One Piece: Gambling to The Top

Josh stared at the ugly bastard. He lowered his head and hid his smirk. Josh wasn't stupid. He could immediately recognise the masked blond fat-titted woman who had warned him earlier. 

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Saint Carlos was looking at Josh, one of the Warlords that had joined the World Government lately as an ally. 

Saint Carlos was disgusting how this little mortal isn't showing respect to the saint, a world noble like him, a god among mortals. Josh was just staring at his coffee cup, seeming to wonder if he should drink or not. 

Kicking off the huge slave that he was riding, Saint Carlos stood up to his 230 cm full height. 

Josh gave him a glance. "A big one. Right, the famous meme character." As he cringed, he went to look at his coffee. 

Saint Carlos flinched a bit. In his whole life, he had never seen someone treat him like that, except for his father and other high-level Celestial Dragons. 

Saint Carlos was here to achieve his purpose, to take his godly right from this mortal. 

What had brought him here was an envelop that he had received from a marine, one of the fools that only the high Five Elders are allowed to mess with. 

"Hey, scum, look at me when I talk to you." 

"Why should I?" Josh took a sip from his coffee. "The coffee smells good, and I don't want to ruin it."  His tone was so calm, yet it was so disrespectful to a high figure. Saint Carlos felt glade for the bubble around his head. Otherwise, he may breathe the same air as this lowly mortal, a lowly mortal that he had grown to hate. 

Carlos remembered what had been in that envelop. After he had ended up having good sex with two of his 15 or something beautiful wives, Carlos was in the mood to smoke and see what a puny mortal brought. He thought of throwing the envelope. But as he had about to rip it, something had attracted his attention. The scene of tits, one of the most beautiful tits he had seen. He had seen Hancock's pic at first, and Carlos remembered that he had tried to approach her. 

However, the Elders had warned him for his own good and refused to give him agents; Hancock also had never attended the meetings of the World Government, which had made it hard for Carlos. Saint Carlos had kept sweeping the pics. He had seen a very beautiful brunette with blue eyes. Another was beautiful blond with green eyes and a cute face and a hot body. There was also a very cute loli and a pale tall blond with blue eyes and a very pretty face and mature body. 

Carlos felt that the marines had done something good to send him the pics, until… 

However, in the last picture, these girls were spotted next to Josh. It seems that picture had taken during his time sighing a contract with the World Government. All of them were hugging him. 

All of them were breathtaking. All of these girls were the perfect height for a large man-like Carlos. 

"Dwarf, do you know who I am?" Saint Carlos said as took a step forward. 

He was full of confidence. No mortal had opposed him before. Besides, his father had provided him with some agents from the secret unit and people from the World Army.  

Josh. 

He finally decided to put his coffee down, feeling his mood completely ruined when someone called him dwarf. He is good by Earth's standards. 

"Don't get cocky… things don't always end up like in comics." Josh said, "Pig." 

Josh called him Pig since he knew where things are going. 

Although Josh seemed to be concentrating on the Celestial Dragon, he was keeping attention on the four people around him. 

Three were masked, and the other one was revealing his face. 

The Celestial Dragon opened his eyes widely after hearing what Josh had said. 

The slave behind the World Noble chuckled as he was lowering his head. 

"You called me what!" screamed Carlos. 

"What a pain~" Josh let a long sigh. "Gimme a break."  

Meanwhile, Josh was looking at the future. For a Celestial Dragon to be here, and right now, it means one of two things. First, it's a coincidence, a work of fate to put a handsome man like him with the famous Ugly Bastard who steals women across the world. Second, the Celestial Dragon is after him. And the stereotype of this Celestial Dragon leaves Josh with one thought about his purpose… 

"Now, since you are a Warlord and I don't want troubles with my father, I'll give you a chance, lucky bastard." Said the Celestial Dragon. "First, you hand the women in your ship, apology, and be my piggy ride back at the home. It would be a great honour for someone like you." 

"Pfftt…" Josh spat his coffee. This is the first time he hears something like this. Josh was left to shock, not knowing if he should be surprised or angry. 

"So, it's the ugly bastard classical." Josh put his hand on the table, slamming it. 

From nowhere, the agents around him moved in the sound speed. Someone grabbed a sickle. There was another tall woman, with black hair, holding a sword. On the other hand, the man without a mask, only a hat covering his head, stood still next to the Celestial Dragon. 

Saint Carlos stared at Josh, who was surrounded by his agents and started laughing. 

"He... Ha. Ha. Ha." It was a slow laugh like a pig's laugh. 

Saint Carlos reached his pocket and grabbed a gun, aiming it at Josh. 

"You're doing a mistake you're not going to regret… or you may. I hear you have a lot of money." Josh smirked as an idea crossed his mind. 

"Stussy. What will be your choice." Josh called, not caring about the weapons around him. "Your life depends…"

Stussy was standing there, and Josh knew that he had changed something about her as he had done something bad to her. 

Stussy only stood up on her spot, her face hard to read because of the mask. 

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