Mr.5, Miss Valentine's Day, and the billionaires watched in horror at this scene.
The mighty Mr.1 was defeated by a single punch?
It all happened in the blink of an eye, too fast for them to even react, and Mr.1 was already down.
"Quick!"
"Go check if he's still alive!" Miss Valentine's Day shouted in panic.
A few doctors rushed over to check on Mr.1, but as they felt his weak pulse, they grew anxious.
"He's still alive, but his neck's been severely damaged. His life force is too weak," one of the doctors said urgently.
"Damn it!"
"I order you to save Mr.1!" Miss Valentine's Day shouted angrily.
Mr. 1 was different from her and Mr. 5. Mr. 1 was highly valued by Mr. 0. If Mr. 0 found out that Mr. 1 ran into trouble at Whiskey Peak, he wouldn't let her and Mr. 5 off the hook!
"Y-yes, Miss Valentine!" the doctors hurriedly responded.
"If you keep messing around like this, he really will lose his life. Let me do it..." Daisy said as she instantly appeared beside Mr. 1 and spoke calmly.
Without waiting for their approval, Daisy activated her fruit power and, under the fearful gaze of the onlookers, she severed Mr. 1's head from his body.
They didn't have time to stop her, nor did they dare, as they saw Daisy's hand turn into a surgical scalpel.
Two minutes passed, and Daisy stopped. She had already repaired Mr. 1's damaged neck.
"Alright, he should wake up soon," Daisy said casually, not bothering to pay attention to the stunned onlookers as she went back inside.
"Ryuen, why did you let Daisy save him?" Kuina didn't understand.
The others were also confused. Based on past experiences, Ryuen wouldn't have saved him and might have even finished him off.
"It's nothing. I just want to see if the boss of Baroque Works will show up. After all, I did save his top subordinate," Ryuen said, finishing his drink.
"Ryuen, I feel like your plan might fail. According to the people from their organization, he definitely won't show up publicly here!" Nojiko said confidently.
"It's fine. If he doesn't show up, it's no big deal. By the way, Daisy, we'll meet him eventually," Ryuen said casually.
At that moment, Miss Valentine walked in, looking a bit nervous. "Um... what should we do next, sirs?"
She and Mr. 5 were really unlucky. It was their turn to come to Whiskey Peak on a mission, and they ran into such strong opponents.
Now that Mr. 1 had been defeated, they weren't sure if they would survive, or how Mr. 0 would deal with them afterward.
But now that Mr. 1 had been taken down in one move, Miss Valentine hoped that Mr. 0 wouldn't blame them. After all, the enemy's strength had surpassed theirs by far, and she and Mr. 5 simply didn't have the ability to handle such powerful opponents.
"How about this, Miss Valentine, why don't you contact Crocodile and ask him what he wants to do about this?" Ryuen casually suggested.
Miss Valentine immediately froze, her eyes wide in shock. "So you really know the boss's identity... Are you really from the World Government?"
"Yes... and no. We could be from the World Government, we could be Marines, or we could be someone else entirely," Ryuen said calmly.
"Don't worry. We won't do anything to Baroque Works. And anyway, isn't he still one of the Seven Warlords?" Ryuen added lightly.
"Alright... I'll contact our boss now," Miss Valentine said awkwardly.
"Ha ha ha! No need to be so nervous, Miss! Didn't we just have a good time drinking together?" Daisy laughed as she patted Miss Valentine on the shoulder.
Miss Valentine didn't feel like talking. She even regretted getting mixed up with these people at the banquet earlier!
She silently took out the snail phone and started calling Miss All Sunday, also known as Nico Robin, in Alabasta.
After all, Miss All Sunday had always been the one to handle Baroque Works' affairs, while Mr. 0, the president, rarely showed his face.
Alabasta City, Rainy Grounds, Baroque Works Headquarters, Rainy Night Casino.
"Mr. Crocodile, Mr. 1 should have already arrived at Whiskey Peak. Aren't you worried at all?" Robin asked patiently.
She was already thinking ahead, considering that if the people at Whiskey Peak were really from the World Government, she'd have to prepare for what might happen after Crocodile's downfall.
"Hia~hia~hia~hia~~~"
"Nico Robin, you're getting impatient again…"
"If the World Government invited me to be a Warlord of the Sea, then they won't go back on their word and send people to deal with me."
"After all, the current Warlord group is crucial to the stability of the entire sea!" Crocodile said confidently.
*Brrr brrr brrr...*
Suddenly, their thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the transponder snail. Robin glanced at the ringing snail and said, "It should be the results. Let's see what they have to say."
With that, Robin picked up the transponder snail.
On Whiskey Peak, after Miss Valentine made the call, Ryuen motioned for her to hand the transponder snail to him.
"Miss Valentine, how's it going? Mr.1 should have already reached Whiskey Peak, right?"
When Ryuen picked up the call, he heard Robin's familiar voice on the other end.
"Hi—"
"Hello, Miss Robin. Let me introduce myself. I'm Ryuen, the captain of the Dream Expedition Team."
"Also, tell Crocodile not to worry about Mr.1 and the others. They won't die. We didn't plan on killing them," Ryuen said naturally.
On the other end, Robin was taken aback for a moment.
But she quickly regained her composure and asked, "The Dream Expedition Team... this is the first time I've heard of you. Heh heh heh…
So… Ryuen, are you trying to contact our president, or is there something else you need?"
"Ah..."
Before Robin could finish, a loud scream came from the transponder snail. The voice sounded like the captain of the adventurer group from earlier.
"Hello～"
"Hello, Robin. I'm the navigator on our ship. Our captain got into some trouble, so I'm handling things now," Nami's sweet yet slightly spicy voice came through to Robin.
Robin's expression turned a bit strange. She seemed to recognize that there was a bit of bitterness in Nami's tone. It seemed like...
She didn't need to worry anymore!
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