"What the hell is this guy!"
This was the inner thought of everyone present.
The usually arrogant fishmen in front of Jotaro were like stray dogs that could be kicked to death at will!
"ORA ORA ORA!"
Jotaro beat them without giving them any chance to fight back.
With just a swing of his arm, two fishmen were immediately thrown off.
They wanted to gang up on Jotaro, but this idea of resistance was completely shattered before it could even be put into action.
Salt-Grill held his fallen teeth in his hands, and drops of fresh blood dripped onto them, his entire face filled with horror.
They were noble fishmen, yet they were humiliated to such an extent by a human, an injured human at that.
He was so furious it felt like his lungs would explode.
"AHHHHHHH!!!" Salt-Grill roared while looking at his seriously injured companions lying on the ground. "Retreat! Quickly retreat! We are no match for this guy!"
"Oh?" Jotaro rubbed his chin, bent down, and observed carefully, "If I'm not mistaken, you seem to be a type of salmon."
"Salmon is my favorite food. High-quality omega-3 is very beneficial to human health. What kind of dish should I make you into?"
He suddenly stood up straight, frightening him.
Salt-Grill felt a chill all over from Jotaro's cold gaze, his hair standing on end.
Fishmen were supposed to be at the top of the food chain, supposed to have no natural enemies, so why did he feel like he was facing a predator?
"RUN!!"
Shouting that one word, Salt-Grill didn't even care about his companions. He turned and bolted toward the cave entrance, frothing white foam from his mouth in fear.
His subordinates hurried to follow upon seeing this.
Jotaro watched them, his deep eyes glimmering with a sharp light, lost in thought.
He didn't give chase. Only after watching the fishmen disappear into the distance did he close his eyes and say, "Yare yare, I have no interest in fish of this quality."
However, he was still very curious about the habits of fishmen and the nutritional content in their bodies.
Looking at the fishmen fleeing in panic before them, the refugees in Gosa Town were stunned.
"Thank you!"
The mother of the girl Jotaro helped earlier was moved to tears, thanking him repeatedly.
The girl blinked her bright big eyes and looked at him.
There was a faint smile on that ice-cold face.
'This face didn't seem that scary after all.' She thought to herself, cheeks blushing red.
Nojiko came back to her senses from her shocked state.
She was very grateful in her heart for Jotaro standing up for the refugees of Gosa Town, but she had to remind him.
"Fishmen are basically a bunch of racists. They believe they are the most noble beings, and humans to them are like grass and dirt."
"They will never allow their interests to be violated."
"You've hurt so many fishmen. They definitely won't let you go."
Nojiko held her head with a headache.
"You have great strength and act fearlessly. You should've killed them all just now."
"That way, maybe you'd still have a chance to escape from this island."
If Jotaro had killed them all here to silence them, it would've taken at least a day for the fishmen to notice their companions were missing.
During that time, he could've escaped unnoticed.
But he let them go.
These fishmen would never let him off easily. They would definitely report to Arlong immediately.
With Arlong's temper, once he knew a human dared to oppose him, he would undoubtedly fly into a rage.
He would absolutely kill Jotaro.
Arlong wasn't on the same level as the other fishmen.
That terrifying destructive power could even turn the whole Gosa Town upside down.
Just thinking about it made Nojiko's heart tremble uncontrollably.
"I let them go on purpose."
Jotaro didn't care, as if it had nothing to do with him, casually lighting a cigarette.
Even if he didn't let the fishmen leave, he wouldn't have killed them, at most he would've just taught them a harsh lesson.
Nojiko was stunned, muttering, "You're completely putting yourself in danger!"
"No, you have to leave here quickly. Otherwise, when Arlong finds out what you did, he'll come immediately to punish you."
Nojiko was extremely anxious, pulling Jotaro's arm, but Jotaro stood firm and didn't move a bit.
"Arlong is a very brutal man. If these fishmen are monsters, then he's a guy a hundred times scarier than monsters."
Jotaro glanced at her and calmly said, "Since you understand this guy named Arlong so well, then you should understand even more, I can't leave."
Earlier, Nojiko was too worried about Jotaro's safety to think much, but now after his reminder, she suddenly woke up.
She knew Arlong very well.
If Arlong couldn't find Jotaro on the island, he would definitely vent his anger elsewhere.
The village of Cocoyashi, which was related to Jotaro, would surely be the first to suffer.
Nojiko's face turned pale.
Jotaro really couldn't leave. If he did, all of them would suffer.
But how could she watch Jotaro die at Arlong's hands?
Humans simply weren't a match for Arlong.
Let alone the fact that Jotaro was seriously injured at the moment.
Earlier, when beating those fishmen, his wounds had reopened, and the blood had soaked his back.
Nojiko couldn't believe he would have a chance against Arlong.
Jotaro knew what she was worried about and comforted her, "This island is big. If I really wanted to hide, they'd have a hard time finding me."
Everyone near him would inexplicably feel a strong sense of security. Nojiko didn't know why, but she suddenly felt at ease.
Also, Jotaro gave off a very smart vibe. She didn't think he was a reckless fool.
Ajian walked over and said, "He's staying behind for our safety. With him here, Arlong won't take immediate action against us."
Nojiko nodded and said, "I understand."
Ajian looked deeply at Jotaro and sighed, "The fishmen have lived on this island for nearly ten years. They know the surrounding environment better than you."
"I know we won't be able to persuade you to leave. Nojiko, your house has a map of this island. Give it to him."
Nojiko already had this in mind.
"Time is tight. Come with me quickly. I can also help clean your wounds."
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A navy warship was slowly moving across the sea, looking like it could fall apart at any moment.
On the deck were noticeable sword slashes.
Colonel Nezumi's beard trembled slightly, clearly filled with rage.
"Hmph! That bastard Mihawk, how dare he call me an incompetent piece of trash!"
On their way to Cocoyashi Village, their fleet had unexpectedly run into Dracule Mihawk, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea.
Nezumi, thinking about Mihawk's high status, couldn't help but go greet him.
Who knew Mihawk, upon seeing the navy of the East Blue, immediately jumped off his little boat and, without reason, cursed him furiously, and even slashed at them.
Fortunately, Mihawk spared them because they were navy. Otherwise, they wouldn't have made it this far.
"After I deal with this Jotaro problem, I'll report Mihawk's actions to headquarters."
Nezumi thought to himself, then shouted loudly, "Full speed ahead!"
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