Compared to the bustling cooking competition, the Barto Club headquarters was completely silent at this time, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn and cold.
Some gang members could no longer stand Basire's momentum. Their legs began to tremble unconsciously and cold sweat broke out on their brows.
"What do you want us to do to calm your anger?!"
Grandma didn't say anything about right or wrong. She has lived for a very long time and clearly knows that in this world, strength comes first, and whoever has the strongest fist has the final say!
As for mentioning all the time Basire spent in the Barto Club before and the fact that it was them who gave him the chance to rise. These words are useless!
She did not expect that this mute would rise so quickly. She remembers how he used to be so respectful with her and so nice with everyone in the family and just couldn't understand how it was that he changed so much.
"I have a persecution delusion. When I think of people still hating me and thinking about taking revenge on me, I want to kill them all!"
"I am also a very petty person. When I think of people who make me very unhappy, I also want to kill them all!"
Basire walked towards Grandma step by step, frightening the gang members to keep retreating. Then he leaned over and smiled in Grandma's ear. His tone was slow and light, like a joke, but full of murderous intent.
Grandma held her crutch tightly with both hands, her pupils suddenly shrank into black dots and kept trembling. She still didn't understand how she provoked this madman.
A few days ago, when she saw the news that Basire killed over two thousand members of the Krieg Pirates alone, she already felt great worry and fear.
Basire is too murderous.
She didn't expect that he would really come back, she still had trouble associating that polite boy from before with the man in front of her.
It seems like now he didn't even care about what Desire would think of him, moreover she is not even on the island now, so who else can stop Basire?
"Let them go please! I will give you my life if you want to kill someone, but please let the Barto Club go..."
She clenched her fists tremblingly and suddenly let out a breath, looking at Basire with pleading in her eyes.
This is the only thing she could do, she knew the Barto Club wouldn't survive another confrontation with Basire, and there was still a Big Daddy pirate group behind him, all of whom were big pirates from East Blue.
Nearly every member of the crew is a vicious criminal with a bounty on their backs!
"Why do you always like to negotiate terms with me!!!"
Basire grabbed the old lady's neck, picked her up violently, and roared fiercely.
'Can't she see clearly where we are standing now?'
'Weak people are not qualified to negotiate terms!'
"Basire!!! Put down Grandma!!!"
A hurried figure rushed in quickly. Bartolomeo panted heavily and yelled angrily at Basire. He looked very ferocious with his sharp teeth.
After he received the message at the cooking competition site, he ran all the way back without daring to slow down at all!
"Who are you barking at?"
Basire pinched the struggling grandma, slowly turned his head, grinned at Bartolomeo, and revealed a bloodthirsty look in his eyes.
"Asshole! Die!"
Bartolomeo roared and rushed towards Basire. In his limited mind, he just wanted to rescue Grandma, and he didn't even consider whether he could beat him, or whether Basire would kill Grandma on the spot.
"You need strength! You can't just shout it out and expect things to work!"
Basire's dark left hand pinched Grandma's neck tightly, and his right fist also turned dark. He quickly charged back and slammed into Bartolomeo who was rushing towards him at a very fast speed.
Bang~!
Bartolomeo was instantly blown away and hit the wall. The wall collapsed, stirring up countless dust.
"Boss Barto!!"
Many members of the gang rushed to the ruins to dig out their boss. Unexpectedly, the usually powerful boss Barto was defeated with just one move.
Most of the gang members raised their spears, knives and swords, all aimed at the rampant Big Daddy Basire.
If Basire didn't have Grandma as a hostage, they would definitely use their guns and shoot this bastard into a sieve!
Seeing Bartolomeo being mercilessly beaten away by Basire, Grandma no longer had any hope of reconciliation.
"Just kill me, but let the rest live!"
"Don't tell me what to do!"
Then he threw her towards the Barto Club symbol located in the hall, smashing it to pieces, just like Basire's original house.
Seeing that there were no hostages in his hands anymore, the panicked gang members immediately shouted and opened fire. The intensive gunshots and cannons sounded instantly, and the violent explosions of artillery fire were heard by the people in the center of Loguetown where the cooking competition was being held.
The sudden explosion and the thick smoke rising into the sky immediately attracted the attention of many people.
"Interesting, is that the captain?"
Kuro adjusted his glasses, chuckled, disappeared into the crowd, and rushed towards the smoke.
"Dammit! Is the Barto Club fighting in this direction?!"
Captain Smoker said unhappily, but he immediately drove his smoking motorcycle to the scene of the incident quickly. No one can act recklessly in his jurisdiction!
Originally, he wanted to relax in this cooking competition today.
As the highest officer of Loguetown Marine Base, he was also invited to be a temporary judge, helping to score the chefs, and trying the food of chefs from various places for free.
But now, his relaxing time was interrupted by these bastards of the Barto Club.
As for these chefs who are competing, no matter whether it is a gang or a pirate group who is fighting, they have to continue to complete their competition anyway, grab the title of East Blue's number one chef this year, and win those rich prizes.
On the sea, a pirate ship with a somewhat feminine pirate flag was quickly returning to Loguetown. A red-haired woman on the ship looked extremely anxious.
Unexpectedly, just a few days after she went out to sea, that man came back.
Hearing the frightened tone of the bartender of the Barto Club bar, she learned that Basire seemed to come back with murderous intent.
Thinking again of Basire's recent massacres against the Krieg Pirates, Arlong Pirates, and Marine battleships, Desire felt an ominous premonition in her heart.
If she had known better, she would have listened to Grandma and gone directly to Basire, joined the Big Daddy Pirates, and worked hard to ease the relationship between the two parties, instead of forming some kind of pirate group herself and wasting so much time recruiting crew members.
Now she can only hope that everything can still be fixed.
However, the current situation seems to be developing in a very bad direction.
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At this time, inside the Barto Club headquarters.
After the billowing smoke from the endless artillery bombardment slowly dissipated, Big Daddy Basire stood there unscathed, and his scarlet eyes made all the members of the Barto Club tremble with fear.