One Piece: Groudon the Beasts

Chapter 111 Long time no see!

Underground arena.

Goode stared at Bakala as she left.

Whitebeard, Admiral, Whole Cake Island.
Since leaving Wano Country, important figures from various factions have appeared before him one after another, and he has even encountered Tesoro's subordinates, giving him the illusion that the world is very small.

Well, the new world is indeed quite small.

“Mr. Goode, staring at other women while you have a female companion makes me feel unattractive.”

Stussy pinched Goode and snorted in dissatisfaction, "That Bakala had her eye on us the moment we came in."

"Really."

Goode looked away.

He didn't notice.

Although he has mastered Observation Haki, maintaining it requires sufficient concentration. He will not consciously perceive anything other than strong fluctuations such as killing intent or attack.

Now that he's a famous figure, it's normal for various forces to be eyeing him.

Just like the woman next to her.

"Let's go."

The underground space is large, but the layout is not much different from the above-ground space. It is also a series of arenas, but the arenas are much smaller, and most of them are in the form of octagonal cages.

With the constraints of the octagon, gladiators' battles naturally become much bloodier, and customers can also place bets.

Stussy lowered his voice and said, "All the gladiators here can be bought with money. If you want to buy a gladiator, I can pay for it for you first."

"Thank you."

Goode thanked him.

He really does have that plan.

Putting aside Flying Six, the community on Beehive Island will be completed soon, as will his Groudon Real Estate Company.

There is a severe shortage of manpower.

He has no intention of transferring people from the beasts.

After talking with Guernica that day, Guernica got everything done the next day, with ridiculously high efficiency.

Therefore, his real estate company is a legitimate company, at least on the surface. The people he employs may not be legitimate, but it's best if they don't have any connection with animals.

It's not that he wants to divide things up. His subordinates can help him kill people and collect debts, but they can't be community security guards. Those idiots only cause trouble.

Therefore, he had to recruit a new team.

Goode watched for a short while and soon spotted something that interested him.

A furry dog.

He vividly remembered the Mink Tribe's fighting prowess; they possessed not only formidable physiques and the ability to generate electricity, but also an astonishingly enhanced Sulong form.

Comparable to Zoan-type Awakening!
Unfortunately, the furry dogs in the octagon were not very strong and were quickly beaten by their opponents, leaving them covered in blood and on the verge of death.

Without any extra kindness, Goode continued browsing for a while.

There are quite a few rare races, such as the Mink Tribe, the Longarm Tribe, and the Fishmen, and their prices are much higher than those of human gladiators.

"Idiot, get up!"

"Fight!"

"Kill her! Kill her!"

Suddenly, a commotion reached my ears.

Goode looked at the octagonal cage surrounded by a large number of tourists in the distance and immediately became interested. The fact that so many people were watching meant that the fighters were quite strong.

"Go and see."

When he arrived at the octagon, he was surprised to find that the intense battle was completely different from what he had imagined.

Inside the octagon, the slender girl crouched down, covering her head and repeatedly saying "I'm sorry," but her opponent showed no sign of stopping, instead intensifying her punches.

Blood continued to splatter onto the ground.

But the frail girl still did not resist.

"Kill her! Kill her!"

"Get up quickly!"

The bettors shouted more vehemently, and both sides had supporters.

Good stroked his chin.

Such a one-sided battle is not interesting at all. To say that bullying little girls can make people happy is a bit too perverse.

There are also bizarre odds.

The girl's odds are lower than her opponent's!

When Stussy saw the girl, he couldn't help but let out a soft "hmm".

"is her."

"You know her?"

Good looked at Stussy with surprise.

Stussy hesitated slightly, then nodded.

"I've met you once before."

"."

Goode's eyes flickered slightly.

Stussy's expression just now clearly showed some surprise, which meant that she hadn't expected to see the girl here, implying that she had seen the girl elsewhere. This was a slave arena, and all the gladiators were slaves, while there were two other places outside the city with the largest number of slaves.

Chambord Islands.

And the Holy Land of Mary Geoise!

Combined with Stusi's romantic partner status, the origin of the frail girl becomes quite clear.

Slaves of the Celestial Dragons.

Although it is just speculation, the probability of it being correct is very high, and the verification method is also very simple: just look at whether the thin girl has the mark of the Sky Soaring Dragon's Hoof.

“Stusi, I want to buy her.”

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Stussy was somewhat taken aback, a hint of panic flashing deep in his eyes. His earlier loss of composure had probably aroused the man's suspicion.

What a terrible intuition!

Good smiled gently.

"Is there a problem?"

"Of course not, I'm just wondering why you bought her."

Stussy tried to change the subject.

Goode chuckled and waved his fist at the air: "I think she's quite interesting. I can buy her and use her as a punching bag."

"."

Stussy fell silent.

That man is such a bastard!

"I'll be back as soon as I go."

Stussy left in anger.

Goode let out a soft "hmm".

Angry?
That shouldn't be the case. CP0 has done a lot of bad things. Logically speaking, their hearts should be as cold as ice by now. Why would they get angry over such a small matter?

"Oh!!!"

The girl's clear roar rang out.

Goode looked at the octagonal cage, his gaze sharpening.

The frail girl had somehow transformed into a muscular, sculpted woman, and her temperament had become violent as she brutally beat her opponents.

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh!!!"

The girl roared as she threw a punch, so fast that it left behind many afterimages. Even the surrounding air was stirred up by the force of her punch, and she blasted her opponent, who had just bullied her, beyond recognition.

At last.

As other gladiators do when they win, the girl raises her fists like a victor!

Win!

Goode was dumbfounded.

Why is this girl so quirky and silly?

Just then, a commotion broke out in the crowd.

"Fufufufu~~"

The familiar laughter reached Goode's ears.

"It's Doflamingo!"

"How could one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea be here?!"

"Stay away from that guy!"

In less than ten seconds, the area around the octagonal cage was completely empty.

"Fufufufu~~"

With his signature arrogant smile on his face, hands in his pockets, Ming walked toward Goode with a pigeon-toed gait, followed by several family executives, all of whom had icy eyes.

"Long time no see, Good!"

"You should call me Mr. Goode, Doflamingo."

Goode remained indifferent.

What kind of trash dares to provoke him?

"Fufufufu~~"

Doflamingo approached Goode, his smile growing even more wicked: "You're as arrogant as ever, now I can rest easy!"

"Just say what you need to say, don't waste my time."

Goode frowned slightly.

Is this guy here to see Caesar, or to cause him trouble? If it's the former, that's fine, but if it's the latter...

Feeling itchy, huh?

Doflamingo grinned.

"I heard you're going to participate in the Central Martial Arts Tournament. I happen to want to have some fun too. I'll never forget that punch you threw at me back then!"

"See you on the field!"

"Mr. Goode!"

(End of this chapter)