Chapter 30: What Are You Talking About?

Chapter 30: What Are You Talking About?

100 million! How did he know that I have so much money? He even got the exact amount right!? Namis eyes widened in shock.

Suddenly, she seemed to understand something and angrily rushed forward, grabbing Nezumis collar and questioning him, How do you know all of this!? How did you know I live here!? Why do you why do you know so much!?

At this point, Nezumi could no longer hide anything and confessed with a sense of resignation, It was Arlong! Hes the one who told me all of this! He promised me one-third of the money if I helped him with this task. As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something and quickly turned to Saitama, No, no, no! All of this money belongs to you, Commodore! Anyone who disagrees with that, Ill kill them!!!

Money? Saitama waved his hand with a deadpan expression, I dont want it.

No way He doesnt want it!? There must be some mistake! How could anyone remain calm in the face of such a huge sum of 100 million beli? Nezumi was confused.

Saitama-san, maybe you didnt hear clearly just now

Nezumi desperately struggled to break free from Namis grasp, grabbing onto Saitamas sleeve in desperation. Namis house has 100 million beli! One hundred million beli! So much money, even if you worked for ten years, you wouldnt be able to

Ugh, so annoying!

Before he could finish his sentence, Saitama impatiently punched Nezumi, sending him flying. I said I dont want it! Please dont bother me anymore!

Nezumis nose spurted blood and he did a beautiful backflip before crashing to the ground, his eyes rolling back in his head.

The scene was swift and decisive.

A true hero never accepts ill-gotten gains.

Without the righteousness in ones heart, one cannot truly be called a hero!

As their superior was being attacked, the surrounding Marines remained silent, not daring to speak up.

The villagers also kept their distance, fearing to be caught up in the Navys internal strife.

It was only after Saitama walked away, becoming smaller and smaller in the distance, that Nami realized what was happening and hurriedly chased after him.

Wait Please wait, Commodore! Nami caught up to Saitamas brisk pace and said through gritted teeth, Arlong broke his promise to me, and I will no longer hold any illusions about him! I can guide you and fight alongside you. Please, let me fight by your side!

Saitama glanced at her and picked his nose, Whatever.

With Nami leading the way, Saitama quickly arrived at their destination Arlong Park.

He kicked open the gates with the force of a thousand men, revealing a bald figure standing in the midst of the debris.

Oh? We have guests, sneered Arlong, the fishman perched on his throne. He eyed the newcomers with disdain. But this is not a place for strangers, especially not lowly humans like you.

Saitamas eyes narrowed, a hint of amusement in his voice. Well, excuse us for not making a reservation. Were just here to kick some fish butt.

That kind of absolute dominance and oppression! Its like theyre playing with ants, but instead of ants, its us! Arlong murmured with anger

Im Saitama, he says with a smug expression on his face, as if hes effortlessly swatting away all challengers.

He crossed his arms in front of his chest, a look of smug satisfaction on his face. I used to be a professional hero! he boasted. But now, Im just a marine officer. No big deal.

Saitama Saitama!? Suddenly, Arlong remembered something.

As Arlong pondered over his encounter with Captain Nezumi earlier that day, his mind suddenly jolted with recognition.

The Bald-Devil!

It was a name he had heard of in hushed whispers and fearful tones, but never had he given it much thoughtuntil now.

You meanyoure Commodore Saitama!? he blurted out in disbelief.

Arlongs eyes widened as he realized that the infamous bald headed devil, who had sent shivers down the spines of even the boldest pirates in the East Blue, was not just a mere pretender with an overhyped reputation.

I see I see now!

Desperate to save himself, Arlong waved his hand frantically and blurted out, Do you want money? women? Weve worked with the Marines before, and if youre willing to work with us too, well make sure you get even more benefits every month than that Captain Nezumi! How about that? If you want women, Nami is my navigator. You can use her as you please! I can even pick a beautiful woman from the town and send her to you every month! Hows that for a deal?

Saitamas confusion was palpable. What in the world are you talking about? he muttered.

Arlong smirked. Oh, dont be so naive. I know what youre after. Power. Control. Its all the same to me. Ill give you whatever you want, as long as you agree to work with us. Think about it, Saitama. With our resources combined, we could rule the world!

Saitama usually said, No.

Arlongs grin widened, his eyes narrowing as he addressed Saitama. You may have caught me by surprise this time, Baldy, but mark my words. Once I kill you, Ill make sure every last villager pays for what youve done to me. Theyll suffer. Ill destroy everything they hold dear and Ill kill everyone, just like I did to this cowards mother. And theres nothing you or anyone else can do to stop me! Haaaahahaha

Without warning, Saitama materialized before Arlong, whose reflexes were too slow to react.

In an instant, he unleashed a devastating punch that obliterated Arlongs head, showering the pool with a gruesome mix of brain matter and blood.

Silence descended upon the scene, shattered only by the imposing figure of the bald-headed demon king, whose might was now fully unveiled.

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