Jujutsu Kaisen: Above the Throne

Just think about it, why do you have to say it!

There are so many subordinates watching on the ship, how do you answer me? !

If you join the Shichibukai, of course you must listen to the World Government!

Alpha roared crazily in his heart, but couldn't hold back a word.

With his body trembling slightly, Alpha tried his best to put on a weak posture.

It's a pity, but what I got in exchange was more and more turbulent malice!

Will die, will die, will die! ! !

Seeing the palm stretched out towards him getting closer and closer!

Alpha's tense nerves were completely broken, and his expression instantly became ferocious!

As a formal member of CP8, Alpha is naturally proficient in the Sixth Form of the Navy!

Squeezing out the full potential: Iron!!!

boom!!!

The exploding blood mist filled the air.

Two beautiful red legs that were still intact fell down, and thick blood flowed all over the deck.

Qiang!

More than a dozen sailors on board drew their weapons...

Block in front of you.

The trembling body showed unconcealable fear on his face.

Don't be nervous, I have no interest in you little shrimps.

Future walked across the bloody ground and walked towards the edge of the ship's hull.

Send a message to the World Government for me. The sea city of Tezoro will belong to me from now on.

again and again,

Future's footsteps paused, and all the navy were so frightened that they almost couldn't hold their weapons steady.

Several of the naval survivors who had participated in the battle on the top were even more sweaty.

City... In the future, he rubbed his chin and changed his words: From now on, that place will be called...

Future Empire.

...

Golden City, eight-star hotel.

Because it is an independent country recognized by the government and a demilitarized zone.

Here you can even see the weird scene of pirates and navy sitting at the same gaming table.

Inside the hotel, there is a boxing and gambling venue.

oh!!!

Not bad, the fight was really passionate!

The gangster-faced Shokinji wearing a cloak of justice shouted excitedly, holding a handful of betting tickets in his hand!

I said......

You're really addicted to gambling, that's about it.

A brown casual hat with a slender cigarette in his mouth.

Beside Scale, a navy man with an uncle's face reminded: Don't forget our mission.

If something happens to the Tianlong people, the marshal will not spare us.

Scale's enthusiastic expression froze, and he said in an unhappy tone: It's a rare trip, don't be so disappointing, extra plan!

Besides, does anyone really dare to touch that bunch of garbage in this place?

Don't worry, tea dolphin candidate general.

Scale patted Jiaji on the shoulder and said with a relaxed expression: We are just decorations used to set off the majesty of the Celestial Dragons.

If it's for protection, isn't there a CP organization?

One year.

The experts who joined the navy at the beginning also had a full understanding of this world.

Watch the way you speak.

Jiaji turned his head and glanced around, and whispered helplessly: If someone hears you calling the Celestial Dragons trash, you will be in trouble!

If you really can't stand them, why did you take the initiative to take on this mission?

Scale lifted up her hanging hair and said with a hint of enthusiasm at the corner of her mouth: The world's number one entertainment city, all kinds of gambling games!

I came here specifically to study!

Jiaji shook his head speechlessly and looked towards the arena.

The ticket in his hand is from the same player as the one bought by the scale.

The familiarity between the two can only be explained by the similarities between them.

After a while, the boxing match ended.

The two people carrying a box of chips had just walked out of the arena, and the expression on Scale's face suddenly looked like a ghost!

He rubbed his eyeballs vigorously!

The head of the scale was like a machine, rotating click-click with the figure of the person who had just entered the hotel.

When Jiaji followed Scale's gaze, the figure had disappeared.

What's wrong with you again?

Pushing the scale, Jiaji urged: Hurry up, it's time to show your face to the Tianlong people.

Brother, listen to my advice!

With cold sweat on his forehead, Zheng grabbed Jiaji's arm with one hand and walked quickly towards the port.

Ignore those idiots for now, let's get out of this hellish place!

It was heaven one second ago, and now it’s a hellish place?

Still in a daze, he was dragged a hundred meters away by the scale in the blink of an eye.

...

Hotel, reception room.

Bai Jue, who was lying on the sofa, seemed to feel something, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became more and more crazier.

Hey, little gold.

You can't control this city, so you should leave it to Master Jue to keep it for you.

Such straightforward language shocked everyone.

The maid who was performing the massage was stunned, and the huge room suddenly fell silent.

Tezzolo lowered his head and did not respond.

Beside Bakala and two of Tanaka's confidants, the anger on their faces could not be concealed!

Fufufufufu, President Bai is right.

Dover's tone was playful: Control 20% of the world's liquidity?

The richest man in the world?

In the eyes of the world government, you are just a tool to help them make money.

Whenever they open their mouths, you can only hand over your property obediently.

Dover fiddled with the silk thread in his hand and mocked: A powerful person?

No, you are just a slave of the Celestial Dragons.

F-fur-fur-fur!

Harsh jeers echoed in the room!

Lies won't hurt, the truth is the sharpest knife!

Tezzoro clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on his neck popped out!

The word slave pierces my heart like a needle!

The skin on his back felt tingling, and painful memories from his childhood came to mind.

Tezzoro, who was born in the slums, was ostracized by his peers because he was poor.

His father was a gambler and died of illness when he was young and had no money for treatment.

At that time, Tezzoro liked to sing and his dream was to be a star.

His mother didn't like his singing and would often mock and insult him.

Not long after his father's death, his mother, who could not bear the poverty, abandoned Tezzolo and left alone.

That year, Tezzolo was twelve years old.

Four years of confusion, like hell without any light.

Sixteen-year-old Tezzoro met his true love, the only woman who found his singing beautiful.

With his beating heart, Tezzoro vaguely felt the warmth of the world.

Across a barred window where slaves were imprisoned, Tezzoro would often sing for Stella under the moonlight.

Working hard to make money, working day and night.

Nineteen-year-old Tezzolo finally scraped together enough money to buy Stella.