One Piece: Starting with Sign-in Naruto Character Cards

"Too late. They're already here."

Rikuya Kazama smiled slightly, stood up, and stretched lazily.

Douglas Bullet then downed the remaining rum in his wooden mug in one big gulp.

The two walked out of the tavern.

Outside, the entire street was deserted, and at the end of the road stood several armed fish-men.

It was obvious—they had sealed off the entire town.

"A lockdown? Quite the display for just a pirate crew," Bullet sneered.

"Let's go," Rikuya patted Bullet on the shoulder, and the two headed toward the port.

"Stop right there! Come any closer and we won't be so polite!"

A sharp-mouthed fish-man with a spear shouted at them.

But in the next instant, Bullet moved.

With zero suspense, the street was once again left with several lifeless corpses.

From the houses along the street, townsfolk peeking through their windows gasped in terror.

In their eyes, Arlong was already a devil. But the man before them now—he was something far scarier.

As the two approached the port, a pirate ship pulled into dock, flying a flag with two crossed skulls and a red sharp-nosed shark in the center.

"Fast response," Rikuya commented with an amused grin.

"Well, guess we're doing the Navy a favor. Maybe they'll award us with the title of 'Good Pirate' someday," Bullet said casually.

The ship docked, and more than a dozen pirates leapt ashore.

Leading them was a sharp-nosed, saw-toothed fish-man wearing an open casual shirt.

On his left chest was a tattoo of the Sun Pirates' symbol, and on his left forearm, the mark of the Arlong Pirates.

Clearly, this was Arlong, captain of the Arlong Pirates.

Flanking him were two fish-men:

One had six arms, a goofy yet cheerful expression, and a forehead marked with the Sun Pirates' symbol. He was Hatchan (Hachi), later rescued by Luffy, now one of Arlong's officers.

The other had two spiky cannonball-like pigtails, a tattoo on his chest, and a cartilaginous fish appearance. He was Kuroobi, another officer of the Arlong Pirates.

Behind them stood a crowd of Arlong's pirate lackeys.

"You two think you're something, huh? Coming to my turf and causing trouble? Sounds like you're tired of living!"

Arlong barked after landing.

"I'm Douglas Bullet. Ever heard of me?" Bullet said calmly.

"Bu-Bullet?!"

Arlong froze at the name. He stammered.

He had read that morning's World News, which reported that Douglas Bullet, a legendary pirate from the Roger era, had escaped Impel Down alongside a mysterious young man.

Now that the man was standing before him—and the young man beside him matched the one on the paper's front page—he realized he'd kicked the wrong hornet's nest.

Arlong gulped. He had been acting like a king here only because the surrounding villages had no real strength.

But now he was faced with two monsters—his confidence wavered.

"Boss, want me to take care of them?"

Kuroobi asked coldly.

He hadn't read the paper and didn't know who Bullet was.

So he failed to recognize just how dangerous the pair in front of them were.

Arlong's face turned green.

But with so many subordinates around, he couldn't show weakness.

So he forced himself to ask, "What are you two doing here?"

"Oh, nothing much. Just stopped by for a drink. Then some guy from this so-called 'Arlong Pirates' decided to pick a fight... and here we are,"

Rikuya said, arms crossed.

"So this was all just a misunderstanding, huh?

Why don't you two just go on your way? I really don't want to fight today,"

Arlong replied cautiously, trying to de-escalate.

He desperately hoped Rikuya and Bullet would simply walk away.

That way, he could save face.

But clearly, he was hoping for too much.

"Walk away, my ass. Get down and give me three kowtows first!"

Rikuya snapped.

He'd already heard enough of Arlong's atrocities in the area.

To then be spoken to with such arrogance—Rikuya felt utterly insulted.

At those words, Arlong's expression collapsed.

Kuroobi, meanwhile, could no longer hold back.

With a burst of speed, he charged straight toward Rikuya!

As he closed the gap, he threw a powerful punch toward Rikuya's face!

But Rikuya just stood there smiling—without moving an inch.

Just as Kuroobi's fist was about to land, it froze in place!

His fist hung just ten centimeters from Rikuya's face—and yet, that short distance was now an unbridgeable gap.

The next second, Kuroobi coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He looked down in shock at the fist that had struck his gut.

He tried to speak—but realized he no longer had the strength to do even that.