Jotaro didn't even bother looking at Bellamy, directly refusing in a cold, indifferent tone.
"No."
Before Bellamy could flare up, Sarquiss had already spoken first.
"Bellamy's treating you to a drink, and you dare refuse? You little punk, drink it down for me!"
After learning that Jotaro was Nami and Vivi's companion, Sarquiss's heart became a little unbalanced.
Don't be fooled by him having women on his arms all the time, no matter where he goes, beauties always surrounding him, but in truth, that was all paid for.
His womanizing didn't rely on personal charm, but on money. Just the daily expenses of picking up women was already a massive cost.
Yet those poor, lowly commoners only had to pretend to be like Jotaro, swaggering about and cheating, and they could attract women.
There were even rumors that queens of kingdoms had fallen for it.
'What kind of world is this!'
Sarquiss cursed inwardly, venting all the anger he had just suffered at Nami onto Jotaro.
He snatched the wine glass in front of Jotaro and lifted it high.
"Don't wanna drink? Then I'll feed it to you."
He tilted the glass and poured the wine down onto the brim of Jotaro's hat.
Jotaro's face darkened, yellowish wine sliding down from the brim of his hat, drop by drop falling onto the bar counter in front of him.
Clang!
With a loud crash, Sarquiss smashed the glass into pieces.
He still didn't feel satisfied.
"Don't say you're just that idiot's imitator, even if the real him were here today, he'd have to lick every drop of wine in this place clean like a dog."
Saying this, Sarquiss intended to push Jotaro's head down.
Around them, pirates egged on, jeered, mocked, and laughed, looking like they couldn't wait for the trouble to grow bigger.
Muret shook her head, sighed, and looked very disappointed.
"Really boring. Every time Bellamy and the others catch one of these imitators, they always humiliate them harshly. But these imitators never dare resist."
"After all, Bellamy's 55 million bounty is real. He's a vicious criminal from the North Sea. There's no exaggeration in that bounty at all."
Nami acted like she didn't hear her words, her pretty face turning pale, lips trembling.
"It's over!"
Having been with Jotaro for so long, she already understood his temperament very clearly.
This man on the surface seemed cold, and his behavior was rough.
What she couldn't stand the most was, when talking to a lady like her, his attitude wasn't just lacking courtesy, sometimes "terrible" wasn't even enough to describe it.
But deep inside, he was still gentle.
Even when dealing with enemies, he usually didn't go for the kill.
Like when the Shandia tribe's guerillas attacked him out of nowhere, he just used Conqueror's Haki to knock them all out cold, a small punishment.
Because Jotaro knew those people weren't truly evil in nature, and besides, they hadn't really pissed him off.
Of course, the latter was the most important part.
This man was extremely vengeful. If someone pissed him off, then even if they weren't terrible enemies, he would still make sure they looked bad.
"He really is finished…"
Muret's voice cut off abruptly, her eyes widening. The scene before her was nothing like she had imagined.
Bang!
The muffled sound of a skull colliding with the ground echoed through the tavern.
But the one kissing the ground wasn't Jotaro, it was Sarquiss.
The moment Sarquiss tried to make a move, Jotaro leaned back, stood up quickly, and with his broad palm gripping Sarquiss's hair, he slammed his head fiercely into the ground.
He wasn't the type like Luffy, who'd just let himself get beaten or insulted for no reason.
On the contrary, if someone provoked him, he took it as that person having already accepted the consequences, and he would immediately strike back. Even if the other ended up dead, that would be their problem.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
"Don't act tough with me, you idiot!"
After Sarquiss's forehead kissed the ground, Jotaro didn't stop. Instead, he used his hand to lift his head again and again, slamming it hard into the floor repeatedly.
Blood splattered everywhere, Sarquiss's entire face was already twisted out of shape.
The pirates around them watched with terror, the smiles they had before now frozen stiff on their faces.
"Are we seeing this right?"
"That's Sarquiss, the pirate with a 38 million bounty on the Grand Line!"
"He's actually being beaten by this guy without even a chance to fight back."
"Just who is he? Looks like Sarquiss picked a fight with a real monster this time."
Muret recalled what Nami had said earlier, and shuddered, turning her head sharply toward her.
"Could it be… he really is that Jotaro? The man with a 1 billion bounty?"
Nami grinned proudly. "I told you already. If you anger him, you'd better pray for yourselves. He's a man who can go toe to toe with Whitebeard!"
When Jotaro fought Sarquiss, he didn't use Haki, didn't use his Stand, it was purely his physical strength.
Even so, Sarquiss couldn't resist in the slightest.
"Hel… help me… Bellamy…"
"This… guy… something's… wrong…"
Since Jotaro hadn't gone full force, Sarquiss's consciousness hadn't yet faded completely. Mumbling unclear words, he begged Bellamy for help.
Bellamy was surprised at Jotaro's display of strength, but he had no intention of saving Sarquiss.
"Sarquiss, you're no longer my companion. After today, I'll pick someone else to replace you as vice-captain."
"How… how could this be…" Sarquiss never thought Bellamy would be so heartless, abandoning him at this moment.
Bellamy laughed cruelly. "In the pirates' new era, only the truly strong can survive. If you can't even deal with this kind of guy, trash like you should disappear early!"
Sarquiss's heart went cold. Trembling, he turned his mangled face toward Jotaro.
"Sp… spare… spare me… please… spare… me…"
Bang!
"What are you saying, I can't hear you!"
Once again, Jotaro slammed Sarquiss's head into the ground, pressing against the back of his skull as he said coldly.
"Uhh… uhh…"
With his face mashed into the floor, he couldn't make a sound anymore.
What Jotaro was doing made the pirates in the tavern shiver in fear.
In this world, people didn't go to school from childhood. Reaching a certain age and becoming hooligans was an everyday thing.
Most of the pirates present had gone through something like that.
But looking at the Jotaro before their eyes, they couldn't help but sigh, 'This is what a real hooligan is.'
In the end, Jotaro couldn't be bothered to continue teaching Sarquiss a lesson. He let go of his hair, kicked him in the stomach, and sent him flying away.
Sarquiss lay in the center of the tavern like a dead pig, not moving an inch.
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