I, Broly, began by destroying the pirate world.

28 Tesoro: Loyalty! Sincerity!

"ah?!"

Hancock stared wide-eyed at her usually respectful grandmother in disbelief, her chest heaving with anger, her beautiful eyes practically spitting fire.

That old hag, she actually sold herself like that?

She was about to unleash a torrent of curses when her wrist was suddenly grabbed from behind.

Torritoma strode forward, pressed her shoulders tightly, and gave her urgent instructions with his eyes, desperately signaling her not to make any rash moves.

Hancock listened to Torituma the most, and when she met his gaze, she suppressed her anger and ultimately did not dare to lash out in public.

Torritoma breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help shaking his head and sighing inwardly: This silly child, how can he not see the current situation?

Broly is only three years old!

He has such terrifying power at the age of three. What will he be like when he grows up?

To be able to get close to such a person is like rising to the top in one step. What reason would this girl have to refuse?

However, Broly's next response left everyone on the ship speechless.

"Never mind, no need."

He lazily shook his hand, decisively rejecting his mother-in-law's suggestion.

Everyone looked at each other, their faces filled with disbelief—Broly's attitude just now clearly showed that he was quite interested in Hancock, so how could he just reject her like that?

Broly's thoughts are actually quite simple.

He had no interest in spending time pursuing any anime female characters, especially since there were countless beauties on this high seas, and Hancock was nothing special to him.

Hearing this dismissive refusal, Hancock's already simmering anger exploded instantly.

She was trembling with rage, her inner voice screaming: What do you mean? You little brat, you think you can look down on me?!

She was about to argue angrily when Torritoma grabbed her wrist tightly, his eyes full of warning.

Hancock could only stomp her foot in frustration and reluctantly step aside.

Over the next few days, Tesoro and his group of slaves surrounded the female crew members of the Kuja Pirates, talking incessantly and vividly about their experiences in Mary Geoise.

The most memorable and dramatic scene is undoubtedly Broly's rampage in the Holy Land.

Hancock, who was on her first voyage, listened intently, but couldn't help but purse her lips and mutter to herself: "Pshaw, is he really that good?" She felt that this green-haired guy and the group of guys dressed like beggars were clearly exaggerating.

Thinking this, she glanced again at the three Celestial Dragons tied to the ship's mast and couldn't help but scoff.

With such a pathetic, crying-for-him-parents attitude, he's supposed to be a "god" who rules the world? It seems the outside world isn't all that great after all.

If one were to use a single idiom to describe Hancock at this moment, it would be "arrogant and conceited."

But that's fine, at least she won't have the deep-seated fear of the World Government and the Celestial Dragons that she had in the original story.

After all, in her mind, Celestial Dragons = trash, and this impression had gradually become deeply ingrained.

Hancock and the other female pirates were full of doubt, but Granny and Toritoma, the two former emperors of Amazon Lily, believed Tesoro's words without a doubt.

They were well-informed and knew better than anyone the horrors of the world government.

Especially Granny, recalling the once-powerful Knox, who ultimately perished at the hands of the World Government, and Gringle, who personally beheaded Knox, was now tied to the ship's mast like a dead dog—this was enough to prove just how terrifying Broly's power was.

"Lord Broly," Granny seized an opportunity, mustered her courage, and stepped forward to speak, her tone cautious and tentative, though she hadn't given up on pushing Hancock to him. "Is there something important that brings you to Water Seven?"

Even though she had been rejected before, her mother-in-law didn't want to miss the opportunity to build a relationship with Broly.

If this little devil ever realizes he's been humiliated and goes back to cause trouble for the Kuja Pirates, then we'll be in big trouble.

"Build a ship."

Broly didn't even look up, his gaze fixed on the newspaper in his hand, his tone nonchalant.

Today's newspaper just happened to carry news about Yixiao.

The report states that this newcomer recently caused quite a stir in another sea area in the first half of the Grand Line, resulting in a bounty of 166 million Berries. For a fledgling pirate, this is already a rather astonishing amount, but compared to Broly's 10 billion Berries bounty, it's simply insignificant.

However, what really made Broly lose his composure was the nickname the Navy gave Issho—the Fierce Tiger.

The moment Broly saw those four words, he spat out a mouthful of milk onto the newspaper, his mouth twitching wildly: Absolute Ferocious Tiger? Why not just call it "The Empire's Absolute Ferocious Tiger"?

Tsk, although Yixiao later became a general and his code name included the word "Tiger," this nickname is really incredibly corny.

Upon hearing Broly's answer, Grandma nodded in sudden understanding.

Water Seven has the world's top shipyards, so it's perfectly reasonable for him to go there to build ships.

A week's journey passed in the blink of an eye.

Broly and his crew's warship, along with the Kuja Pirates' ship, finally arrived at Water Seven, the world's largest trading city and a renowned shipbuilding capital.

As soon as the ship docked, the crowd on the pier instantly stirred.

A group of ragged slaves surrounding a group of fierce female pirates dressed in Amazonian-style clothing—such a combination is eye-catching enough in itself.

When the crowd saw the child walking at the very front, they instantly erupted in chaos.

"It's him! It's Broly!"

"That devil child with a 100 billion Berries bounty! What's he doing in Water Seven?!"

"Run! Run!!"

Whether they were ordinary citizens watching the spectacle or pirates mingling at the docks, everyone was terrified, screaming and turning to run into the city. The chaos even led to a stampede.

The screams that rose and fell were quickly drowned out by the sound of hurried footsteps.

Broly raised an eyebrow, looking at the now-empty dock, somewhat speechless.

He wanted to ask someone where Tom was, but everyone had disappeared.

Just then, a loud command came from behind.

"Attention, everyone!"

Tezzoro's voice echoed across the dock.

Hundreds of slaves lined up at lightning speed, their backs ramrod straight, hands behind their backs, legs shoulder-width apart, their movements perfectly synchronized, like a well-trained army.

Immediately afterward, Tezzoro raised his right arm, his voice filled with fervent reverence: "Salute to the great Lord Broly!"

"loyalty!"

Hundreds of voices shouted in unison, shaking the sea and causing ripples to spread across its surface.

Tesoro watched this scene with satisfaction; it was the result of a whole week of hard training with his brothers.

Broly was completely stunned by the scene before him.

What's going on with this sense of déjà vu?