One Piece : Strongest Vice-Captain Mr. 3!

"Sure!"

Mr. 3 thought for a moment, then readily agreed to Hancock's request without hesitation.

Compared to outright refusing, at least this request offered a chance for negotiation.

Though it wasn't much different from simply being shown the door.

He gazed at the woman right before him, whose beauty was impeccable in appearance, figure, and demeanor—a stunning beauty of the highest order.

Mr. 3 didn't feel confident that he could withstand her petrifying gaze.

He was all too aware of his own shortcomings! 

Before crossing over, as a mere office worker, he had left a bold comment in a short video's comment section: "I, Gin, vow to never share the same sky as gambling and drugs."

Well, he didn't mention the word "Gin!"

More than ten minutes ago, Mr. 3 had already experienced the peculiar nature of Hancock's petrifying gaze firsthand.

If he hadn't reacted quickly and used his Wax-Wax Fruit to avoid it, he would have already turned into a stone statue.

Moreover, at this very moment, Hancock, the world's most beautiful pirate, was right in front of him, her breathtaking beauty on full display!

Even in such a dire situation, Mr. 3 believed he should have "the strength to fight back."

After all, Hancock's fruit ability wasn't unbeatable. Excluding someone as odd as Luffy, there had been others who faced Hancock's charms head-on without resorting to trickery.

That's right—before the Marineford War, it was the Marine Vice-Admiral, Momonga, who came to Amazon Lily to escort Hancock to Marineford to confront Whitebeard!

At that time, faced with Hancock's "Love-Love Beam," this fierce man directly stabbed his own palm with a small knife.

The intense pain diverted his attention, allowing him to remain conscious and successfully avoid being petrified!

Mr. 3 knew he couldn't be that ruthless, but he could manage to cut his skin with a wax knife.

He was afraid of pain and didn't have the same level of endurance as Vice-Admiral Momonga, so in a way, cutting his skin would feel quite similar to stabbing his palm!

'And besides, the first time I was hit by the petrifying gaze, I was caught off guard. As long as I remain resolute this time, resisting Hancock's beauty, and use pain to shift my focus at a critical moment, I can definitely pull it off!'

With that thought, Mr. 3's worries began to fade.

A somewhat lewd expression on his face gradually shifted to one of calm confidence.

In the face of Hancock's alluring beauty, one could either act foolishly or be utterly self-assured!

"Come on, Boa Hancock!" he challenged with determination.

Seeing his prepared and confident demeanor, Hancock snorted lightly, her long, beautiful legs moving as she stepped back a few paces.

Then she raised her flawless hands beside her face, her jade-like fingers gently brushing aside the dark strands of hair that fell over her cheeks, fully revealing her exquisitely beautiful face to the open air.

Mr. 3's steady breathing faltered slightly at the sight, but he quickly regained control, restoring his calm.

"Do you think a mere gesture can shake my resolve, Hancock? You underestimate the determination of men too much!" 

Across from her, Hancock remained silent, placing her hands in front of her to form a heart shape.

In her line of sight, Mr. 3 was perfectly positioned in the center of the heart gesture, resembling a lamb trapped in a cage, waiting for slaughter.

Hancock had absolute confidence in her beauty!

"Love-Love Beam!!"

With a low shout from Hancock, cherry-pink light spots began to emerge from the center of the heart gesture.

Under Mr. 3's intensely focused gaze, the light spots quickly gathered, transforming into a bright pink beam of light shooting out!

At that moment!

Mr. 3's pupils suddenly constricted, and with a swift motion of his hand, he conjured a sharp candle knife, stabbing it into his own skin without hesitation.

Pfft.

A few centimeters long cut instantly appeared on his arm, the trailing blood staining the tip of the candle knife red.

A burning pain like fire followed, striking Mr. 3's nerves.

Damn!

It really hurts, you bastard!

Almost simultaneously, the cherry-pink light reached him!

Whoosh!

Time seemed to slow to a crawl at that instant.

In this almost frozen space, the tension and anxiety etched on the faces of the old woman and the members of the Kuja Pirates were crystal clear.

Though Hancock's fruit ability was incredibly powerful, facing someone as bold and self-assured as Mr. 3 was no easy feat.

After all, he was one of the top players among the Seven Warlords of the Sea, who had not only plotted a massive prison break at Impel Down alongside Buggy the Clown but also participated in the war at Marineford, managing to escape unscathed!

He was a cunning, multi-faceted figure brimming with guts!

In the face of such a man, could her beauty really make a difference, especially when he was so focused and prepared?

How long could this man hold out against the charm of the Snake Princess, who was also putting forth her full effort?

Ten seconds? 

Twenty seconds?

Or perhaps...

Completely immune?

Whoosh! 

Time resumed its normal flow.

As expected, the pink beam of light shot straight through Mr. 3's body! 

All the members of the Kuja Pirates quickly turned to look, their jaws nearly dropping in shock.

They had considered many possibilities, but never imagined they would witness such a scene! 

Even Hancock, the one who launched the attack, wore an expression of rare disbelief on her beautiful face.

Before them stood Mr. 3, seemingly calm and unmoving under her Love-Love Beam! 

"How is this possible?"

The old woman with the snake-shaped cane murmured to herself, raising a hand to rub her cloudy eyes, finding no signs of anything obstructing her vision.

If her eyes were fine, then what was going on in front of her?

"A man like Mr. 3, in a highly alert and concentrated state, shouldn't even last half a second. The moment he came into contact with the beam, he should've been turned into stone?!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~ 

A gentle breeze wafted through the windows of the hall, brushing past Hancock's flowing black hair and stirring the already petrified Mr. 3 without a hint of movement.

Truly, utterly motionless! 

It was clear that Mr. 3 had overestimated his own abilities, or more accurately, underestimated his lustful tendencies! 

There are no men in the world who are completely devoid of desire; if there were, they would surely be repressed. And if that repressed person argues otherwise, he's definitely a eunuch!

Even seasoned, decisive Navy Vice-admirals find it hard to ignore the allure of Hancock, the world's number one beauty, let alone an ordinary man like Mr. 3, who had crossed over from the real world! 

This is human nature, something that cannot be changed merely by confidence or pain!

Whoosh~

Feeling the awkward atmosphere, Breeze quickly sped up and hurriedly left through the window, causing the hall, which had finally stirred with some activity, to fall silent once more.

After regaining her senses from the shock, Hancock's expression turned dark. With a cold demeanor, she stepped forward, approaching Mr. 3's stone statue.

Without saying a word, she lifted her long, firm right leg, preparing to unleash her power on Mr. 3's abdomen.

"Snake Princess! Calm down! The Buggy Pirates are incredibly powerful; killing Mr. 3 will only put us in an even more embarrassing situation!" 

Realizing what was happening, Granny Nyon rushed down from the high platform, disregarding her aching back, in an attempt to stop Hancock's attack.

However, the elderly woman was ultimately a step too late.

With a sharp "thud," Hancock's heavy kick struck directly against the stone statue of Mr. 3's abdomen!

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