Chapter 129: Tower of Justice – Franky vs. Fukurou & Chopper vs. Kumadori
"Franky Triangle Surprise Dart!"
Franky shouted loudly, suddenly firing the signature blue sideburns on his head like darts! Two sharp blue streaks shot straight toward Fukurou—but the opponent twisted his slippery body with "Paper Art," easily dodging them.
"Damn it! That weird move again!" Franky watched his opponent darting up and down with abnormal agility, growing more and more irritated. The cola energy warning in his body kept blaring, reminding him his reserves were critically low. "If I don't refill cola soon, I'm really screwed!"
"Chapapa~ You think those broken metal scraps can hit me?" Fukurou taunted smugly. Spotting an opening, he closed in instantly and threw a punch straight at Franky's face! "Take this fist!"
But Franky reacted extremely fast. He instantly raised his left arm; the armor on his forearm clicked and rapidly deformed and expanded, turning into a solid shield in an instant!
Clang! Fukurou's fist slammed solidly into the shield with a dull thud, but it didn't budge an inch.
Fukurou clearly hadn't expected this move; his action stalled for a split second. In that moment of surprise and distraction, Franky's other large hand shot out like lightning and clamped tightly around Fukurou's signature big mouth!
"Get over here!" Franky roared. His arm strength exploded; he swung Fukurou like a ragdoll and smashed him hard against the nearby wall!
Boom! The wall caved in with a dent. Fukurou flew out dizzily, eyes seeing stars. Franky pressed the attack, quickly opening the launcher in his palm—"Eat my cannon!"
Bang! A cannonball whistled out, hitting the fallen Fukurou directly and triggering a violent explosion!
But before the smoke cleared, Fukurou's slightly battered yet unscathed figure blocked Franky's path again. He patted the dust off himself—"Iron Body" defense had clearly worked.
"How the hell are you still fine?!" Franky's drooping hair looked even more dejected from energy depletion. He cursed extremely unhappily, "Are you only capable of slithering around like an eel?!"
"What did you say?! That I only slither around?!" Those words hit Fukurou's sore spot perfectly. He exploded in rage: "You tin-can bastard—you've really pissed me off! Let me show you my real killing-fist technique!"
He abruptly assumed a standard boxing stance; his aura suddenly turned ferocious.
"Take this! Super-heavyweight boxing with Finger Pistol speed—Beast Fang!"
Fukurou roared; a heavy punch tore through the air at astonishing speed, smashing straight into Franky's face!
Bang! A muffled sound—Franky's cheek instantly deformed; blood sprayed from the corner of his mouth.
"Heh…" Franky took the punch head-on. Despite blood leaking from his mouth, he deliberately put on an arrogant, unbothered expression: "With that soft-ass punch of yours? It's barely scratching me!"
As he spoke, he violently tore off the synthetic skin glove on his right hand, revealing the gleaming metallic steel fist underneath!
"Let you taste this! Strong Right Fist!" Franky roared; his mechanical iron fist whistled through the air as he counterattacked fiercely!
"Iron Body!" Fukurou didn't dare slack off—he immediately powered up Iron Body defense at full strength.
Clang! Another bell-like resounding impact! Though Fukurou blocked the punch, the massive force still shook his blood and qi; a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. He stubbornly taunted back: "Your fist is the soft one! Didn't eat enough?!"
"That's your cartilage fist!"
"Then yours is a sickly fist!"
"You're a sanitary napkin fist! (Super leaky!)"
The more they cursed, the angrier they got. Rage levels skyrocketed. They completely abandoned defense and dodging, devolving into the most primitive and cathartic mutual brawling—fists raining down on each other's faces like a storm!
Bang bang bang! The sound of flesh-on-flesh impacts rang nonstop. The two fought and cursed wildly, grappling and tumbling together in a chaotic, rule-free frenzy. Soon they smashed through the kitchen wall and rolled straight into the food storage Franky had desperately wanted to reach!
Almost at the exact moment Franky and Fukurou crashed into the food storage like wrecking balls—
Bang!
Another wall on the opposite side suddenly exploded! A small figure flew in like a cannonball and crashed heavily onto a pile of crates—it was Chopper! And the one who had kicked him in was none other than Kumadori of CP9!
——————(Flashback to moments earlier)——————
When Kumadori saw the "blue-nosed tanuki" in front of him—not only able to talk but also transform and fight—he immediately became excited. "Yoyoi~ Such a rare and interesting rare beast!" he sang in his exaggerated theatrical tone. "If I capture you and present you to my long-unseen mother as a pet, she will surely be overjoyed!"
Those words—especially "pet" and "tanuki"—were like pouring oil on fire, instantly maxing out Chopper's rage!
"You jerk! I'm not some pet! I'm a pirate of the Straw Hat Pirates too!" Chopper roared, limbs powering up as he charged furiously at Kumadori!
"Oh? Coming straight into my arms so quickly—want me to adopt you?" Kumadori remained completely unconcerned, even showing some delight as he watched the little reindeer rush over.
Just as Chopper was about to collide with him, Chopper's front hooves suddenly swelled and bulged, muscles exploding outward!
"Hoof Stamp – Sakura!"
The muscle-enhanced hooves slammed down with tremendous force right onto Kumadori's undefended cheek!
"Ugh!" Caught completely off guard, Kumadori's cheek instantly caved in; a clear cherry-blossom-shaped imprint appeared! The massive impact sent him flying backward, crashing heavily into the ground and kicking up a cloud of stone dust.
"I didn't expect… you're a Devil Fruit user too…" Kumadori stood up from the crater; the dent on his face wriggled strangely and rapidly returned to normal. "I thought you were just a particularly special talking tanuki… Life Return!"
"The wound… healed?" Chopper stared in shock at the instantly restored face.
"Yoyoi~ This is Life Return." Kumadori explained smugly. "The user can freely control every part of their body through focused consciousness! Even like this—Hair Binding Technique!"
Before the words finished, the exaggerated hairstyle on his head suddenly came alive. The hair strands shot out like living octopus tentacles, accurately wrapping around Chopper's limbs and body!
"Oh no! I can't move!" Chopper was instantly bound tight, suspended in midair by the hair, struggling helplessly.
Kumadori leisurely formed a circle with his left index finger and thumb like a gunsight, locking onto the immobilized Chopper in the air. His right hand gripped his long staff tightly.
"Finger Pistol – Q!"
The staff stabbed out at a speed nearly impossible to follow, whistling sharply straight toward Chopper!
But the expected hit never came. At the critical moment, Chopper abruptly released his arm strength enhancement; his body instantly shrank back to his normal hybrid form—narrowly dodging the fatal strike!
"Sc-Scared me to death!" Chopper landed, still trembling.
"Shave!"
Seeing the attack miss, Kumadori immediately used "Shave" to close the distance instantly, his finger-gun stabbing forward!
"Fur Reinforcement!"
Chopper reacted extremely fast. His entire body's fur suddenly grew wildly and became extremely fluffy, forming a massive fur ball! Kumadori's "Finger Pistol" stabbed into the thick fur layer—the force was completely neutralized, like a bull sinking into mud.
"What a troublesome little guy!" Kumadori complained verbally, but his battle experience was rich. He keenly found a gap in the fur defense and delivered a tricky kick that bypassed the fluffy fur and slammed hard into Chopper's stomach!
"Ugh!" Chopper cried out in pain. The tiny body was sent flying by the enormous force, smashing through two or three thick walls in succession before finally tumbling into the food storage where Franky and Fukurou were already locked in fierce combat!
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