With a loud rumble, the Ark Maxim shook violently.
The government vessel carrying agents rammed straight into the hull of the Ark Maxim.
They belonged to the CP organization, government intelligence agents. Though not the high-end forces like CP9 or CP0, their strength was still not weak, far stronger than ordinary Navy soldiers.
"This is the place. Get on board! According to Chief Spandam's orders, kill every criminal on this ship, leave no survivors!"
They all rushed on board in a frenzy, wreaking havoc.
Nezuko stopped them at once, but there were just too many.
Blocked by CP6's Jerry and CP7's Wanze, the others took the chance to destroy the ship's mast, rudder, and other important structures.
The mast collapsed, and the antennas mounted on it were also completely destroyed.
Seeing this, wisps of cold air emanated from Nezuko's body.
These were all devices Jotaro had painstakingly set up, consuming much of his effort, and now they were ruined by these people.
How could she not be angry.
"This little girl looks delicate, but who would've thought she'd have such strength. But your attacks are useless against us, we've been specially trained."
"Though we haven't mastered all of the Navy's Six Styles, we have learned one or two."
Using Iron Body for defense, Nezuko's attacks were completely painless to them.
Never expecting their target this time to be such a cute young girl, Jerry was rather excited, feeling no sense of danger at all, looking at her with a grinning face.
"Is that so?" Nezuko's pink eyes stared at the two. Her pupils gradually filled with blood, her delicate figure growing larger at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Hm?"
One second, the girl still looked harmless; the next, her body was brimming with coldness and killing intent.
Jerry and Wanze were both somewhat stunned.
"How about now!"
Nezuko's figure suddenly appeared before Jerry, her foot sinking into his abdomen.
"Ugh!"
Jerry's mouth gaped open, his eyes bulged, and before he could even cry out, Nezuko's other foot struck his body.
"Iron… Iron… Iron Body!"
He panicked, using one of the Six Styles' defensive techniques.
Bang!
Wooden splinters exploded across the deck. Jerry rolled away, Iron Body had no effect.
'What terrifying strength!'
Nezuko never intended to let him off. She leapt to his side.
"Spare… spare me! I know I was wrong! I shouldn't have looked down on you!"
Jerry pleaded again and again.
He knew clearly that if this girl landed two more kicks, even if he didn't die, he'd end up crippled.
Nezuko tilted her beautiful face slightly upward, but only looked down on him from the corner of her eye, the corner of her mouth lifting in a strange, chilling smile.
"Too late! You've already completely pissed me off!"
Bang! Bang! Bang…
Wanze, standing off to the side, shuddered just watching.
'This girl is ruthless!'
Every strike hit a vital part, not the face, then the groin.
"Stop it now!" he roared.
If she wasn't stopped, his comrade being disfigured was minor, losing his manhood was major.
Nezuko kicked the incapacitated Jerry flying, then turned toward Wanze behind her.
She wiped the blood spattered across her face, baring sharp teeth in a grin, "Don't worry, you're next!".
After demonizing, Nezuko was especially violent. Though she didn't eat people, she did enjoy seeing fresh blood bloom before her.
And under the influence of that delinquent Jotaro, her fighting style was practically identical to his.
The only difference, he used fists, she used feet.
"Ramen Secret Art!"
Seeing Nezuko's focus on him, Wanze wasted no time in using his ultimate move, donning a battle suit made of ramen.
"My defense is above Jerry's, just try it…"
Before he finished speaking, Nezuko had already appeared in front of him, landing a merciless kick against his battle suit.
The terrifying force penetrated his body, smashing the railing behind him to pieces.
She could use Haki as well.
Beating this kind of rookie who hadn't even fully mastered the Six Styles was simply fish-blasting.
"Ugh…" Blood gushed endlessly from Wanze's mouth as Nezuko kicked him several more times, his end even worse than Jerry's.
"Commander Jerry, Commander Wanze, we've found another criminal on the lower deck!"
CP agents dragged Mr. 9 up to the deck, but the scene before them left them stunned.
Their commanders lay sprawled on the ground like wild dogs, life or death unknown.
"Mr. 9!!"
Nezuko looked at the blood-covered Mr. 9, her eyes instantly turning cold, chilling to the extreme.
Alabasta's climate was scorching hot, yet here, every person felt bone-piercing cold.
"You… you… what do you want to do!"
An uncontrollable fear sprouted in their hearts.
Silent, Nezuko's snow-pale hands stretched from beneath her kimono, fingernails sharp as blades, glinting coldly.
She turned into a blur, streaking past the CP agents at extreme speed.
In the air bloomed sprays of blood, dazzling and tragic.
The CP agents collapsed without a sound.
Nezuko turned and supported Mr. 9.
"Are you alright?"
Mr. 9's body was drenched in blood, it was clear a fierce battle had taken place with the CP agents.
"Don't worry about me! Hurry… cough, cough…"
Nezuko asked with concern, "It's alright, speak slowly. I've already dealt with the enemies."
Mr. 9 caught his breath, enduring the pain.
"Listen, the despicable government wants to…"
Suddenly, heaven and earth paled. The overwhelming pressure that swept forth clenched Mr. 9's chest, cutting off his breath.
Nezuko also turned back in shock.
She was slightly better off than Mr. 9, but it was only barely holding on.
"Conqueror's Haki!"
Another enemy.
And a powerful one.
"Say it later."
Nezuko let Mr. 9 lean aside, her face solemn as she stood up, her eyes fixed on the woman who had stepped onto the ship at some unknown time.
She was tall, carried herself with arrogance, breathtakingly beautiful.
The newcomer was none other than one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, Empress Boa Hancock.
"So beautiful…"
Nezuko, stunned by her beauty, unconsciously spoke the two words.
The killing intent in the air instantly dissolved.
Hancock's frosty cheeks flushed red, her gaze dodging, her jade-like fingers pointing at Nezuko.
"St-st-stupid! Even if you praise me, I won't let you off!"
Nezuko's looks were also peerlessly beautiful, in no way inferior.
Moreover, her gaze was pure and her tone sincere, such praise was completely from the heart.
Being sincerely praised by a beauty no less than herself, Hancock could never truly be unhappy.
In less than a second, she had already removed Nezuko from the ranks of her enemies.
Forcing herself to maintain her imperial dignity, she said coldly, "This is Jotaro Kujo's ship, isn't it? Hurry and bring him out to die! My time is precious!"
At her words, the amazement in Nezuko's eyes instantly vanished. In her vision, Hancock's body was marked with only two large words, Ugly Woman.
"I won't let you succeed!"
Even facing the Empress's terrifying aura, Nezuko showed no fear, her voice firm.
Through Observation Haki, Hancock had already sensed Jotaro wasn't on the ship, and also saw Nezuko's attempt to stall.
But she didn't expose it.
Truth be told, she was here to slack off.
The World Government had forced the Seven Warlords into alliance against Jotaro, on the surface, she needed to put up appearances.
She hated men.
If Jotaro appeared before her, perhaps she would act.
But if he didn't show up, she was too lazy to bother searching.
As for the other Warlords, she had no interest in them either.
After the meeting ended, when they learned Jotaro was in Alabasta, they went their separate ways, with no thought of working together.
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