Applied to his boxing style and fused with certain concepts from Jeet Kune Do, it allowed him to counterattack with overwhelming speed.
This was why Alan now stood with his hands in his pockets, wearing an expression that basically said: Use whatever moves you've got.
It looked arrogant, but in reality, he was fully prepared.
Alan proudly called this the most pretentious fist technique in all of Baki!
But Gin didn't think so. Seeing Alan's proud posture, he felt only humiliation, his expression twisting with fury.
Tightening his grip on the Tonfa in his hands, the two large iron balls spun rapidly, producing a howling sound in the spacious kitchen.
"Tonfa... And iron balls... I remember this guy!"
Seeing the unusual weapon and Gin's ferocious expression, Buchi's eyes widened in shock as he shouted, "Captain! He's Admiral Krieg's subordinate! The Combat Commander with a 12 million bounty, Gin the Man-Demon!"
"I didn't need you to tell me, idiot. I saw it long ago. You think I spent two and a half years at the 153rd branch for nothing?"
Alan shot him a dismissive look.
At this time, Sham clutched his injured shoulder while painfully forcing himself to stand up from the counter.
"No wonder... I thought he looked familiar. But didn't their group enter the Grand Line recently? Why are they here?"
Hearing the word, Grand Line, Gin's expression noticeably shifted, as if recalling something.
Fear flickered faintly in his eyes.
But he quickly suppressed it and gritted his teeth as he stared coldly at Alan.
"At first, I thought I was mistaken. I didn't expect the Black Cat Pirates to really get absorbed. I never heard of someone like you in the East Blue before."
"No need to worry. When you're absorbed by me too, you will know."
Alan narrowed his eyes slightly while smiling with contempt.
"Hmph, boast while you can. You'll pay for those words soon enough."
Gin's voice was icy, and his gaze even grew colder. He charged forward with his spinning Tonfa, arms opening wide as the iron balls slammed inward!
Clang!!
Alan's body suddenly sank into a half–crouch. Above his head, the two iron balls smashed together with a deafening crash.
Dodging the strike, and before Gin could react, Alan's left hand was already out of his pocket, a pushing palm slamming mercilessly into Gin's abdomen.
Bang!
"Gugh!!"
Gin's face twisted, almost vomiting on the spot.
Before he had time to react, Alan's right hand was already drawn. His hand formed a blade, chopping toward Gin's chest with a speed too fast to see.
Bang!
Crack!
"Bwaaah!!"
With the clear sound of a cracking bone, Gin's bloodshot eyes bulged open.
This time, he couldn't hold it back; he vomited violently.
But Alan's combo wasn't finished. Without leaving him a chance to breathe, he shot out a swift upward kick to Gin's chin.
Bang!!
Gin flew backward again, the back of his head smashing into the hard floor as he slid several meters with limbs flailing upward.
No matter how tough his physical strength and will were, taking two clean shots to the jaw rattled his brain, making his consciousness start wavering.
Gin shook his head, trying to regain clarity, but before he could get up, two sharp cat–claws extended toward him.
The Nyaban Brothers flanked him, blades pressed to his neck, eyes cold and threatening.
"Drop your weapon."
"Move again, and we will slit your throat."
Feeling the icy metal on his neck, Gin looked up at them. After two seconds of silence...
He knew it was over; he had no chance to fight back.
Cang! Clang!
Both weapons fell to the ground as Gin released his grip, then he let Sham and Buchi force him onto his knees while twisting his arms tightly behind him.
"I heard you guys challenged the Grand Line not long ago. Why did you come back to the East Blue? Where's Krieg?"
Alan walked up slowly, continuing: "To return from the Grand Line, you either sail around the whole thing... Or you cross the Calm Belt."
"But the Calm Belt is full of Sea Kings. Ordinary ships entering it are as good as dead. So what happened? What was so bad you risked your lives to return to the East Blue?"
Alan looked at Gin with deep interest.
Hearing this, Gin's face stiffened. He couldn't help glancing at Alan again.
How did this guy know the Grand Line so well? He even guessed their general situation immediately.
"Our captain asked you a question. Speak!"
Seeing Gin remain silent, Sham and Buchi pressed their blades further, leaving a thin cut on his neck.
Gin clenched his teeth. Rage and unwillingness mixed in his eyes.
He didn't know Krieg's current situation, so he couldn't die here.
After two seconds of hesitation… Gin finally loosened his fists, closed his eyes, and recalled their experience.
His face grew darker.
"We did enter the Grand Line. And there... We met a man..."
He soon began half–truthfully recounting everything.
They had barely entered the Grand Line when they encountered a man at sea.
One of their crew, wanting to have some fun, fired a cannonball at him…
And then... The nightmare began.
Fifty ships.
A fleet of 5,000 men.
Completely destroyed by that sharp–eyed man in black, wielding a single massive sword!
A fifty–ship fleet was treated like toys to pass the time.
One man, one blade, chased them down until they were forced to plunge into the Calm Belt to escape.
During the escape, Gin lost contact with the main ship. Weak and starving afterward, he ran into Fullbody and was captured.
That was everything he had gone through. As for Krieg's state, Gin had no idea.
He knew where Krieg might have gone, but he would never reveal that to Alan.
After hearing Gin's story, Sham and Buchi were stunned.
One person wiped out 5,000 people? Even a novelist wouldn't dare write something that outrageous.
But Alan's expression showed he believed it completely.
"B–boss... You don't seriously believe that nonsense, do you?"
"Yeah. Sharp eagle–like eyes, a giant black blade, sailing alone in a tiny boat..."
Alan nodded calmly and said, "They must have run into one of the current Warlords of the Sea, the strongest swordsman in the world, Dracule 'Hawk Eyes' Mihawk."
Hearing this, Sham and Buchi's jaws nearly hit the floor, their eyeballs almost popped out.
Someone actually chased 5,000 people to kill them?!!