Chapter 1194 - 699: O’hara’s Products Are Always Premium!_3

"Did I tell you to pay? I just said I didn’t have any money! No money, no go! You’re the one who insisted on coming! You’re the scoundrel, not me! Why do I have to cover this part of the money? I’m not doing it!"

"Do you want to fight?"

"Bring it on! I think you’re eyeing the goods I snatched! If you’re tough enough, go snatch it yourself! This is O’hara territory, and you want to take me on here?"

"What’s so special about O’hara! You’ve taken over all of O’hara, have you! I see half of your ship is still stuck outside the boundary!"

The Pirate with bristly hair pointed to a protruding rectangular black-red stone on the nearby sea and shouted, "As long as half is in, it doesn’t count!"

"Then my other half is inside! Do you dare to hit me! Do you dare! Disaster Pirates will trouble you!"

"If you’ve got guts, then go out and fight!"

"If you’re capable, fight here!"

The sparks almost flew between their gazes as they glared at each other. Besides their verbal clash, their hands gripping weapons bulged with veins as they trembled, but they didn’t move.

Their pirate lackeys sneered and hollered, preparing stances.

As for whether they’d actually fight...

Both ships, in fact, carried goods. They wouldn’t fight now, one wanted to seize the opportunity for more goods, and the other didn’t want to give in.

This was O’hara, recently under the rule of the newly crowned Pirate Emperor Disaster, and no one dared cause trouble here.

But there were always those not afraid of death.

"Boss, what are you afraid of! We’re free Pirates, let’s take them down and steal their goods! Disaster is just a..."

Bam!

Before the newcomer finished their sentence, a nearby pirate swung an iron rod and smashed it into the back of his head, driving him onto the deck.

The iron rod left a deep dent in his head, and after a twitch, he stopped moving.

"Hey!"

The bristly-haired captain turned to glare at the pirate who struck, but before he could finish speaking, he noticed something off in the gazes of those around him. They were staring in one direction silently, eyes filled with dread.

The captain turned to look, his pupils contracting. In his line of sight, a pirate ship appeared on the sea.

Fluttering atop was the Starry Sky Skull Flag that all pirates now knew well!

Disaster Pirates!

The pirate ship approached the two ships quickly and stopped there.

Allowing everyone to clearly see the person standing on the deck.

With brown skin, eyes under his headscarf filled with severity and a sinister gaze, like a demon looking to tear into prey, making everyone’s skin crawl.

’Demon’ Gin!

"Causing trouble?" Gin spoke faintly.

"No!"

"Not at all!"

The two captains quickly shook their heads.

"Master Gin! Please judge fairly! This guy owes me money and won’t pay..."

But soon, the bristly-haired captain explained the whole story, and the other party naturally argued back.

Both had reasons, and neither would give in, the standoff continued.

"Just for something like this? You’ve blocked my patrol route, and this place is near the boundary stone, on a navigational route. Is it maliciously blocking other ships from approaching?"

Gin swept them with a sinister glance, and without waiting for them to speak, extended a hand, melting the mace in his hand into molten iron, forming into a fiery, flowing mass.

"To solve it, it’s simple."

"You two don’t move, I’ll throw a punch. If this molten thing passes through your center, then it’s settled, and you leave or enter as you like."

"We’ll leave right away!"

The two captains spoke in unison, quickly turning their ships around, each entering O’hara territory from different directions.

"Hmph! Master Sage has re-opened his business, and you dare make trouble... If not for the need, I invited you, otherwise, I’d make you stay here today!" Gin coldly snorted as he watched the two ships sail away.

Didn’t pass through?

How simple that would be.

If it hadn’t passed through, they’d be dead, no need to argue further.