my drawing! - Jeff's eyes lit up, pride appeared on his face, and he stuck out his belly. - You have good taste! My works have not been in circulation for a long time, but my skills have not deteriorated at all, ha-ha-ha!
- Let's do it this way: you let me go, and I'll draw you a portrait and sign it. How about that?
"This is… a really difficult choice." Sonic frowned, looking as if he was genuinely touched by Jeff's proposal.
Suddenly his face cleared, he clenched his fist and slammed it into his palm.
- Mr. Jeff, I have an idea! Why don't you follow me and become my assistant artist on the ship? I'll find a way to free you, and then I'll announce that you've escaped from prison!
"That sounds good!" Jeff thought, scratched his chin and began to ponder how feasible Sonic's proposal was.
- Mr. Jeff, don't be fooled!
"Stop making plans so loudly!" Amanu and Who's who voices rang out simultaneously.
They looked at each other, then Amanu turned angrily to Sonic:
- This guy is clearly trying to trick you! Don't give in, Mr. Jeff!
- What? - Jeff woke up, noticing the suppressed smile on Sonic's face, and exploded: - You bastard, how dare you play with me!
"Hey, hey, hey! Don't talk nonsense! I'm not playing with you," Sonic said seriously. "If you don't believe me, you can try it. And I think one portrait isn't enough. I want a landscape of Ennis Lobby too!"
"You're a crook, I don't believe you!" Jeff shouted in rage.
If he gets into Enis Lobby, how can he escape?!
"Don't you dare touch Mr. Jeff!" Amanu, losing his patience, rushed towards Sonic, leaving Who's who behind.
"Are you underestimating me, you bastard?" Who's who angrily stood in Aman's way.
"Get away, fat cat!" Amanu yelled, swung his saber and struck.
The blade cut through the air with a howl.
- Iron body!!! - Who's who eyes narrowed. He jumped off his horse and shouted these words loudly and in a low voice.
As soon as he said this, all his muscles tensed up and a barely noticeable flash of light flashed across his body. At the same moment, the knife that Amanu was waving struck him on the head with all its might. There was a loud, piercing sound, like metal hitting metal.
*Loud ringing!*
Sparks flew in all directions!
It seemed as if the knife had struck impenetrable steel. The strong metal blade broke in half, and a fragment of it flew off to the side.
- How can this be?! - Amanu's face was distorted with shock. He looked at the broken knife in his hand, then at the unharmed Who's who, not believing his eyes.
Why was this man's body so hard? He remembered the last time he used the same technique, but the blow had still penetrated his defense.
"Our trained flesh is as hard as iron!" Who's who chuckled, his voice mocking and contemptuous. "But don't compare that talentless loser you met with me!"
"I hate you!" Amanu's face darkened with anger. He took an unsteady step forward and tried to stab Who's who the eye with the broken knife.
- Paper art!!! - Foz Fu nimbly jumped back, his movements were light, as if he was moving with the wind. He avoided the blow at the last moment, and then, stretching out his index finger with a long, sharp nail, he pierced Amanu's chest with lightning speed.
- What? - Amanu's face twisted in pain. He wheezed, blood pouring out of his mouth. He staggered and stepped back, and blood poured out of the wound on his chest.
He tried to cover the wound with his left hand, but blood continued to seep through his fingers, soaking his clothes.
"Better lie down and not move!" Whos who raised the corner of his mouth in a mocking grin and slowly stepped forward, speaking with arrogance. "Because a dog will always be a dog, and it will never defeat a saber-toothed tiger!"
"Yes, I am a dog," Amanu's face twisted into an evil grimace, and he wheezed like an animal. "But you, too, are just a lackey of the World Government!"
"You're going to die!" Who's who frowned upon hearing this. He took the cigarette out of his mouth and threw it in Aman's face.
The wounded Amanu barely managed to close his eyes, but the hot cigarette butt burned his eyelids.
"Finger Gun Madara!!!" Almost at the same time, Who's who rushed forward and appeared in front of Amanu in the blink of an eye. He began to strike his fingers quickly and furiously, as if firing bullets, so fast that only blurred traces remained behind his hands.
*Slap, slap, slap...*
Amanu didn't even have time to resist. In an instant, his body became like a sieve.
Soon Who's who stopped. Amanu's upper body was covered with many bloody wounds.
"Mr. J, Jeff..." Amanu spat out blood, his eyes dimming. He slowly collapsed to the ground, and with his last breath, his body went limp.
(Note: The Malinois is also known as the Belgian Shepherd.)