“Undertaker, how did you get invited to this tea party? This one’s basically a wedding, isn’t it? Won’t someone like you kill the mood?”
“Hmph. If that half-wasted Shipping King Umit can come here, why can’t I? A loan shark like you isn’t exactly qualified to say that about me.”
“Shut up, stingy man. Can’t an Undertaker come to congratulate a wedding?”
While accepting the greetings of those around her, Stussy shot back at Du Feld. In truth, she was mocking everyone here in her heart, who had no idea what lay ahead of them.
“Exactly. Du Feld, the stench of blood on you isn’t any lighter than mine. It’s just that you don’t use a knife to kill.”
No one in the Underworld was clean; it was only a matter of different methods. Du Feld’s loan-sharking business had an impact even greater than that of ordinary assassins.
“All right, everyone. Mama hates being late. Let’s head to the tea party first.”
With a wave of his hand, Perospero created a candy elevator and sent Stussy and the others to the venue where the tea party was being held.
“This tea party leading to hell, make sure you enjoy it. All right, kids, in three minutes you can eat this elevator. Just endure it a little longer.”
Watching the group ride the elevator upward, Perospero muttered to himself. If they accepted Big Mom’s new proposal, they would surely leave intact, but if they refused, then this elevator would become a one-way trip to hell.
After seeing off the important guests, Perospero handed out some lollipops to the children nearby and then left the area.
At the tea party venue, Cracker was arranging the pastries, Katakuri was in charge of the new round of security, and Smoothie had taken on the role of drink distributor.
“What would you like to drink? A giraffe that makes strange noises, lava from Mount Mauli, or a rare tree that’s grown for three hundred years?”
Her Wring-Wring Fruit allowed her to extract juice from all kinds of bizarre objects, which led to an absurd variety of drinks at the tea party. Sometimes even humans would appear on the menu, but today there were some special children present, so adjustments had been made.
“I’ll have lava juice.”
“Then I’ll take tree juice.”
Before long, bubbling red and green liquids appeared in front of Wolff and Meowna. Aside from their bizarre appearance, the flavor and texture were surprisingly good.
Bepo was drawn to the honey pastries nearby, while Wanda and Carrot were not far away. Zeraora was speaking with Katakuri at the moment, but his gaze never left his own children.
As for Tesoro and Kojiro, the two of them had long since started chatting with the people who came to attend the tea party. Stussy and the others were the leaders, but their subordinates could not be ignored either.
And tea parties were not always smooth sailing. At this moment, someone at the entrance refused a body search and tried to force his way in.
Bege’s men were still trying to stop him, but Katakuri directly flicked a candy bean at the man’s head. With a soft pop, the candy bean churned through his brain like a bullet.
“Sweet Commander… Katakuri, why….why did you directly kill this guest?”
“I saw what he was going to do next, so I directly eliminated the possibility of an accident. That’s all there is to it. Bege, do your job. You don’t need to worry about anything else.”
Katakuri’s Future Sight was practically a bug-level ability at this venue. Most people didn’t even need to act. As long as they made a plan in their minds within a short time, he would detect it.
It was only because Bege’s actions weren’t happening here, and there was still a long time before they would take place, that Katakuri hadn’t foreseen any issues.
“That man was… an organ trafficker, Jigra. I never expected him to show up and add to the chaos at a time like this.”
Katakuri wasn’t explaining to Bege; the person he was speaking to was Zeraora.
“The name sounds a bit familiar.”
“Of course it does. His mother was one of the leaders of the Organ Dealing Assassination Group back then. You were the one who took her out. At that time, the Organ Dealing Assassination Group still had ties with us, and Mama even sent him an invitation.”
“But because he was attending a funeral, he didn’t have time to come. Mama was furious, so she killed his father as well.”
In the black market, the Organ Dealing Assassination Group had always accounted for a large share. It was only after the Beasts Pirates forcibly entered the scene with superior military might and wiped them out that the organization nearly vanished from the seas.
However, in the face of enormous profits, some remnants of the group were still active, and others were simply impersonating the organization to carry out similar trades.
Because Katakuri managed many of Totto Land’s affairs, and that period also marked the beginning of contact between the Beasts Pirates and the Big Mom Pirates, he remembered it clearly. Unlike Zeraora, who had long since forgotten it.
Too many people had been killed back then, and he wasn’t in charge of that side of things, so it was impossible for him to remember them all.
“So now their whole family is reunited.”
They were all part of the gray industry, but even within gray industries there was a hierarchy of disdain. At least among the Beasts Pirates, things like organ trafficking and human trafficking were untouchable and despised. The makeup of their upper ranks caused the entire crew to harbor an intense aversion to such practices.
“Not just that. This time, it looks like we can wipe them out completely, fifty… no, around a hundred people have arrived.”
No sooner had Katakuri finished speaking than a group of people charged out from one side. Seeing their familiar style of clothing, Zeraora recalled some things as well.
“They’re not all dead yet?”
“Organ trafficking is big business on the seas. These people have been surviving quite well in the shadows. That they managed to endure until today before coming out for revenge is already no small feat.”
Over the years, many forces had been destroyed at the hands of the Beasts Pirates and the Big Mom Pirates. Quite a few remnants had been accumulating strength, seeking a chance for revenge, and the former Organ Dealing Assassination Group was one of them.
These people had an insufficient understanding of top-tier combat power. They were merely amassing what they believed to be strength, and once they themselves felt ready, they launched their attack.
Boom!
A bolt of lightning struck from a clear sky, and the organ trafficking group, who had just been charging forward through a hail of bullets, were blasted to pieces.
“Daifuku, Oven, what are you two doing? You let a guest handle something this trivial, are you trying to make guests look down on us?”
“These people are different. If it were anyone else, I wouldn’t have interfered.”
Even against enemies, Zeraora’s actions were somewhat overstepping, after all, the Big Mom Pirates were fully capable of dealing with these people themselves.
However, the origins of this group destined them to be mortal enemies of Zeraora, which was why he directly unleashed a bolt of lightning.
“For the sake of family, I can understand your emotions. But from here on, leave the rest to us.”
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