One Piece: Six Styles of the Emperor

"Call your person in charge to come out! Hurry!!"

In the lobby of the luxury cruise ship, the noisy arguments attracted many passengers to watch.

For most gentlemen and ladies from aristocratic and wealthy families who have no worries about food and clothing, sometimes unexpected conflicts make them feel fresh.

After all, happiness is sometimes built on the pain of others.

"Guest, please calm down. We are also looking for a solution to the problem."

"Yes, please calm down. It's not easy for us to deal with you shouting so loudly."

Seeing the owner's trouble getting bigger and bigger, several security guards and waiters had stern expressions and struggled to persuade him. The person who was arguing with them was a young man with dark purple hair and gloomy eyes. He was in his early twenties, with his nostrils raised and spitting out anger.

After he heard the words to persuade him to retreat, not only did he not calm down, but his face became slightly ferocious, and he shouted more and more fiercely, "Don't you understand? I lost something very important. Do you know what's going on with the security on your ship?" ah!"

"The criminal who committed the theft must still be hiding on this boat! Why are you still standing there?"

"Why don't you help me find it quickly!"

"By the way, get out of here, all you bastards who can't care about this matter, and call someone who can take charge of this matter!"

The purple-haired young man suddenly understood, glanced at the waiter with disdain, and slammed his palms on the table.

"Give way, please give way."

Among the separated crowds, uniformed administrators finally rushed over. While wiping his cold sweat, he bowed his head to the purple-haired young man and said, "I am the deputy captain of this ship. Gentleman, please calm down. How about we discuss the solution again?"

"You are the manager, right?" The purple-haired young man glanced at him with a sneer, "Let me tell you first, not even the ship I am on can afford to pay for the things lost here!"

"Then have you thought of any solution?" the manager said with a pale face.

"It's very simple." The purple-haired young man looked around at the crowd and said gloomily, "The person who stole my things must still be on the ship. I want to search every room here!"

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

"We didn't take it, so why should we search our room?"

"It's so funny."

The surrounding passengers couldn't help but started talking about it.

"Hmph, who knows if any of you are thieves." The purple-haired young man said gloomily and decisively.

"Searching all the rooms is against the rules."

The manager hesitated with a look of embarrassment on his face. For him, the passengers who could buy luxury aristocratic tickets to board the ship were either rich or noble, and not one of them could be easily offended.

"Don't worry, of course others wouldn't dare to do this, but I have the qualifications!"

The purple-haired young man changed his voice, raised a cross-marked identity card, and said proudly, "Do you know who I am? My name is Spandam, and my father is a high-level executive of an agency directly under the World Government. ——Spandyne!”

"Now, someone on the ship has stolen the iron box containing confidential information from us, so we are conducting a routine search. Anyone who disobeys is an enemy of the World Government!"

As soon as Spandam's domineering official words came out, the expressions of the nobles present changed slightly.

World Government, with more than 170 kingdoms joining, has been the absolute controller of the world for hundreds of years. As long as it involves the officials of the world government, as long as the noble status is not capped, that is, the level of a Celestial Dragon, they will instinctively be wary of three points.

Except for those pirate forces who have their heads tied to their belts and are fearless, any force must learn to bow their heads and compromise before the World Government. [The revolutionary army has not yet begun to establish its forces]

"It turns out it's the chief of a government agency. I'm so rude." The manager responded very quickly, nodded and said with a smile, "Of course we cooperate with the chief's work, and I believe the passengers on the ship will not have any objections to this."

The surrounding passengers were all speechless now, and hurriedly dispersed from the lobby and returned to their rooms.

"Okay then, let's start the search." Spandam snorted and waved to the young man wearing a peaked cap who stood silently beside him.

The boy in the peaked hat stepped forward and whispered, "Master Spangdam, if your behavior outside is reported to Mr. Spangdam, it will be a bit troublesome."

"I'm not afraid of trouble, what are you afraid of?"

"If you provoke someone who is difficult to deal with, I won't be able to protect your personal safety," the boy in the peaked hat shrugged lazily.

"Stop talking nonsense, do you still want to be a member of CP9?" Spandam ordered, "Use your ability to find the lost iron box for me immediately."

He said gloomily to himself, "That is something provided to the Celestial Dragon nobles. There must be no mistakes."

"I know." The boy in the peaked hat spread his hands, showing little interest.

Compulsorily, Spandam took the boy in the peaked cap and began to search every room on the ship step by step.

Under the bullying label of world government officials, many people not only did not show any discomfort, but also cooperated with the inspection obediently.

The search was fruitless until the boy in the peaked hat walked to the door of a room. Before knocking on the door, he stopped moving his hands and sniffed slightly in front of the door.

"Why are you standing there? I want them to open the door." Spandam from behind urged impatiently.

"understood."

The boy in the peaked hat quarreled and was about to knock on the door, but unexpectedly the door in front of him suddenly opened. The tall and burly Amen stood on the threshold, completely blocking the front and unable to see the scene in the room inside.

"You have disturbed my young master's rest." Amen said in a deep voice.

"Well, something has been stolen from us. We need to go in and search it." The boy in the peaked hat said lazily.

"What if I don't give it?"

Amen remained motionless, his expression unchanged at all.

"I advise you to get out of the way quickly and don't make me angry."

Spandam stepped forward arrogantly, put his hands on Amen's body, and was about to push him away.

"You made the first move."

Amen said to himself, squinting his eyes and staring at Spandam. The moment he acted domineeringly, he took action without any hesitation.

His palm was swung like a heavy cold weapon and struck quickly with strong wind.

Spandam was still confused and couldn't react. The boy in the peaked cap next to him had his pupils constricted, his lazy aura suddenly became fierce, and he shouted, "Danger, get out of the way!"

next moment--

Amen slapped his powerful palm down, and the boy in the peaked hat quickly changed his figure, blocked Spandam in front of him, and directly received the attack with clenched fists.

"Oh!"

The dull sound of melee combat rang out. Neither of the two wanted to please the other. They maintained the confrontation posture of flesh palms against bare fists, staring at each other high and low.

Amen frowned and said, "What a powerful force, you are not an ordinary person."

"Each each other."

The sharp eyes of the boy in the peaked cap flashed with a faint green light like a wild beast.