I, Broly, began by destroying the pirate world.

The Nine Snake Pirates, a group of 29 members.

Upon learning the purpose of Broly's trip, Tezzolo immediately ordered his men to find out the location of Tom's studio.

After all, he is the world's most renowned shipwright, so it shouldn't be long before we hear news about him.

Meanwhile, the Kuja Pirates found themselves in a dilemma.

They had originally intended to guide Broly and his group along the way, but now that they had arrived at their destination, they were at a loss as to where to go next.

"Lady Gloriosa, what do you suggest we do now?" Toritoma asked in a low voice.

My mother-in-law is also very conflicted.

For the past few days, she has tried her best to push Hancock to Broly, but has not been able to succeed.

This made her very uneasy, fearing that one day this little rascal would realize what was happening and hold a grudge against the Kuja Pirates.

Thinking of this, she glanced at Hancock not far away and couldn't help but want to raise her snake cane and tap the girl's head.

While they were in a panic, the girl was like a child on a picnic, running around the novelties on the street stalls, happily munching on a meat and rice ball.

Just then, several slaves rushed back, panting, and reported to Tesoro: "Lord Tesoro, we've found out! Tom was taken away by World Government agents this morning! We heard that because he built a ship for the Pirate King Gol D. Roger back in the day, the World Government is now settling scores and is taking him to Enies Lobby!"

Tezzolo's expression changed, and he immediately turned around and rushed into the restaurant behind him.

Inside the restaurant, Broly was engrossed in eating, the empty bowls in front of him already piled up into a small mountain.

Upon hearing Tesoro's report, he paused, the noodles he was slurping halfway down his throat, blinked, and finally remembered this scene from the original story.

Tom will not actually be sentenced to death.

He will present his idea of ​​a sea train in court in exchange for a ten-year suspended sentence.

In that case, there's no need to rush to save them; Tom will naturally return after the trial is over.

Broly put down his chopsticks, preparing to let Tezzolo and the others disperse and wait for news.

However, Granny Zha lifted the curtain and walked in, her tone resolute and determined: "Lord Broly, since that's the case, please allow the Kuja Pirates to take action! Let's bring Tom back!"

Grandma and the others weren't time travelers. In her opinion, Tom, who had built ships for Roger, was doomed to die if he fell into the hands of the World Government.

Since Broly is looking for him, there's no other way but to risk kidnapping him.

Broly raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, and after a few seconds couldn't help but chuckle: "Is this a good idea? You've already chosen your team so quickly?"

Grandma's intentions were crystal clear; she simply wanted to use this incident to demonstrate her loyalty and completely bind the Kuja Pirates to him.

After all, once they start kidnapping people, the Kuja Pirates will be openly standing against the World Government, and there will be no turning back.

Torritoma's expression changed drastically upon hearing this.

In her view, Amazon Lily possesses the natural barrier of Calm Belt, which even the Navy and the World Government dare not easily set foot in. There is no need for her to rush to take sides. Wouldn't it be better to remain a neutral party?

But seeing the unquestionable look in his mother-in-law's eyes, he, as the current emperor, ultimately swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Grandma Za met Broly's gaze and said in an extremely earnest tone, "I firmly believe that Lord Broly will become the ruler of this sea! Please give Kuja a chance!"

Broly stroked his chin and waved his hand lazily: "Fine, but I'm not interested in being a babysitter. If you run into trouble, you can just mention my name."

"I am deeply grateful!" Grandma bowed solemnly, then turned and walked out of the restaurant with Toritoma.

As soon as they stepped out the door, Toritoma couldn't help but speak up: "Lady Gloriosa, we really didn't need to..."

"How long do you think the barrier of the calm zone can protect us?" Grandma interrupted her coldly.

Torritoma was taken aback and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Grandma continued, "The Golden Lion who was on the same ship as me back then had the power to make the ship soar through the sky. If the navy also mastered similar technology, the Calm Belt would be nothing more than a useless decoration for them. We can't rely on this natural barrier forever."

Toritoma fell silent, realizing the truth in her words, but still hesitated: "Even so, is it necessary to rush into taking sides? What if the World Government is hiding some trump card..."

"How many days have we been away from the calm zone?" Grandma Za suddenly asked.

Toritoma paused for a moment, thought carefully, and then replied, "It seems like... it's been four days."

"For four whole days," Granny's voice suddenly rose in intensity, "Do you think the World Government, with its intelligence capabilities, wouldn't know Broly's movements?"

Torritoma's expression changed instantly, as if he suddenly realized something.

A sharp glint flashed in Grandma's eyes: "For four days, the World Government neither sent anyone to rescue Satan and the others, nor did it send a large army to besiege Broly. Do you know why? Given the World Government's arrogant nature, why didn't they do that? Are they being magnanimous and ignoring it?"

Torritoma's pupils contracted sharply, and after a few seconds, he stammered, "Is it because...they're not confident they can defeat Broly?"

"That's not all," Granny said slowly. "Don't forget, in the past few days, has there been even a single mention in the newspapers of the Five Elders, or the leader of the Knights of God being captured by Broly and used as a toy? Clearly, the World Government is deliberately covering this up. And we, Kuja, are eyewitnesses to all of this. Do you think the World Government will let us go once they have the time?"

Torritoma was struck dumb, and suddenly realized the truth.

From the moment they encountered Broly in the Calm Belt and witnessed the miserable state of Grindelwald and the other Celestial Dragons, the Kuja Pirates had already stood on the opposite side of the World Government!

Grandma Za strode toward the dock, her voice carrying an undeniable resolve: "Now, the only thing we can do is demonstrate enough value to make Broly believe that we, the Nine Serpents, are worth recruiting, or rather... using."

Torituma nodded heavily, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over a short distance away, where he saw Hancock squatting on the ground, enthusiastically teasing Blue, a type of vehicle native to Water Seven.

He couldn't help but ask, "Then... should we take Hancock with us? She may have some fighting ability, but she's still just a child."

"bring!"

Grandma gritted her teeth in annoyance. The thought of Hancock's disrespectful attitude towards Broly gave her a headache. "If we don't keep an eye on her, who knows what disrespectful things that brat might do to Broly!"

Meanwhile, in the restaurant.

After Broly finished eating and drinking, he casually tossed his spoon onto the empty plate with a loud "clang".

Upon seeing this, Tezzolo immediately walked over to the trembling restaurant owner and prepared to pay the bill.

Just then, a figure lifted the curtain and walked in.

The newcomer was dressed as a medieval journalist, with a camera hanging around his neck and covered in feathers—he was practically a birdman.

He spotted Broly, the only person sitting in the restaurant, at a glance. He nervously swallowed and stammered, "Excuse me, are you Lord Broly? If you don't mind, could I ask you a few questions?"

"Who are you?" Tesoro had just finished paying the bill when he turned around and saw this birdman, asking in an unfriendly tone.

The reporter quickly bowed and said respectfully, "I am Morgans, the current editor-in-chief of the World Economic News! I have long admired Mr. Broly's reputation and have come to pay him a visit!"

Tesoro's expression immediately changed.

World Economic News!

That's the world's largest-circulation newspaper today, and even world governments have to give them some face.

If Morgans could give it a good report, it would definitely have a very positive effect on Lord Broly's reputation.

He immediately turned around and respectfully said to Broly, "Lord Broly, I think this is a good suggestion."

Broly gargled with a mouthful of water, spat it out, and wiped his mouth.

Since he had to wait for news from the Kuja Pirates anyway, and there wasn't much else to do in the meantime, he lazily raised his chin and said, "Alright, ask away."