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"Snore—!! Snore—!!"
Inside a nearby house, two burly men stood guard over the tied-up Sanji. They watched him sleep with a mixture of disbelief and annoyance.
"This guy is really dead to the world. Looks like he won't be waking up until morning," one whispered. Despite the growing commotion outside, Sanji slept like a log. The two men exchanged a glance and decided their vigil was unnecessary. They locked the door and left to join the hunt for the girl.
Inside the dark room, Sanji wore a foolish, blissful grin, a trail of drool escaping the corner of his mouth. "Girls~~ Cute girls~~ Fragrant girls~~ Let's drink more~~"
In the narrow, moonlit alley, Nami was pushing herself to the absolute limit. With tears of panic in her eyes, she screamed as she fled for her life. "Wah ah ah ah!! Goku!! Hurry up!! If you don't show up now, you'll be collecting my corpse!!"
Behind her, a large group of Million officers pursued her relentlessly. "Don't run!! Stop right there!!"
"If you don't stop, we're going to shoot!!"
One of the men, a man named Kuro, drew his pistol. He aimed near her feet, intending to use the sound of the gunshot to shatter her resolve. He didn't believe a woman would keep running once the bullets started flying.
Suddenly, Nami skidded to a halt.
Kuro's finger relaxed on the trigger, a smirk spreading across his face. "Finally scared, huh? That's right. If you cooperate, we won't hurt you."
His colleagues caught up, panting. "Phew! This woman can really move. Good job, Big Brother Kuro. You really have a way with them."
Kuro preened under the praise, but in the dim light of the alley, none of them noticed the small figure that had suddenly appeared in front of Nami.
"Goku! You're finally here!" Nami cried, her joy nearly overwhelming her. "A little later and I would have been a goner!"
Satori poked his head to the right, looking at the crowd of men blocking the path. He tilted his head in confusion. "Nami, are they the danger? Why are they chasing you?"
Nami's voice turned sharp with indignation. "These people stole our money and are trying to silence me! Goku, you have to beat them up!"
Satori's eyebrows shot up. The cheerful innocence vanished, replaced by a fierce anger. He stepped forward, twirling his Ruyi Jingu Bang with a whistle of air before pointing the tip at the group. "Hey! Why did you steal our money?! And why are you trying to hurt Nami?!"
Kuro and his men paused, recognizing the kid. "Huh? How did the brat get out? Weren't the Roux brothers watching him?"
Kuro frowned but didn't seem worried. He didn't answer Satori's question, merely saying, "If you both surrender quietly, we won't hurt you."
Nami, now safely tucked behind Satori's back, shook her fist angrily. "Do you think we're idiots?! Return our money right now or you'll regret it!"
"Heh, just the two of you?" Kuro found it amusing. "Your only real fighter is drugged and tied up. Who are you relying on?"
He looked for panic, but Nami only offered a mocking smile. "Hmph! Sanji is just a backup. You have no idea who you're dealing with!"
Kuro's eyes narrowed. Does she have another companion? But he dismissed it. Their surveillance had shown only three people. He decided she was bluffing. "Tie them up," he ordered, waving his hand to three subordinates.
Nami's Revenge
"Goku, leave these three to me!" Nami announced, stepping out from behind Satori with a fierce aura. "After being chased all over town, I need to vent!"
Seeing only three opponents, Nami's confidence soared. She pulled out her collapsible staff, her training with Satori flashing through her mind. Do you really think I'm easy to bully?
The onlookers began to jeer and whistle. "Hahaha! A show! Don't lose to the girl, boys!"
One of the three subordinates stepped forward, stopping his friends. "I'll take her down myself!"
He lunged, but Nami moved with surprising grace. Crack! Her staff struck him squarely across the face. The man fell backward, unconscious before he hit the ground.
Nami twirled her staff triumphantly. "So he was just a weakling. I thought you were supposed to be professionals!"
Having sparred with a powerhouse like Satori daily, her combat speed and precision were far beyond that of an average thug. The remaining two subordinates exchanged a nervous look and drew their weapons, attacking from both sides.
Clang!! Thump!!
Nami parried the first blade, spun behind the man, and slammed the back of his head with the heavy end of her staff. He collapsed instantly.
The last man swung wildly, but Nami danced around his attacks. Sensing an opening, she lunged forward, thrusting the tip of her staff directly into his groin.
Crack—
The sound of "cracking eggs" seemed to echo through the alley. The man's eyes bulged, his face turned purple, and he slowly sank to his knees, clutching himself. He was completely out of the fight.
A collective chill ran through the crowd of onlookers. Every man there instinctively recoiled, their legs drawing closer together.
This woman is not to be trifled with!!