I can only achieve nothing and become the Pirate King.

Chapter 472 No One Can Owe Me Money!
The battle on the sea was fought according to the strategic plan, and on the Cake Island, a part of the huge castle was knocked down. As the smoke dissipated, a huge pink shape that knocked down a corner of the castle was revealed.

Charlotte Lingling covered her face, then quickly stood up, completely ignoring the blood on the corner of her mouth, and glared with a pair of red eyes and shouted:
"Cake. Are you going to stop me from taking the cake?!"

"What are you doing?"

In front of her, Sager clenched his fist, looked her up and down, and said angrily:

"This is not your true level. No wonder that blue fat guy punched you out of your steel balloon body. You are as weak as an old woman. Does bulimia affect you so much?"

A punch to her would at most be just a small blow. Even if she was knocked flying, there shouldn't be any damage. But now, not only is there a mark from the fist, but there's also blood at the corner of her mouth.

The steel balloon can't bleed to this extent.

"Protect Mom!"

Cracker jumped over quickly from a distance and stood in front of the castle. He clapped his hands and raised all the biscuit soldiers, who advanced forward in layers to prevent Sager from getting close.

"I will never let you get close to mom! Once she eats the cake and her bulimia is cured, even you won't be a match for mom, you natural disaster!!" Cracker yelled.

"is it?"

Sager didn't even look at Cracker. He just glanced at him and walked to the side. "Okay, I'll wait for her bulimia to heal."

Even though he walked away closely following those biscuit soldiers, Krejke never swung his sword until Sager walked away. He subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and then he realized that sweat had soaked his body.
The Four Emperors, just standing there, have an aura that no ordinary person can face.

Too intimidating!
The emperors of the underworld who had not yet had time to attend the tea party were still wondering what had brought Charlotte Lingling back. When they saw Sager, they were shocked, but by the time they reacted, it was already too late.

"not good!"

Du Field, who was wearing a purple suit and coat, was about to escape, but as soon as his legs moved, a domineering bullet hit his body. However, he was not knocked away, but stiffened there like a sculpture.

As for the others who wanted to move, it was too late, because the guy in the fur cloak, who was not tall but had an oppressive aura, had already reached them. Just standing there made them not even want to move.

"Oh ho."

The corners of Sager's mouth stretched into an arc that seemed terrifying to everyone.

"Who is this?"

He stood still, looking at the guy who was immobilized by the piercing hole of the domineering spirit, but was sweating profusely, and said with a grim smile:

"Isn't this my old friend, the financial king of the underworld, Du Field, whom I have been thinking about day and night for two years?"

As he said this, he looked at the other people present. Their faces were unfamiliar, but it didn't matter. He had killed one of the six kings of the underworld, as well as a woman and a pigeon, but these two were not here.

The remaining two, of course, are the king of warehousing and the king of transportation.

"Gibson and Umit?"

Sager took out a cigar, took out a gold lighter, lit it, and exhaled a puff of smoke. His bared white teeth gleamed with a cold light, which made people feel cold.

"I've missed you guys for a long time."

"Norton Sugg! What are you doing!?"

Du Field swallowed hard. The sudden strange force only blocked his movements but not his throat.

"What am I going to do? You ask me what I am going to do?"

Sager frowned and threw the gold ornament in his hand directly. It broke through the air with a bang and broke one of Du Feld's hands. "You fucking owe me 100 billion Baileys! You placed an order to assassinate me some time ago, and now you're asking me what I want!"

He walked forward, grabbed Du Field's collar, and said fiercely: "I've said it before, rats in the gutter can't make trouble. The moment you appear in the sun, you will be trampled to death!"

"What? One hundred billion! There is no such thing as one hundred billion!"

Du Field grimaced in pain, but under Sage's murderous eyes, he ignored the pain and shouted, "I don't owe you any money at all!"

"Ok?"

Sager stretched out a finger from the hand that was holding his collar and touched the bottom of his throat. Just a touch, and Du Field's face turned pale, his sunglasses fell off in pain, and he let out a roar that seemed to be in pain that penetrated his soul.

"It's noisy."

Sag pointed again, and the scream of pain stopped abruptly. Du Field could only open his mouth, his whole face full of bruises, looking extremely painful and terrified, but he couldn't make any sound.

He let go of her hand and said, "We talked over the phone at a resort in the park. At that time, I asked you how much it would cost to buy your own property, but not only did you not tell me, you threatened me. Of course, this part of the disrespect fee must be included."

"The total is fifty-two billion. It's been two years. The overdue fee plus the decimal point will make the total one hundred billion Baileys."

Sage glanced at Du Field, who was in great pain, and said, "Do you remember now?"

Du Field's face turned pale with veins exposed, and tears streamed down his face. He could only nod hurriedly.

"Does it hurt? Worse pain is yet to come."

Sage pulled a chair from the open-air banquet, sat down, biting a cigar, raised his head, and looked down at Du Field:

"Qishe, Touwei, Mingmen, Mingjian, Tongming, Xinfumian, Daxiongjin, Piercing wrist hole, you probably don't know, it doesn't matter, in my eyes, the human body can form various vital secret holes, each of which can bring pain that makes people live a life worse than death!"

"My method is not cheap either. It costs 100 million, but I'm in a good mood today, so I'll give you a 50% discount, 5 million Baileys per session! Don't worry, you'll have a hard time dying before you spend all the 100 billion!"

The corners of Sager's grinning mouth gradually rose to the position of his cheek, revealing a terrifying arc in the eyes of people, "No one can owe me money! No one! If you don't give me the money, I will ask you to pay it back! Don't worry, you will feel like every second is like the New Year!"

Extreme pain, even for just one second, would feel long, and Sager had mastered the boxing skills that could prolong this pain even longer, ensuring that he would feel like he was hit by Tsukuyomi.

There was even more fear in Du Field's eyes, and he nodded his head suddenly. However, that movement, although it looked very fast, gave people the illusion that it was very slow.

Sugg's thumb sunk into his fingers and the ball flew out, striking Du Field in the throat.

“I’ll give you money!!”

He seemed to have used up all his strength and roared out in a hoarse voice.

"Cash or treasure? I don't accept bank checks." Sager laughed.

He can do it in his own gold bank, but the key is that these people don't have money to deposit. As for the bank outside. If he goes to withdraw money today, let's not talk about whether he has money or not. Even if he does give it to him, people will publish an announcement in the newspaper tomorrow saying that the Four Emperors robbed the bank and lost 300 billion.

He is an emperor of the sea, not an emperor of accounts.

As he was thinking this, Sager looked at the other two again.

"Slow down, slow down"

Umit quickly stretched out his hand, "Sage, we are not enemies, I have never targeted you. Have you forgotten that I gave you money?"

(End of this chapter)