Does Laboon also want to fight?
Sig glanced at Laboon in the distance, his face filled with relief.
Another strong ally has been added.
The journey through the Grand Line has beco a little more stable.
However, the "Splash Jump" Laboon perford earlier was actually just Laboon's interpretation of a Splash Jump.
In other words.
It was written as "Splash Jump," but it read as "Mountain Press."
That's why it was able to unleash a force akin to a mini tsunami.
Because this was, in fact, the attack thod of this island whale, not so Magikarp imitation.
While Sig and his crew were conversing in the port area, a large group of people with a murderous aura had already begun rushing toward them from afar.
Leading them was a slender woman, followed by a group of burly n in black suits, their muscles almost bursting through the fabric.
It was clear that these people ant trouble.
"It seems the main players have arrived."
Sig glanced into the distance, his heart sinking slightly.
Usopp's Observation Haki was most adept at long-range perception, but he could also roughly sense the strength of the group approaching from afar.
In his perception, these people were no pushovers. Many of them were stronger than the 50-million-berry pirate from earlier.
"So this is the force behind Wanwu Island? Indeed, they're not weak."
Sig thought to himself.
At the sa ti, he maintained a serious expression, already prepared for both a verbal confrontation and a quick escape.
"Are you Sig? The one who attacked our Happy Street patrol team?"
The speaker was a pink-haired woman with a slender figure. Her expression was cold, her chin slightly raised, and her gaze as icy as frost.
Just as Sig was about to speak, another figure suddenly stepped in front of him.
Stussy's eyes showed a hint of surprise as she looked at the woman before her and softly uttered her na:
"Annie?"
When she said this na, Stussy's tone was slightly different from usual.
It was no longer the cautious tone of a cleaner.
Instead, it carried a sense of indifference and arrogance, exuding the authority of soone who had long held a high position.
After hearing this voice, Annie, whose na had been called out, stared at Stussy with growing suspicion.
The look of suspicion on her face grew heavier and heavier, eventually turning into fear.
With a wave of her hand, she imdiately signaled the group of burly n behind her to step back, creating so distance.
Then, she bowed her head humbly and called out:
"Queen..."
"Don't call Queen. Call 'Miss.'"
Before she could finish, Stussy interrupted in a low voice.
Sig, while surprised, couldn't help but think to himself: Is it because being called "Miss" makes her sound younger?
Stussy turned to Sig, the cold and domineering aura of a dark queen fading as a gentle smile appeared on her face.
"Mr. Sig, this is all a misunderstanding."
"These are people from Happy Street, my forr subordinates. They're on our side."
Stussy deliberately lowered her voice, ensuring that only Sig and those close by could hear her words.
But apart from Sig, the bandits all showed expressions of shock and astonishnt.
Sig, on the other hand, maintained a calm facade and nodded slightly, as if this small group of people was beneath his notice.
"Take care of Mr. Sig's ship, and... the whale."
The woman nad Annie was quick-witted and imdiately ordered her subordinates to disperse, then stood obediently behind Stussy.
"The port isn't a good place to talk. Mr. Sig, let's head to Happy Street on Wanwu Island."
Stussy whispered this suggestion.
"So you're the Queen of Happy Street?"
Crocus also showed a hint of surprise, glancing at Stussy and then at Sig.
He suddenly felt that Sig was becoming more and more inscrutable.
The true Queen of Happy Street was actually Sig's subordinate...
"Sig didn't co to Wanwu Island because he's rich, but because..."
"He's one of the forces behind Wanwu Island!"
Crocus sighed inwardly but outwardly praised.
"Sig, it seems I'll be benefiting from your influence this ti. These old bones of mine could use so relaxation at Happy Street."
"It's been many years since I last visited Happy Street..."
The old man's face showed a look of anticipation.
Happy Street...
Sig's pure heart was severely shaken.
Crocus, a man in his sixties, was clearly the type who remained vigorous in his old age.
Or... as a world-class doctor, did he possess so secret dicine that kept him strong despite his age?
Sig suddenly felt that bringing Crocus on board was the right decision.
"Even if Crocus decides to leave the ship later, I'll have to find a way to get that dicine from him..."
Sig secretly made up his mind.
Soon, Sig and his crew, led by the people from Happy Street, gradually walked away.
Only the onlookers in the distance were left confused.
"They didn't fight?"
"What just happened? Why did Sig leave with the people from Happy Street?"
"How boring..."
The crowd gradually dispersed, leaving only a middle-aged gentleman in a hat standing in place, watching Sig and the others leave from afar. He then glanced at the burly n guarding Sig's pirate ship.
"This is big news..."
The middle-aged gentleman carefully tucked a small Den Den Mushi cara into his pocket and quickly left.
......
About half an hour later, as evening approached.
Sig stood at the entrance to Happy Street.
His pure heart was once again severely shaken.
The Happy Street before him completely exceeded his expectations.
It was an incredibly bustling street, filled with a constant stream of people, noisy and lively.
On both sides of the street were various shops. As evening approached, neon signs and colorful lights flashed in the air.
Sig felt as if he had returned to the cities of his previous life, surrounded by the familiar sights of a vibrant nightlife.
Looking at these shops... there were ran shops, seafood restaurants, clothing stores, small taverns, bars, clubs, various restaurants, hotels... but none of the shops Sig was expecting to find.
"This is too normal! It's just an ordinary comrcial street! Why is it called Happy Street? It's not that happy, is it?"
"Why is Stussy called the Queen of the Underworld?"
Sig suddenly felt a sense of disappointnt, his eyes wandering aimlessly along the street.
Then, his footsteps paused, and his gaze focused.
In front of him was a small shop, its walls covered with yellowed parchnt papers, each depicting strange patterns that looked like... maps?
"Ah, sir, are you interested in any of these treasure maps?"
A middle-aged man with a missing front tooth walked out, rubbing his hands together and smiling.
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