Pirates: There is no prohibition of fishing in Marijoa.

"Um!?"

Although Jerry's acting was very realistic, Gion, who had a close grudge against him, felt that something was fishy.

She didn't think that Jerry in his normal state would be hit so easily, but she couldn't figure out what Jerry was doing for a moment.

As Jerry fell heavily to the ground, the dust in the sky completely covered his body, and also obscured Crocodile and Cavendish who were fighting fiercely there.

"Ahem, Crocodile, you dare!?"

Suddenly, Jerry's weak voice mixed with shock, anger and anxiety came from the smoke, and then the roar came again.

Three black shadows flew backwards out of the dusty area like meteors and landed simultaneously in different directions.

Jerry was seen flying back towards the street, Cavendish was flying to the side, and Crocodile was flying backwards towards the outside of the city.

Under the gazes of many people, Jerry suddenly got up, blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth but he had no time to care. He shouted loudly in grief and anger, and his voice spread in all directions.

"No more! My blueprints!"

Jerry fumbled around his waist with his hands in panic. Everyone looked closely and found that the waist bag he was carrying was indeed missing.

Then he continued to scream miserably and rushed towards Crocodile.

"Sand Crocodile! Give me back the blueprints!"

Although most people don't know what the drawings Jerry is talking about are, in the eyes of a few people who know the inside story, it is indeed an incredible document.

However, these insiders could not be sure whether all this was just Jerry's own directing and acting.

Because Crocodile on the other side was obviously looking at Jerry with a confused look on his face.

When Crocodile realized that he was talking about the disappearance of Pluto's drawings, he knew that he might have been tricked.

The reason is that in the smoke-filled area where they were previously, all that is left is a conspicuous small sand dune.

It was in the chaos that Crocodile sensed someone was attacking him, and he instinctively fought back, leaving behind traces of sand.

Although this is not enough to serve as conclusive evidence that he tried to steal the blueprints, it is enough to show that he did try.

Even though Crocodile was nominally a member of the Shichibukai under the government, he knew that with his identity as a pirate, he had never gained true trust from the government and the navy, just as he would not trust them.

"Jerry, this is my opponent! Trust me, I will help you get that thing back!"

Thunder roared, and Cavendish reached Crocodile before Jerry, and used a simple and crude electric discharge move without hesitation.

When Jerry rushed towards Crocodile, his opponent naturally would not let him act.

The painted-faced man intercepted Jerry again and launched a fierce attack with some pleasure, feeling happy for his opponent's sadness.

Gion, who came later, also joined the siege again, but there was a flash of hesitation in her eyes.

She vaguely sensed Jerry's intention, but she chose to remain silent. After all, she had no idea what had happened to the three big men in the smoke and dust just now.

Gion didn't have much good feelings towards the Seven Warlords of the Sea as a group, so she was unwilling to interfere too much in their disputes.

Seeing this, Jerry, who was possessed by the spirit of drama, continued to transform into the Roaring Brother, constantly opening his mouth and spitting saliva.

"Hoohoo! All right! I'll leave Lao Sha to you, handsome guy! I'll deal with this damn white-faced man first!"

At this point, Jerry gnashed his teeth and stared at CP0 and continued, "If you hadn't beaten me over there, my blueprints wouldn't have been stolen, and there would be no frame-up by the Celestial Dragons. I'll fight you to the death!"

While shouting, Jerry's hands did not stop moving. He wanted to carry out his words and shift the focus of his counterattack to the painted-faced man.

Facing Gion's attack, Jerry dodged whenever he could, focusing on avoiding and resisting.

In response, Jerry attacked the painted-faced man mercilessly.

After a long time, in the fierce tug-of-war between the three, Jerry quietly adjusted his position, suddenly swung a heavy punch, and confronted Gion head-on.

After staggering back a few steps, Jerry swung his fishing rod forcefully, exchanging injuries with the painted-faced man as if he had no time to dodge.

"Ugh!"

So, Jerry was hit in the chest, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he screamed, his face full of pain.

He once again lost control and flew backwards, crashing into Croft Saint, who had just woken up and stood up shakily.

"Bang!" A dull impact sound was heard.

Under the wide-eyed gaze of the black-clad butler and Sabrina Palace and her group, Jerry flew backwards and hit Croft Saint hard, carrying his fat body and slamming into the wall beside the street.

"Again!?"

"Everyone, rescue Saint Croft! Quick!"

"CP0! You did a great job!"

Everyone was talking in a mess and rushed towards Jerry again, trying to rescue the Celestial Dragon who was pinned under him.

"Uh..." Gion's mouth twitched unconsciously. This scene gave her a strong sense of déjà vu.

At this moment, the painted-faced man covered his abdomen, which was torn apart after the fight with Jerry. How could he not know that the enemy had been using him to do something secretly?

The key point is that after all this stuff, he didn't know whether Jerry was okay or not, but he knew that there was a high probability that he would die.

Therefore, after being teased like this again and again, the clown felt that his fragile nerve endings were almost collapsing and breaking.

"Dragon Fist! You deserve to die! Aaaahhh!"

He shouted hysterically and rushed towards Jerry who had appeared outside the crowd like a madman.

"Wait!" Gion thought to himself that something was wrong, and then rushed towards CP0 and Jerry at full speed.

"Hey, I've been waiting for you for a long time. I just gave you a few beatings. Now it's time to pay you back."

When CP0 arrived in front of him and was about to launch a fierce attack, Jerry suddenly looked up and spoke in a low voice.

Jerry's previous calm demeanor instantly made the furious and insane CP0 clown man regain some clarity of mind.

But he could no longer change his moves. He could only try his best to suppress his inner anxiety and put all his strength into the attack he had already made.

"Finger Gun·Eagle Beak!"

With his right hand tightly grasping the fishing rod that was completely dyed with domineering spirit, several lightning snakes suddenly climbed onto the top of the rod. Obviously, Jerry had quietly accumulated strength when CP0 set off.

Jerry twisted his body flexibly, and quickly and calmly moved sideways, avoiding the attack of the painted-faced man by a hair's breadth.

“Break through the air.”

The devil's whispering words lingered in the clown's ears. Jerry's straight fishing rod, which struck like thunder, pierced the enemy's heart in an instant, making his enemy deeply experience what it meant to be overjoyed in an instant.

"Sakura Dawn!"

At the same time, a delicate cry pierced the air, and Gion's powerful attack followed. She intended to attack Wei to save Zhao and force Jerry to give up the current attack.