"You..."
Repeatedly shocked and constantly suppressed by Chris, Hancock was truly furious.
She really wanted to beat up the man in front of her.
But she was also well aware that she was no match for him.
Just then, a thought flashed through her mind—she came up with an idea.
"Chris, do you think I'm beautiful?"
Hancock brushed her long hair behind her ear, gazing deeply at the man before her. Her stunningly exquisite face wore a sweet and charming smile, and her voice was as pleasant and clear as the sounds of nature.
There was no doubt—at that moment, Hancock was radiating infinite charm.
The title of "Most Beautiful Woman in One Piece" was truly well deserved.
Unfortunately for her, she had run into Chris—she was destined to fail.
"Boa Hancock, put away those petty tricks," Chris said calmly, hands in his pockets, expression unchanged. "Now, let's talk about the next plan."
Failure.
She actually failed.
Hancock was on the verge of a breakdown, feeling extremely frustrated.
What kind of monster was this man!?
Why couldn't she do anything to him?
At that moment, Hancock's curiosity about Chris grew even stronger.
She really wanted to understand this mysterious man better.
"Fine, I'm listening. I want to see what you'll say next."
Unable to fight him and unable to seduce him, what else could she do?
Helplessly, she had no choice but to hear him out.
Chris looked at her seriously and said, "What I said earlier wasn't a joke."
"If you want to take part in the upcoming plan, then train hard. Otherwise, if your strength isn't enough, you'll just end up getting killed."
Another jab at her.
Hancock hated hearing things like that.
She glared at Chris and coldly said, "If you keep insulting my strength, I'll never join this alliance."
"If you don't believe me, just try it."
But Chris wasn't the least bit threatened. He calmly responded:
"Once I become a Warlord of the Sea, I'll head to the New World and conquer a kingdom to use as our base."
"At that point, the Seven Warlords can share resources and trade goods."
"After all, your kingdom is way too poor. It hardly has any training resources. How are your people supposed to grow stronger?"
Before he could finish, Hancock interrupted him.
She glared fiercely, face full of anger: "What nonsense are you talking about? My kingdom is not poor!"
"Stop acting so high and mighty. I can't stand it!"
As a queen, Hancock was domineering and proud—how could she let others belittle her kingdom?
But she didn't realize, Chris was even more domineering than her.
"Boa Hancock, do you know the rule on my ship?"
Chris said coldly: "On my ship, the strong rule. The weak have no right to speak."
"Since just now, you've been constantly talking back to me."
"Let me make this clear—if you're weak, you need to learn to bow your head. If you keep going against me, don't blame me for killing you."
Anger.
Hancock was furious.
She truly wanted to strike back and fight him.
But in the end—she dared not.
In her heart, this man's personality was overwhelmingly forceful.
No one could oppose him. Not even her.
If she kept resisting, she might really be killed here.
Whoosh—
A soft breeze blew by, lifting Hancock's dark hair.
Flowing locks and stunning beauty—she looked truly otherworldly.
"Fine, go on. I'm listening."
She frowned, bit her lip, and forced the words out one by one.
She etched Chris's name deep in her heart—
One day, when she became stronger than him,
She would give him a beating to remember,
And finally settle today's grudge.
Chris ignored the hatred in her eyes and said calmly:
"As for the rest of the plan, I'll tell you later."
"The top priority now is to improve our individual strength. That's what really matters."
After speaking, he took out a Den Den Mushi (transponder snail) and tossed it to her.
Hancock also realized her strength was lacking. She frowned in frustration and said:
"I want to get stronger too, but that's easier said than done."
Chris glanced at her and sneered:
"You've been hiding in the Calm Belt all this time, living in peace—of course you're not going to grow stronger."
"If you want strength, then head to the Grand Line and enter the New World."
"If you can survive there, then strength will follow naturally."
Chris wore a mocking expression, deliberately provoking her:
"But with your current strength—if you go to the New World, I can't guarantee you'll make it out alive."
If Hancock was willing to put in the effort, she'd definitely grow fast.
Her potential was immense.
To be honest, Chris was very much looking forward to seeing
what kind of stir Hancock would cause in the New World.
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