At two o'clock in the afternoon, Douglas, who had only recently been removed from his duties, walked through the streets of town and appeared in a small and inconspicuous bar.

The name of the bar is Yellow Rose, and the furnishings inside are not unusual. In addition, it is not the time of day for guests to come often, and the dance floor area dotted with two or three wine tables is particularly deserted.

However, Douglas wasn't originally here for the hot dancers.

He glanced briefly at the few customers, then walked a few briskly steps to the man at the bar who was pouring himself a drink.

"A glass of whiskey, I please."

Pressing the bills on the table, the young man naturally sat on the man's left side, but his eyes were still looking straight ahead, and he did not linger on the other man.

"I didn't expect to see you here."

"Heh, you're still so calm when you lie." The man shook his head, the jagged stubble seemed to hint at his downfall, but the iconic silver arm was still polished, just like the arrogance of his nature, only temporarily dormant.

Douglas: "I know you're on the line of the Eight Treasures Navy, but Fourth Prince, you really shouldn't come to Peanut Island at this time. ”

Cassio: "I can't help it, the old man is only willing to support my eldest brother, if the dust really settles, he won't let me live." ”

"So you're just going to make a desperate bet and unite the pirates of the Flower Country, disobey the godfather, and disobey the family?" Douglas took a sip of the spirit, then shook his head, "That's just too rash. ”

"Imprudent? Hehe, tell me Douglas, when did you become such a timid incompetent? ”

Cassio glanced at the young man, and there was a hint of sarcasm between his words

"As far as I know, you're not much better off than me, are you? The Golden Rose that was established single-handedly was taken away by the eldest brother like this, and you were so willing to give up? ”

"I obey Ferro's Godfather."

"Don't kid yourself Douglas, remember what I said four years ago? Now, if you're willing to help me, the future of Osiris is in our hands! ”

Cassio stood up and looked at the young man. But Douglas did not take a stand on his proposal.

"Compared with the future, Fourth Prince, you should pay more attention to the current situation."

"Huh?"

"Now that all the family forces on Peanut Island have been taken over by the eldest prince, I can find your traces, can't Prince Vito, who is allied with the Snoopy royal family?"

The young man put down his glass, but the bartender in front of him was long gone.

The silver arm who was reminded looked around, only to find that it was not only the bartender, but also a few customers who were originally scattered at the bar had disappeared unconsciously.

Silver Arm had long been accustomed to the brutal struggle of blood, and he instinctively felt uneasy about such a situation.

However, before he could figure out how to deal with it, the door of the bar was kicked and shattered!

Then, more than a dozen vicious gangsters rushed in with guns and machetes, and rushed straight to the two people at the bar.

… It can be seen that although these people deliberately disguised themselves and made a posture of ruffians and hooligans, their mode of attacking is sophisticated and mature, and they are obviously trained gang members.

The combat effectiveness that a squad like this can exert in a premeditated situation is definitely quite impressive.

But Silver Arm, as a cadre within the family, is also not a good stubble. Although he didn't bring any subordinates with him because of the rush of the trip, he himself can be regarded as a well-known expert in the West China Sea.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable for the sneak attack, Cassio grabbed the round stool in front of the bar and threw it at the gangsters who suddenly broke in.

In the blink of an eye, the superior force turned the furniture into a killing weapon, and it roared and let go of the two gunmen who rushed at the front.

At the same time, the whole person of Silver Arm also pounced like a cheetah, dodging the bullets fired by other barrels, closing the distance and immediately punching back.

The silver prosthetic arm of his left arm is not afraid of the sword, and Cassio's swiftness makes it easy to block counters in one go.

With the help of his ruthless and skillful fighting skills, soon two more gangsters flew out screaming!

It's a pity that an elaborate assassination could not have been so easily defused...

Taking advantage of the fact that the old power of the silver arm was exhausted and the new power was not born, the rest of the gangsters finally seized the opportunity to surround him. Rao is Cassio's combat experience, and he used his left silver arm to block several bullets in a row, but finally he didn't notice that he leaked an empty door behind his back.

In the midst of the chaotic battle, someone saw the opportunity, and an arrow step was attached to Cassio's side shoulder, and the silver arm only felt a sharp pain in his waist, and when he waved his hand to repulse the opponent, the guy had already taken a few steps back and left the attack range of the fourth son.

"Uh-huh..."

Knowing that the situation was not good, Cassio looked down and saw that a dagger had been stabbed into his side.

Silver Arm was fierce in his heart, and immediately pulled out the dagger, but a slight paralyzing sensation quickly swept over half of his body... Poison on the knife!

"Ahem... Despicable villain. ”

"Ha, if you want to blame, blame yourself for being too careless!"

With a sneer, the short, thin man who had just inflicted a heavy blow on the silver arm pulled out a new dagger from his backpack, his eyes full of disdain.

The guy covered his face with a gray scarf, making it difficult to identify him, and his dry, hoarse voice seemed to be disguised, which was also difficult to use as a clue to his real body.

But even so, Douglas, who has been on the edge since the attack, still broke the other party's origin.

"Connery. Hoover... Hey, the eldest prince directly sent you to do this kind of murderous thing, it's too impulsive. ”

A simple sentence made the tense and exciting scene of the chaotic battle fall into a short silence.

Although with Vito's usual style, he actually didn't care that the initiator of this assassination was seen through by outsiders, but before the plan was successful, it was exposed by Douglas, who was staying at the scene, and it was inevitably chaotic for a while.

Fortunately, as one of the henchmen of the eldest prince, Hoover quickly reined in his thoughts after the initial shock... With a wound on his waist and a poisonous silver arm in his body, he was a turtle in an urn, and a shrewd assassin would not shy away from a single Douglas.

Hoover: "You'd better figure out what the consequences would be for meddling in this... Tsk, if it weren't for Miss Freira's face, do you think you'd still be standing here with all your beards and tails? ”

Faced with this unconvincing threat, Douglas shook his head helplessly

"I actually don't want to talk to people like you, because many things can't be explained by your vision."

The young man stood up, and then unbuttoned his coat ... He reached into the pocket of the suit's lining, and with a slight tug, he pulled out the all-white sword as if by magic.

"Let me advise you once, don't slam into my sword."