Sailing: This Bounce-Bounce Fruit is a little different.

"leader!!"

A grief-stricken cry suddenly came from not far away.

Akin, holding a cane, stared blankly at Klick's corpse as he stumbled and ran toward them.

pat!

Arkin collapsed beside Klee's body, tears streaming down his face, his hands trembling as he reached for the head that seemed to be dying with its eyes wide open.

"Leader! Weren't you going to lead us to the Grand Line and dominate this era? How can you die here so easily?!"

"It was you! Did you kill him?! Luffy!!!"

Holding the severed head, A Jin stared intently at Huang Hai, his eyes seemingly filled with resentment and malice.

Don't look at me like that!

Huang Hai, who had originally intended to appease the other party, frowned upon seeing that look and said indifferently:

"So what if I killed him? Do you want to avenge him?"

Although Gin's loyalty in the original work touched many One Piece fans, it doesn't mean he would let others beat or scold him.

He could even take down Bucky, so why would he care about a mere Kin?

"Revenge...revenge..."

Muttering to himself, Akin stared at Krick's head for a long time. His hands, with bulging veins, fell limply to his sides. His eyes were empty as he mocked himself, "What right do I have to seek revenge on you?"

"It can even cut through Leader Krieg's black gold armor. Even if I'm a Zoan-type Devil Fruit user, I wouldn't be able to escape its grasp..."

"Then let's stay here and collect his body!"

Seeing the other person's cowardly expression again, Huang Hai frowned, stepped past him expressionlessly, and said indifferently:

"If you want revenge, you can come find me anytime..."

"But you need to think this through... I won't show any mercy to the enemy!"

Before coming, he had considered whether to recruit Akin to join the ship.

Regardless of the other party's blind loyalty or their underlying tendency to avoid conflict...

They all inspire disgust...

If the other party were to pick up a weapon and charge at him at this moment, Huang Hai might actually think more highly of him.

however.

blah blah blah!

As the footsteps faded into the distance, the figure kneeling on the ground remained unable to rise from the ground.

"Well... it's better to be alive than to die..."

Huang Hai loosened his grip on the [Ten-Yun-Liu] with his left hand and turned to walk towards Sanji's location.

"How about it?"

"They were all scared away by Krick's death..."

Hearing the sound, Sanji lit another cigarette, turned to look at Huang Hai, shrugged, and said, "I didn't expect you to take him down so quickly..."

"Krik isn't Hawkeye..."

With a smile, Huang Hai looked at the figure carrying a huge round shield who was the fastest to slip away.

"Is that guy a Devil Fruit user?"

"Hmm...it said something about the 'Iron Wall Fruit' or something..."

Sanji patted his slightly tattered clothes, glanced down at his badly worn leather shoes, and chuckled, "(Good for you) "It's really sturdy; no matter how I kick it, I can't break through its defenses..."

"Forget it, Krieg is dead anyway, the tree falls and the monkeys scatter, these guys won't amount to anything..."

At this point, Huang Hai looked at the chefs on the Barati deck who were resuming their activities and ready for action, and couldn't help but laugh, "Speaking of which, I'm a little hungry. Didn't you promise to treat me to a big meal?"

"I think I said something like, 'Please have a nice meal...'"

"Just something that conveys the same meaning is fine."

"If you can't eat it then, don't blame me for leaving your pirate crew..."

"Oh... so you were waiting here..."

"..."

Amidst playful banter and casual conversation, the two walked towards Barrati, one after the other.

not far away.

Picking up Krick's body, he slowly pushed it into the sea. Akin glanced back at Huang Hai's retreating figure with a complicated expression before finally boarding a small boat and leaving the place with the waves.

The direction he left in was completely opposite to the direction that Palu and the others had left in...

.......

Chapter Ninety-One: Farewell!

……

time flies.

Second floor of Balati.

Staff canteen.

Gulu!

Lifting up the bowl of delicious creamy soup and finishing it in one gulp, Huang Hai let out a satisfied sigh and said with a contented expression:

"This soup...it's truly more delicious than I imagined!"

"Is that so? After all, it was made by our restaurant's sous chef..."

Chef Zhuo Fu smiled, seemingly with pride.

"Yeah yeah!!"

"Sanji's excellent cooking skills are something we all acknowledge!"

"His cooking is unmatched by anyone except the head chef..."

"Who said that? My cooking skills are better than his!"

"Alright! Shut up, Paddy..."

"..."

Nearby, many chefs also chimed in with praise.

"I said……"

After putting down the soup bowl, Huang Hai looked around speechlessly. Seeing all the chefs surrounding him, he couldn't help but shake his head with a smile.

"What exactly are you trying to say? Just get straight to the point. I don't like beating around the bush..."

"Then I'll speak!"

Seeing this, head chef Zhuo Fu said in a deep voice, "...Take that brat...with you too."

"Going to the Grand Line... is that guy's dream."

"I would have done it without you telling me..."

Huang Hai smiled and said, "Since that guy has agreed to join us, I will naturally take him with me when I leave..."

"I know this kid's personality very well!"

Zhuo Fu sighed and said, "Although he made a promise, he certainly didn't tell you when he would set off, did he?"

"Uh...no, there really isn't..."

"So..." Zoff recalled helplessly, "With his stubborn nature, he'll definitely stay in this restaurant for the sake of this old man like me..."

"After all, he's been with me since he was a child, for over ten years. I know very well what he's thinking every day..."

"However, continuing like this will only waste his talent! He can't learn anything useful here anymore..."

"We'll find a way to 'get rid of' him later, and then we'll ask you to take good care of him..."

"Hmm... I don't really care, as long as Sanji comes with me in the end..."

Huang Hai glanced at the tightly closed door on the right, smiled faintly, and then continued to eat the delicious food on the table.

People have already heard it, why bother chasing them away...?

This guy should be able to understand, right?

The outside of the restaurant.

In the corridor.

Leaning against the tightly closed door, Sanji smoked a cigarette, a bitter smile on his face.

He naturally heard everything that was said inside.